Anita pulls back from Asher's mouth with a loud gasp, her nails scraping lightly at his chest.

"God!" she pants. "I need--" She watches Jean-Claude's mouth moving over Asher's skin, sees the eyes on her but so much lust and love inside Jean-Claude...

For Asher... for her...

"I need the clothes gone," she breathes roughly. "All of them. We can slow down once there's flesh, but I need to touch you both, feel you both, see you both touch one another!"