Jim bites his bottom lip and watches her face. This look suits her, and it's all the better because he knows not many men get to see it.

Then he's reminded that Eric gets to see it, which is annoying, but he's not about to let it ruin a good time. He doesn't press harder seeing as she obviously likes what he's doing already, but does push the heel of his hand over her clit as he unzips his flies.

'Sort the condom out for me me, would you? It's in my pocket.'

If she can.

'I don't think you want me to stop to do it.'