Chapter 5

Gabriel pulled his lips away from hers, his fingers sliding gently over her delicate face.

“You’re going to be mine.”

Jussara felt her entire body burst into flames when she heard his words and, almost without thinking, she murmured:

“I will…”

To Gabriel, that only confirmed what he had already imagined: Jussara was an escort. If she was a professional, she certainly wouldn’t mind being under his control. Just the idea of having her awakened intense sensations in him, something that surprised him, since days earlier he believed the accident and the amount of medication he was taking would prevent any desire.

However, after the medical appointment two days ago, the doses had been reduced, and the cut on his abdomen was completely healed. The biggest obstacle now was still depending on the wheelchair. Although he could already feel some response in his legs, he still couldn’t move them as he wished, an effect of the trauma. But the doctor had assured him that soon he would return to normal.

In the meantime, he would satisfy himself with Jussara’s body. Thinking about it, he liked his mother’s attitude; he would take advantage of the weeks she would be away and satisfy himself with the body of the young woman hired purely for his pleasure.

“Great…” Gabriel murmured with a provocative smile, his eyes shining intensely.

With decisive movements, he unbuttoned her lab coat, his agile fingers sliding firmly over the buttons while his lips met hers in a deep, consuming kiss. The closeness between them made her heart race, and every touch seemed to set her skin on fire. Gabriel moved forward gently, opening her coat until the delicate fabric of her bra was exposed.

He slid his hand over the soft curve of her breast, squeezing her delicate skin lightly and letting out a needy sigh. He felt his own body throb with desire, inflamed by her natural beauty. Gabriel didn’t know exactly what attracted him so much to her, but he liked everything: the way she tried to keep her composure, the look that avoided meeting his directly, and above all, the sweetness of her voice that escaped even in the tense situation between them.

He brushed his lips along her neck, feeling the softness of her skin. The texture, the scent, the taste… everything about her seduced him, and he knew that, at least in that moment, neither of them would resist the desire.

Jussara bit her lip, her eyes half-closed as she felt the firm touch of Gabriel’s fingers on her breast. Her heart pounded fast, all her senses focused on him.

“Please…” she whispered, almost breathless, more a surrender than a request.

Gabriel took her hand and helped her stand. He watched her closely, his gaze intense and attentive. Slowly, with skilled fingers, he began to remove her clothes piece by piece, always maintaining eye contact, as if he wanted to absorb every detail, every sensation.

When the last layer fell and she stood there, vulnerable and exposed before him, Gabriel felt the air leave his lungs. The sight of her body was overwhelming, a perfection he hadn’t expected, pushing him to the edge of losing control. Something that, at his age, was difficult, since he prided himself on being extremely controlled in all his actions. But apparently, that was going down the drain.

He swallowed hard, controlling himself so as not to sigh out loud, even though every fiber of his body screamed for her. He didn’t want her to know how much she affected him, how much she challenged him to cross limits. And as he wrapped his hands around her again, pulling her close, he felt an inexplicable warmth fill the room, as if nothing else existed but the two of them there, surrendering to each other.

His touch grew firmer, and he slid his hand along the curve of her waist, pulling her toward him. Gabriel kissed her intensely, unhurriedly, feeling each second as if it were the only one.

Jussara let out a loud sigh when Gabriel’s fingers slid down to find her intimacy. The bold touch made her arch her back involuntarily, her lips parted as a soft moan escaped.

“Ah…”

For a moment, Gabriel stopped touching her and pulled away to undress. He didn’t want anything else interfering with that wonderful moment between them. His eyes never left her as he removed his clothes and, with effort, moved from the wheelchair to settle onto the bed, leaning back against the headboard. He extended his hand to her, his gaze inviting and confident.

“Come here,” he said in a low, husky tone.

Jussara hesitated for a second, but the attraction between them was impossible to ignore. She approached slowly, her heart racing and her body warming with every step. Gabriel gently pulled her onto his lap, and they lost themselves in an intense kiss, full of a passion that seemed to have been building for a long time. Every touch, every movement, brought a new wave of heat as they surrendered to each other, completely wrapped up in that moment.

Jussara was completely given over. She didn’t know whether this would be bad or good afterward, but she couldn’t resist this rough, charming man. The kisses were the best she had ever known, his hands roaming over her body as if he already knew it well. Impossible to resist.

While Gabriel’s lips explored hers, he discreetly reached into the bedside drawer and took out a condom. Jussara, lost in the heat of the moment, barely noticed the movement. He gently pushed her, guiding her to kneel in front of him, his gaze locked onto hers.

With a firm motion, Gabriel opened the condom and, at the same time, lowered his head, his lips finding Jussara’s breast. He sucked with an intensity that made her entire body tremble. She felt a shiver run down her spine, letting out a soft, involuntary moan.

Gabriel put on the condom, his eyes fixed on her. With a gentle but firm gesture, he asked her to sit, and she did, feeling her entire body tremble as every inch of him filled her eager interior. Desire was reflected on their faces, in every sigh and exchanged glance.

He controlled himself as best he could, trying to prolong the moment, guiding her carefully and helping her move. The intensity between them was almost palpable; Jussara, so surrendered, so warm, reached her peak faster than he expected. Soon after, he also let himself go, releasing as a final sigh overtook them both.

Exhausted and satisfied, Jussara leaned in to embrace him, her arms wrapping around Gabriel as he held her firmly. There, together, they felt their hearts and breathing return to a natural rhythm, creating a moment of peace that seemed eternal. He slid his large, rough fingers over her back in a continuous caress.

For Gabriel, it had been a long time since he had given himself like that, and having Jussara in his arms was the best moment he had experienced in years. But this relationship was not dating or anything serious. It was just sex. In the end, he asked her to get up, removed the condom, and with a firm look, said:

“That was very good. You may leave. I’ll want you again later, now I need to work.”

She blinked a few times, trying to process the cold words echoing in her mind. It was at that moment she understood: for him, it had been just sex.

She felt ashamed, gathering her clothes with trembling hands. She left the room with a tight heart and silent tears that he never got to see.