That kiss wasn't good enough. Eric wrapped his hand around Harry's neck and pulled his mouth onto his. It wasn't enough. Using his weight, he pushed him back against the driver side door without giving up his mouth. The steering wheel pinched his flesh against his ribs, but he ignore it in favor of Harry's warm, wet mouth. Every kiss led to Eric wanting more.
Pam burbled something into that kiss, but she couldn't remember what she was saying. She spread her legs to rub against John's leg as her nails dug into the soft flesh of his ass. His pants saved him from bleeding.