She knows she's wet, she also knows how little it takes to get her there. Still, she's tight, and him pushing into her forces the sound from her in an almost-protest of the violation. Except it isn't bad. Gabriel knows her body better than she does, and even with that silent order, she's making soft sounds on every exhalation, moaning for him even though she can't move from the spot.

Claudia closes her eyes, biting down on her lower lip to try to muffle at least some of it as every powerful thrust runs over that one electric spot, making sure to send the pleasure of it racing through her without any chance of release.