Gabriel wastes no time asserting his passion, taking Isla by surprise as he bends her over the kitchen sink and thrusts deeply into her. Isla is overwhelmed by the intensity and novelty of his touch, her body trembling and her cries echoing through the kitchen as she reaches a powerful climax. Gabriel’s desire is raw and possessive, and even after their release, he continues to claim her with relentless urgency, leaving Isla breathless and fully surrendered to him.
Throughout the night, Gabriel’s hunger for Isla is insatiable; he makes up for the restraint he had previously imposed on himself by being demanding and consuming. Isla experiences a side of Gabriel she has never seen before, and despite the overwhelming intensity, she willingly gives herself to him because she desires him just as fiercely. Their intimate moments are a silent vow from Gabriel never to let her slip away again, claiming both her body and soul as his own.
By morning, exhaustion finally overtakes them, and they sleep peacefully tangled together. However, their rest is abruptly interrupted by a persistent phone ringing. Gabriel, still tired but protective, realizes he had locked down the penthouse security system and cautiously answers the door to find Magdalene waiting outside. Her presence surprises him, and her inquiry about Isla prompts Gabriel to hush her and ask for food to be prepared, revealing a softer, more caring side of him.
When Gabriel returns to the bedroom, he finds Isla awake and moving carefully with a faint limp, wearing one of his shirts. Noticing her discomfort, he gently asks if she is okay, feeling a pang of guilt for having pushed her too hard the night before. Despite this guilt, Gabriel’s desire for her remains strong, hinting at his continued longing and the complex emotions between them.
He gave her no chance to catch her breath. In one swift motion, he bent her over the kitchen sink, slid down his sweatpants, and freed his hardening length. With a deep, urgent thrust, he filled her completely, his hands gripping her waist firmly.
“Gabriel—oh, God!” Isla cried out, her voice cracking under the weight of shock and pleasure.
He plunged so deeply inside her that her legs began to tremble beneath her. His own groan was rough and ragged. “Fuck, Isla… you’re so tight. You feel incredible.”
Her nails dug into the edge of the counter as she struggled to steady herself. “Gabriel, you’re in too deep,” she gasped, but there was no real objection in her tone—only the shudder of overwhelming sensation.
Her breathless words only fueled his desire further. Leaning in, he pressed his lips to the curve of her neck, murmuring hot, possessive promises into her ear. “You’re so sweet, Isla… don’t move. Just stay still for me.” His teeth grazed her earlobe, sending a delicious shiver down her spine.
This new angle was unlike anything she’d felt before. It sent waves of surprise through her body. She could feel every inch of him, as if he was buried inside her stomach itself. He wasn’t gentle this time—his movements were fast, relentless, driving deep and hard.
Every thrust found that sensitive spot inside her again and again, until her knees gave way beneath her.
Her cries echoed through the kitchen—raw, unfiltered, and full of abandon. Her body clenched around him tightly, trembling as a powerful climax swept over her like a crashing wave. “Gabriel! I—I’m coming!”
“Yes, love… give yourself to me,” he growled, his pace wild and unyielding, driving her through the shattering release.
The heat of her climax sparked his own, and with one final, forceful thrust, he spilled inside her. She could feel the warmth of his release deep within her.
A guttural groan tore from his chest as he pulled her upright, pressing her back against his broad chest. His hands roamed to her breasts, kneading them gently while his lips moved from her neck to her ear, leaving soft, lingering kisses.
Isla trembled, breathless, her head falling back to rest on his shoulder. Yet, he remained hard inside her, unrelenting. His low chuckle vibrated against her skin. “I told you, Isla. There’s no sleep for us tonight.”
Before she could even catch her breath, he began moving again—slow at first, then deeper, harder—until tears of pleasure streamed down her cheeks. Her body surrendered fully to him, every nerve alive, every part of her claimed by his touch.
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Throughout the night, Gabriel claimed her in every way he had previously denied himself. His hunger was insatiable, his touch possessive and demanding. Isla had never witnessed this side of him—so raw, so consuming. Though the intensity was overwhelming, she gave herself willingly, because she desired him just as fiercely as he craved her.
He had starved himself for far too long. Now, resistance was no longer an option. With every thrust, every kiss, he silently vowed never to let her slip away again. Her body, her soul—they belonged to him. Tonight, he made sure she understood that through every intimate moment they shared.
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“Are you okay?” he asked gently, a pang of guilt tightening his chest. He knew exactly why she was sore—he had pushed her too hard the night before.
And now, that guilt gnawed at him. Yet, despite it all, he found himself wanting more.
The night had drawn them into a tempest of passion and vulnerability, laying bare the depths of their desire and the unspoken promises that bound them. Gabriel’s fierce need and Isla’s willing surrender intertwined in a dance of intensity and tenderness, revealing a side of their connection that transcended mere physicality. In the quiet aftermath, as they lay entwined and exhausted, the raw emotions lingered—a testament to the powerful bond they shared, forged through both fire and softness.
Morning light brought with it a gentle stillness, but also the weight of consequences and care. Gabriel’s protective instincts surfaced alongside a newfound tenderness, tempered by the awareness of the toll their night had taken. Though the ache in Isla’s body was a silent reminder of his relentless passion, it only deepened the complexity of their love—a love that demanded attention, patience, and an unyielding commitment to one another. In this fragile balance, their story continued to unfold, rich with promise and the quiet strength of two souls intertwined.
The next chapter promises to delve deeper into the evolving dynamics between Gabriel and Isla as they navigate the aftermath of their intense night together. With Isla’s unexpected limp and Gabriel’s growing guilt, readers can anticipate a tender exploration of vulnerability and care that contrasts with the raw passion previously displayed. Their connection is poised to be tested—not just physically, but emotionally—as they confront the consequences of their desires.
Meanwhile, Magdalene’s sudden appearance and her perceptive observations hint at underlying tensions that may soon surface. Her presence in the penthouse at this unusual hour raises questions about her role and intentions, adding a layer of intrigue to the story. As Gabriel balances his protective instincts with the demands of his world, the delicate balance between personal and professional life could face new challenges. Prepare for moments of intimacy intertwined with subtle conflicts that will keep you eagerly turning the pages.
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