As Amelie pulled away, she peered into Gabriel's violet eyes. Her hands remained on his arms for a brief moment when she lowered them.
Gabriel kept staring at her, noticing every expression on her face. He reached out his hands to her neck as he lowered himself to her height and kissed her.
Amelie got flustered when felt his left hand moving to her waist on the right side. He drew her closer, his lips already nibbling hers with an intensity, showing more than his usual emotions.
Amelie parted her lips, finding it difficult to keep up with his pace. She felt her feet moving on their own, but in which direction, she had no idea until her back felt the coldness of a wall before landing on the mattress.
Gabriel was relentless, his mouth not parting from hers, claiming her with a possessiveness that made her heart race. Her hands pressed against his chest in desperation, not to push him away but to pause, to breathe.
