While Pike pulled her closer, Faith's hands slid into his hair and tangled themselves. She'd never let someone do what he was doing-just kiss her the way he was, especially on her neck. Hell, before it had all about the straight sex, and nothing but.
But when Pike did things like he did right now, forcing her to go a little slower, and to feel-her stomach twisted ever so slightly. Her hands slowly slid back down his back again and slid into the back of his jeans. Her fingers slid into his boxers and pulled him closer as well, rocking softly against him.