Page 136 of Disgrace

Her kisses trailed lower over his chest, and down to his stomach. Her fingernails dragged soft lines down his skin, making his nerves come alive, and his skin heat under her touch.

She barely had to do anything at all to drive him crazy. A simple touch. A quick kiss. A lingering look. One of her softly whispered words.

Sex was one thing.

Sex with Siena was something else entirely for John.

“Jesus Christ,” he grunted when her hand snaked around his cock. A firm grip answered his harsh words, and then she stroked him as she leaned back up over his body at the same time. Her lips hovered over his, and her blue eyes locked with his gaze. “I think you like this, babe.”

“Hmm, what?”

“Getting the upper hand on me.”

“It doesn’t happen very often.”

“Do me a favor, huh?”

“What’s that?” Siena asked.

“Get your mouth on my dick before I fucking explode.”

Siena flashed him a smile, and without another word, she moved lower again. His fingers tangled into her hair as her mouth hovered over the head of his dick. Her tongue snaked out to strike against the tip, and taste him.

“Fucking tease,” he told her again.

“Barely.”

That was all she said before John lost his ability to breathe or speak. She took his cock in from the tip all the way to the base. He felt her throat muscles contract from how deep he was in her mouth, and then her lips closed around him.

Silken lips.

A rough tongue.

Hot wetness.

Christ.

“Love your fucking mouth,” he mumbled.

John swore he saw Siena try to grin around his cock. He lost sight of her eyes as she dipped her head back down and swallowed his cock again. He loved the feeling of her mouth tight around his dick, and the way her tongue stroked his shaft as she pulled him out of her mouth once more.

Still, he needed to see her.

“Look at me, Siena.”

Instantly, her eyes were back on him.

Blazing blue.

Raging lust.

Brimming love.

John tugged on Siena’s hair with one hand, and grabbed her arm with his other. Yanking her up, he pulled her into his kiss with bruising force. She straddled his waist, and let her fingernails rake over his pecs hard enough to leave stinging red streaks behind. Her wet cunt grinded against his erection in the best fucking way possible.

“Get on me, girl,” he growled against her lips. “Stop this fucking teasing, Siena.”

She didn’t need to be told again. Her hips shifted just the right way, and he positioned his cock where he wanted to be the very most. She fell down on his length with a sigh that melted into a satisfied moan.