Page 325 of John + Siena: The Complete Duet

She didn’t think she could come again.

John had a different opinion. “You sure fucking can.”

It took longer for the fourth orgasm to come. It took her fingers toying between her thighs, while he fucked her hard enough to make her bones ache in the best way. It took two of his fingers stuffed into her ass while he yanked her hair back, and whispered the dirtiest things in her ear.

God.

She loved all of it.

She didn’t hurt a bit.

She really was just fine.

“Fuck, yeah.”

She heard John’s grunt through her mindless, pleased haze a second before his warm cum painted her back. His hand pressed hard against her shoulders, and she could feel the tremor working its way through his body just from the pressure alone as he tried to keep himself upright.

Siena laughed.

John chuckled, too.

“I still said what I said,” she said, tasting sex and love on her tongue. “And I meant it—I am fine, John.”

“Don’t push me, Siena.”

“Who else will?”