Page 355 of John + Siena: The Complete Duet

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Eight weeks later …

“Oh, my God, John,” Siena breathed. “We have to get ready for our dinner. Everybody will be here at—”

“No,” her husband replied, his voice gruff and thick in her ear. “What I need is for you to come again. And then maybe again, but if you keep squeezing my dick like that with your pussy, you’re going to make me bust a nut before I can get you off a third time.”

Shivers raced all over her body. Thrusts accompanied every single one of his words. He fucked her from behind, bent over his desk, with her hands wrapped in one of the two silk ties she’d brought in for him earlier.

Siena knew exactly how this moment happened—those damn ties. Or rather, just the one. She brought him in two options to choose from to wear for the dinner they were throwing for his family where they would announce the pregnancy. She dared him to do anything but a solid color, and he dared to ask if he could just do anything with the tie instead.

So, here they were.

Not that she was going to complain about this. Fuck. She loved nothing more than when John let go of all his control and let loose on her.

Really fucked her.

Just like he was doing then.

It wasn’t entirely the fault of the tie seeing as how it seemed like the moment her husband knew she was pregnant, he just couldn’t get enough of her. John could be insatiable on his good days, but this was something else entirely.

She loved it.

“Yeah,” John muttered behind her, “one more time, or maybe two.”

“God.”

Her moan melted into a high whine.

“Just John tonight, babe.”

He would kill her like this.

It’d be a glorious death, though.

“You don’t have to rush. Have a seat and let me plate some food. There’s no reason for you to run yourself ragged over a dinner, Siena. I can help. I know how overwhelming this family can be to cook for when we’re all in the same house.”

At the same time Siena’s mother-in-law tried to get her to relax, the doorbell for their home rang yet again. She passed Jordyn a look and added on a sigh for good measure. Just because. As if pregnancy didn’t make her exhausted enough—good God, could she sleep any more than she did now?—this dinner so she and John could announce their pregnancy to their family as a whole was going to have her sleeping for a good day or more. She could tell already.

Not that Jordyn knew she was pregnant.

Not yet, anyway.

Soon.

“Thanks,” Siena said to Jordyn as the noise picked up in the living room and the dining room at the same time. The Marcello family really was huge when they all got together in the same space. One didn’t notice as much when they were spread out, but John and Siena didn’t have a mansion in the hills to give a bit of space. Maybe they should, though … “But I knew what I signed up for with this. If you could plate some more food while I get that door, however, I would be forever grateful.”

Jordyn laughed and nodded where she stood behind the kitchen island. “I can definitely do that. No worries.”

“You’re a life saver.”

“No. Just your loving mother-in-law.”

Siena grinned. “I did get kind of lucky with you, huh?”

Jordyn shrugged. “Well, we wives had a good role model of our own, to be honest. Go get the door—I promise the kitchen is handled.”

“Perfect.”