It was safe to say no one had ever accused Faith of manners before. Or asking nicely. At least she hadn't surrendered totally and actually said 'please'. She was about to retort when finally finally he was inside her. Faith groaned more openly this time and pushed up against him, urging him in deeper and straining against the handcuffs again.
He felt so amazingly good. He always did and that was why Faith was refraining from kicking his ass for all the teasing. Because it still led to this, the incredible sensations running through her.
"Love you," she grinned as she looked up at him, humor as well as lingering frustration in her eyes, before reaching up to kiss him.