"What are you talking about? I meant s-sunscreen." The lawyer stuttered when Gabriel attacked his neck, and closing his eyes, he could only groan at how those lips were raised light marks across his skin.

It was Lindsey's turn to widen his eyes when he felt that celestial ass grind against his crotch. Instantly, his partially awake manhood became a whole lot more interested. Did the angel want to switch spots? That too surprised him as well.

"I just meant... you wouldn't want to skimp out on the oil and cause skin burn."