The quickening pace of Beckett's hips, and the scrape of Kate's nails against his chest makes him gasp. Breaking the kiss with Beckett, he slides his cheek against Beckett's, leaning over her shoulder, trying to get closer to Kate.

His hips arch more to drive deeper, and he grips Beckett's thigh harder. His other arm he wraps around Beckett and reaches out to touch Kate's side, fingertips running against her ribs.