I had seen him in boxers before; the strong muscles were firm and exactly where they should be.
Again, a perfect illusion. My hands had brushed this same part of Gabriel in bed before, but I never allowed myself to sensually explore him, the way I could now.
I moved my fingers farther, tracing the lines and contours.
For his part, he didn't say or do anything. But whenever I looked up, those brown eyes were on me, brimming with heat. They made my body respond with a heat of its own. Would Gabriel look at me the same way if we were together like this?
Somehow, I expected the answer would be yes. I knew Gabriel viewed sex as a serious matter, despite his characters' casual attitudes.
He would treat such an encounter seriously. Also, although I had no proof, I thought Gabriel would be just as cautious as Bastien was being now, letting me take the lead.
Nothing aggressive.
