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and across Gabriel’s hard body, while the wind outside howled, tossing sleet against the window with each strong gust. Even through the thin cotton shirt, Gabriel’s heated skin warmed her breasts. His rock-solid chest and stomach pressing against her made Abby want to kiss every single muscle. He pul ed her even tighter against him, his fingers flexing on her rear.
    “Once we start, I won’t be able to go back.”
    He sounded so serious, like he was trying to warn her. Abby wanted nothing more than to indulge in his masculine, sexy self for as long as he’d let her. “I only want to go forward, Gabriel,” she whispered as she kissed him. “Only forward.”
    Gabriel waved his hand over the candle to extinguish the flame. Kissing her jaw, he rasped. “Close your eyes and count to five.”
    She grinned. “This is new…”
    “Just count, sweetness,” he said, nipping lightly at her neck. Goosebumps scattered across her bare skin and she sighed, feeling more lighthearted and carefree than she’d ever felt with a man. Abby closed her eyes.
    “One, two, three…” Cool wind blew across her skin and she felt like they were running, but it seemed more like…flying. By the time she reached five and opened her eyes, Gabriel was setting her feet on the carpet in the upstairs bedroom. She laughed, completely taken by surprise. “Wow, I can’t believe how fast you did that. I felt like I was flying—”
    Gabriel kissed her, silencing her nervous babbling.
    Excitement pooled in her bel y as he slanted his lips across her mouth. She wanted to feel his skin sliding against hers just as intimately. Stepping back, Abby whipped off his T-shirt and tossed it to the floor. His hungry gaze devoured her body in a long leisurely sweep, making her shiver in anticipation.
    He stepped flush against her and ran his hands down her back, his long fingers and broad palms massaging the muscles. Then he slid his palms to her ribs and upward to press his thumbs along the sides of her breasts before he moved his hands lower and splayed his fingers around her waist, touching the tips of his fingers at the base of her spine. “So beautiful,” he whispered, before sliding his hands along her hips. Cupping her ass in a possessive hold, he pressed a tender kiss against her forehead. More than a little shaken by his attentive tenderness, Abby returned the favor, moving her hands up the ripped muscles along his back and across the bulge of his biceps to grip his wide shoulders. Pressing her lips to one of his pectorals, she flicked her tongue against a hard nipple, then stood on her toes to press a tender kiss to his lips. As she lowered her feet to the floor, she grabbed his jeans waistband and gave him a come-hither smile, tugging him in the direction of the chaise lounge. Once they’d reached the chaise, Abby felt a bit out of sorts. Normal y she just went with the flow with men, but with this one…she felt more on edge, like she couldn’t connect with him fast enough. She fumbled with his jeans button, but she managed to get it open and the zipper down. Her entire body shook and her legs began to tremble as she pushed the jean material and boxers out of the way. She’s never wanted a man as much as she did this one.
    Watching Gabriel step out of his clothes, his muscles flexing as he retrieved the condom from his pocket, was like viewing fine art in motion. He was so beautiful y proportioned, as though he’d been created just so others could stare in awe. Hard, wel -built legs gave way to trim hips. His upper body was sleekly muscled and twice the width of his narrow waist. Only fine dark hair sprinkled his chest, narrowing to a thin line that split his six-pack right down the middle. When she lifted her hand to touch his erection pointing toward his hard abs, he handed her the condom, his voice raw. “Not a good idea, Ab. The condom, sweetheart.”
    Abby glanced up and saw his jaw jutting slightly. He stood