"Mmhmmmm." Once Gabriel's lips were locked against his, Lindsey sped up his strokes so that he was jerking the angel off rapidly. He could sense the angel was very close, and he wanted their lips to still be joined when Gabriel finally came. Lindsey wanted to eat up his cries, know that he did this to the all powerful archangel, him, Lindsey McDonald and no one else.

Going maddeningly fast now, he brushed over Gabriel's head with every other stroke to prompt him to let go.

He wanted to know that he had that sort of power to drive someone mad with desire for him.

Lindsey needed it, as much as he needed to breathe.