Like Sam, Anne had long forgotten where they were. The feelings that Sam was causing in her body, though, she was completely aware of. Aware of and reaching towards.
"Going to, Sam," Anne panted. "For you. Right now."
The combination of his fingers and his body were too much for her. When it hit, her body tensed, her hands gripping his shirt where she'd been bracing herself against him. The clenching of her muscles around him went on and on until she finally gasped his name and rested her forehead on his.