His breathing got heavier with every kiss on her neck and every movement against his hip. He was hard against her hips now. It was difficult to hold back, difficult to resist the urge to position himself and slip into her. Instead he found her entrance with his fingers and let them slide inside. He did not need to probe if she was wet enough for it not to hurt. Of course she was. Her appetite had always matched his and sometimes even outdid his own. He loved that about her.
A smirk formed on his lips and he imagined her watching him. As he imagined her satisfying herself to the smell and the sound of sex. "Then I shall not keep it from you. But, tell me, are you content with being a witness or is it a more active role you seek." Another tap to her forehead and this time the image of three people sprang alive in her mind. Shannon had joined the two men in their kissing and touches.