He was well aware that Layla and Lucas were touching one another and with her wriggling and moans, he wasn't surprised when she came. He could feel the way her body tensed, the way her skin flushed. He had heard Lucas, whispering to her softly before hand, but he hadn't heard what he'd said. Didn't matter. It obviously worked for Layla.
Jack smiled down at her as the kiss ended. She looked vulnerable and uncertain. He ran one thumb across her cheek and said, "The was beautiful, baby."
When she told him to kiss Lucas, panting against his skin and licking his lips, she resembled Desire Incarnate.
"If you want me to, Layla," he said softly. This was part of her fantasy, after all. "And if Lucas doesn't mind..." He sent the young man a heated look, not unlike the one he'd used during their chat at the swimming pool, while Layla was camping.