Gabriella Banks Doesn't Care At This Point

In the afterglow of their passionate encounter, Gabriella and her lover lay entwined, their naked bodies still slick with sweat. As she traced lazy circles on his chest with a fingertip, she felt a contentment wash over her that she hadn't experienced in a long time. This man knew how to make her feel wanted, desired, and cherished.Her heart fluttered as she remembered the taste of his skin, the sound of their moans mingling in the air. The way he had looked at her with such intensity, as if she was the only person in the world who mattered. It was in those moments that she felt truly alive.She leaned in to press a soft kiss against his neck, breathing in his unique scent."I don't want this to ever end," she whispered, her voice hoarse from pleasure. Her words were met with a soft chuckle from him as he continued his ministrations, lost in the moment of giving her so much joy.