The muscles of Gael's pectorals were pressed against Angela's back. She was stuck between his hard chest and the hard book that's on her chest. She hadn't noticed it yet but she was also clutching on him, his large, strong hand swallowing hers.
She seemed to be really comfortable despite her current wildly erratic heartbeat because she hadn't moved after hearing his oddly satisfying voice that caressed her sensitive ears.
She had a hard time peeling herself off him as she was nervous and panicking. They were so close that she could feel his very calm heartbeat. It didn't help that he smelled like he just came out of the shower, so fragrant—so manly!
And there she was, with sweaty armpits.
She couldn't help it. Being nervous made her all sweaty!
"Did you miss me that much that you want to stay like this?" His seductive voice woke her up from her trance and she hastily pushed herself off him. "You could have just said so earlier."
