Page 135 of Disgrace

“Are you still thinking about the cake?”

John grimaced because, yeah, he kind of was. He really wanted some of that, and it wasn’t just going to go away because he knew he was being irrational. “I can’t—”

“Help it, yeah. I know. How about I distract you instead?”

Her tone dripped with sex.

It couldn’t be missed.

John grinned. “I’ll give you a head start.”

Siena cocked a brow. “A head start?”

“Mmm, make it to the bed, and I’ll bend you over. Let me catch you, and you’ll suck me off and get fucked right then and there.”

Her eyes widened, and glinted with lust. “That sounds like a win-win for me.”

“Me, too. You get three seconds. Go.”

John’s attention switched from chocolate cake to sex just like that. All it took was Siena darting away from him with a sexy, teasing wink thrown back over her shoulder. Her robe flicked outward as she spun around the island, and gave him the briefest peek at the swell of her bare ass.

Damn.

“You’re not wearing panties?” he called after her.

“Nope.”

Sweet and sexy all at once.

John groaned. “That’s unfair. Had I known that, I wouldn’t have given you a head start, Siena.”

“Too late!”

Her voice echoed to him from outside the kitchen.

“Fucking tease.”

Then, Siena’s head popped back in the entryway of the kitchen. “Better make it worth my while, John.”

Just as fast, she was gone again.

“Yep, time’s up, babe.”

Only her laughter answered him back.

John discarded clothing as he headed after Siena. He didn’t really have that much on, anyway. A cotton shirt, and sleep pants. Like her, he hadn’t pulled anything on underneath his nighttime clothes. His shirt hit the kitchen floor, and by the time he got to the staircase and could see Siena just reaching the top, he had shoved his sleep pants down, too.

Siena left her robe hanging off the bannister. He caught sight of her bare tits as she turned at the top of the stairs, and then quickly disappeared. But not before she graced him with a sensual smile that promised all kinds of sin.

Jesus.

“You’re going to kill me, donna.”

“I love you too much for that.”

John rounded the top of the stairs only to be tackled from the side by Siena. Her unexpected attack came out of nowhere. He expected her to be down the hall in the bedroom, but apparently, that was not her plan.

He lost his footing, but somehow managed to keep ahold of both of them as they tumbled to the floor. His dark laughter lit up the hallway, but it quickly turned into a low groan when Siena’s lips found his throat.