Chapter 22 Gabriel's Rhythm Turned Almost Savage

• My voice rose into open, shameless moans that the ocean wind carried across the upper deck. I didn’t care who heard. The second night, the public corner, the crazy angle of my leg hooked high on the glass, all of it only made the pleasure sharper.
• Gabriel fucked me like he was trying to brand the memory into my body for the rest of my life.
• He reached between us with his free hand and rubbed tight, ruthless circles over my swollen clit in time with every deep thrust.