As much as Jean-Claude would love to just sit here for hours cradling Asher while watching Anita pleasure him, they do have a deadline, and a task (however enjoyable) that they must complete.

He takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly. As he does, he lowers the shields he had placed around Anita. The instant the shields come down, the ardeur washes over them like the tide across a breakwater.

Jean-Claude rides it like a pro, but it does not leave him unaffected as he feels the sudden and intense need to have his pants off now. He wriggles out from beneath Asher and peels off the rest of his clothing, not taking his eyes off the scene before him.