I felt his lips smash against mine, and this time, I wouldn't stop him. It felt good to be with him; I felt alive again. His lips against mine felt fantastic; his kiss was dominant and hungry, like one of a man who had been starving for a long time. It was hot, and so my hands instinctively found their way to his shoulders, although what I wanted to do was to pull on his hair, but I knew that was a dangerous move. Instead, I gripped the fabric of his shirt, and with that, I deepened the kiss. His arms wrapped around me, holding me tight against his chest. I could feel his heart beating and the heat of his body seep into mine.
Gabriel's kiss was anything but gentle. It was raw and hungry; his mouth moved with expertise against mine, making my heart flutter. Gabriel was an excellent kisser,
