He growled again against Jack's mouth as Layla bit his neck. Kissing Jack was different to kissing a woman. Certainly not a bad different, just different. Jack was certainly a good kisser.
He moaned hotly against his lips as they both had their hands in his hair. His hand on Layla's back slid up and down.
He rubbed against her again as she jerked in his lap.
He felt Jack smile against his lips and he continued to battle his tongue against Jack's. His hand on Jack's shirt slid up his neck and into his hair. He knew Layla was enjoying seeing what they were doing and that spurred him on.