Sweat still dampened my skin as I stepped out onto the balcony. The cool night air touched my body, which had just been shaken by pleasure, making me shiver slightly. There, standing with his back to me, was Gabriel. His sharp silhouette was perfectly carved in the moonlight, his cigarette smoke dancing in the air before vanishing.
He didn't turn when I approached, but I knew he was aware of my presence. I stepped slowly, letting my still-trembling palm touch his broad back. His muscles tensed momentarily beneath my touch before finally relaxing.
Carefully, I wrapped my arms around his waist, pressing my cheek between his sturdy shoulder blades. There, I could hear his still slightly fast heartbeat, feel the rise and fall of his deep breaths. The scent of his soap mixed with the smell of
