Her kisses were like a star, smoldering beyond imagining and yet held in them a gravity that was impossible to stay away from. He could feel her hands in his hair, gripping it tight as if daring him to try to pull away from her, as if she somehow didn't realize that he had no intention of doing so... No, that wasn't true, and he knew it. A blush colored his cheeks a little bit as he thought about how all of this had been getting more and more heated lately, and how he had learned to like the sensation of it, how he had learned to become addicted to the way that she touched him. To the point where he'd started to think about it, and of course feel that somewhat awkward hardening sensation that at one point would have been enough to publically embarass him for life... and yet she'd had such a different reaction to it.
Without warning she broke the kiss, looking into his eyes with a look that made him freeze up as if he were some woodland creature caught in the headlights of an oncoming train. With a slow deliberate motion she reached down and slowly peeled off her shirt, revealing a rather lacy bra that didn't do very much to hold back her 'assets' as it were. Not that he really had a chance to fully appreciate it as he noticed he couldn't see her hands just before the bra popped forward and the weight of her breasts slipped down past it before she pulled them away to slowly expose her breasts to him, looking him in the eye as she did it, staring at him with raised eyebrows as he blinked, and slowly let his eyes lower to take in the sight.
He swallowed deeply.
"You're beautiful." he breathed out in a hoarse tone.
She laughed at that, and he blushed furiously until she leaned in and kissed him roughly again, reaching down to pull his tucked polo shirt from his slacks and pull it out of them, her nails grazing his skin lightly, tugging it up roughly over his neck and head and then tossing it to the side as she moved close to straddle him. He shuddered a little as he felt the way that her breasts moved against his chest, and the surprising heat that they generated against his flesh. Groaning a little she leaned back to expose herself to him again and whispered heatedly. "touch me, Gabriel..."
His fingers were surprisingly trembling as he reached up and started to caress her, feeling her body respond even to motions that were seemingly awkward and completely unsexy to him. As her hips pressed down more insistently upon him though he found himself caring less and less about how it seemed, and more and more about giving her what it was that she wanted. Her fingertips grabbed the back of his head again and started to pull him towards her once more, causing him to prepare for a kiss, only instead to have her push his face towards one of her breasts. Not knowing what to do he started to kiss it, which seemed to evoke a... more than pleased response.
"Yes, Gabriel.... yes!" She purred out wantonly before pushing him down roughly on his bed, staring at him with that heated expression. "I want you."
He swallowed as she started to come down, and found himself pushing back against her lightly, watching as that hurt look came over her face. He knew that face fairly well at this point, but it still hurt to see it there. "I... we shouldn't, not right now..." he said gently, trying to reason it out with her. The look that she gave him was like something ripping out his insides though, and he loathed himself all the more for what he was doing to her... lowering his eyes he saw her chest before she covered it defensively with her arms.
"Why?" was all she said with a light sniffle. "Don't you love me?"