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her brief top a very real possibility. Instead of being as alarmed as she would have imagined, she felt sexy and desirable, and almost wished her top would fall and bare her breasts to his gaze.
    The pleasure amazed her. Slow. Decadent. The anticipation continued to build until she thought she would die of frustration.
    “Are you willing to give them to me?” His voice, like a silky caress over her nipples, had deepened and lowered even more.
    Sucking in a breath, she closed her eyes and let her head fall back. “Yes. Gabriel, I don’t see—ooooh.” Shivering as he nuzzled a particular sensitive spot between her neck and her shoulder, she dropped her head forward to give him better access. “Jesus, you’re good at that.”
    She tingled everywhere, every inch of her body trembling with awareness.
    His warm lips brushed her neck with a slow deliberation that sent her senses reeling. “And your neck. I want to nibble here, but I won’t unless it’s mine.” Catching her hair, he fisted his hand around it and moved it aside, scraping his teeth over her neck as he did. “And your hair. Say yes. I’ve had so many fantasies about this hair. Fisting it in my hands. Spreading it on my pillow.”
    Allowing herself to be drawn into his web of seduction, she thrilled at the riot of sensations raging through her.
    “Gabriel. Mmm, yes.” His name came out on a breathless whimper, a sound she could never remember making before. With a start, she realized that he held both of her wrists in one hand, a move she hadn’t even felt, but one that sent another thrill through her.
    Using the hand in her hair to tilt her head to the other side, Gabriel continued to kiss her neck. “I love your hair. I love seeing it down this way.” He tugged slightly, sending a shiver of apprehension through her. “Even when you wear it in that ponytail, it drives me crazy. It’s so soft. I want to feel it on my arms, my chest, my thighs.”
    He nibbled on her ear, his voice dropping lower. “I see you walk across your café, shaking that tight bottom at me, and it makes my blood boil.” Releasing her hair, he brought her hands down and held them behind her back. “It inspires fantasies of changing that look of curiosity and trepidation into one of surrender.”
    Tugging sharply, he scraped his teeth over her shoulder. “Securing that ponytail to a hook in your ass would keep your head back, so you couldn’t hide a thing from me.”
    The shift from sensual to sexual tripped her pulse and made her heart pound furiously.
    Her eyes popped open, her bottom clenching in reaction. Her heart pounded furiously as a mental image of what he’d described formed and sharpened.
    The level of Gabriel’s wickedness stunned her, sending a flare of heat through her that seemed to ignite every erogenous zone.
    Off balance, she tried to ignore the awareness that made her puckered opening tingle, and had to fight to keep her voice as steady as she could manage. “Gabriel, if you try to stick anything up my ass, I’m going to kick yours.” Frowning that her threat came out breathless and needy, she shifted slightly, rubbing her damp thighs together in frustration.
    His chuckle sent a shiver up her spine. “Darling, when I breach your ass, it’s going to send you into a world of pleasure you’ve never imagined.”
    Circling around to stand in front of her, he released her hands, lifting his to her face. A dark brow went up, his handsome features so close to hers. “But, you’re getting ahead of yourself, Kelsey. One step at a time.”
    He bent lower, his eyes dark and sharp on hers. “I also want this face. These cheeks.”
    Kelsey’s eyes fluttered closed at the feel of his lips, warm and soft against her cheek. Her short, shallow breaths made it difficult to speak. “What should I do? What do the other women do?”
    Gabriel ran his lips over her other cheek before brushing them over hers. Nibbling at her bottom lip, he closed his hands over her