Chapter 53

I don't know how we got all the way to my apartment in the potrero. I don't know how Gabriel and I talked and drove and ignored what was tearing at us inside.

once we got through my door, there was no stopping it. it was all over Gabriel, he was all over me. we only got as far as the rug I. the foyer, kissing, touching, fumbling for buttons and zippers breathing loudly.

I had forgotten how good it was to be held, to be desired by someone I wanted, too. once we touched, we knew enough to take our time. too. we both wanted it to last, Gabriel had what I needed more than anything else, soft hands.

I loved kissing him, loved his touch, his gentleness, then his roughness, the simple fact that he was concerned about my pleasure as much as his own. you never know untill you try it out, but I loved being with Gabriel. I absolutely loved it.