She makes an abrupt moan against Arthur's mouth. Being nipped by him and the more forceful movements of Eames' hand is a bit more roughness then she'd expected this time around, but she's not going to complain.

When she feels that wet touch on the only place on her that's never been touched, she draws in a long breath. Nothing hurts, it's just new. Her hips miss the rhythm they had, and get hand skips a beat. She starts moving her hand again, but keeps her hips still for the moment.