Chapter 6 Greedy Little Thing

• His control broke the minute I started to stroke Gabriel's hard dick.
• Gabriel's mouth slammed back onto mine, more vicious this time, teeth and tongue and pure primal need. His hand gripped mine, the one still wrapped around the thick, hard ridge of his cock through his board shorts. He guided my fingers upward, pressing them hard against his straining length so I could feel every pulse.
• The ship’s intercom crackled to life as the music reduced while the captain’s voice boomed through the speakers with a distorted, authoritative rasp. "Welcome to the Orgasm Party, where the first rule is no clothes allowed past this point."