Mature chapter.
Kate POV
I’m pretty sure the way he’s staring is a good thing. I’m not too sure, though.
He hasn’t moved or said anything for a while, and it’s kind of cold in here. I’m fighting off every urge to cover my hard n*****s, but I shouldn’t hide from him. And really, I can see the bulge in his pants, so I know he’s feeling the same as me.
“Gabriel?”
His eyes snap out of whatever thoughts he was in, but they don’t move from my chest. He reaches forward and cups them both. “They’re so perfect.” He moves his hands around, squeezing them, running his fingers along the edges, pinching my n*****s.
I didn’t know that could actually feel good.
He runs his thumb under my left and lift my breast just a tad. “Could I put something here?” he asks.
“Like a tattoo
