She leaned into the kiss, aware again of the renewed hardness in Jack's lap. He rocked his hips beneath her, causing the tip of his cock to grind against the seam of her sex. She gasped, her nails biting into his shoulders as she clung to him. They were already pressed as tightly together as two people could be, but she tried to get closer anyway. If they were going to risk their lives hunting down a psychotic killer, she wasn't going to deny Jack or herself this. Slowly, she reached below with her newly healed hand, wrapping her fingers around his shaft.