A faint moan of satisfaction could be heard when their lips met again. Faith slid her hands down his back until they rested on his newly bared hips. When his own hand shifted from her hair to her neck, her eyes slid shut again. She arched herself against him while locking one of her legs around his waist. It was obvious what she wanted.
Hell, by now, she needed it. Emotions she didn't understand swarmed through he body, but instead of taking the time to see what that meant, she tightened her gold on him to pull him closer. "Now," she whispered faintly as her eyes reopened and focused on his. She wasn't even aware that she'd spoken. All she knew was that it had to be right now.