Part of her almost wants him to stay slow, the easy pace a different kind of pleasure than pounding force. And yet she knows Gabriel won't hurt her, trusts that. He could have just left her, or treated her in the same way as most of the buyers interested in her that day would have, but instead, he'd been so good to her, and she wanted to repay that.

"So good," she breathed, eyes dark with pleasure, but not the glazed stupor she knew he could cause. "Like that, please..."