Gabriel stretches out beneath Anthony, one hand pressed to the headboard to make sure he won't run into as Anthony fucks him. It's perfect, and as their brows meet, Gabriel tangles his free hand in Anthony's hair. He never wants this feeling to stop.

His thighs tighten against Anthony's sides and all that exists is the way this man feels over top him, inside him. Gabriel tries another kiss but it only lasts a moment before he needs to breathe.