The man couldn't help but smirk at her arousal and the hint of frustration he heard. It was exactly what he'd wanted. The prim and poised FBI agent had met the night before was gone, replaced by his painting, moaning prey; that thought alone spurred Gabriel to do more, push her further.<br/><br/>He kissed down her body once more, training his tongue along her hot flesh, until he came to her soaked entrance. The scent was intoxicating and he found himself swiftly craving more. Pushing forward, he licked slowly and teasingly, intent on giving her just enough satisfaction to force her to crave more.