Chapter 9
At some point,she grew aware of the sound of footsteps on the stairs,and the odd sensation of being watched.She turned away from Brandt’s kiss,letting his lips trail over her jaw to suckle behind her ear,and glanced over at the staircase that descended into the kitchen.
Jack stood on the landing,watching them,an inscrutable look on his face.
She imagined the view from where he stood—herself spread-eagle on the table,her legs folded neatly under Brandt’s pale ass as if offering it up to Jack.Those twin mounds of flesh had to be inviting to him,no matter how mad the two men were at each other.She knew Jack wasn’t looking at her but at the dark crevice between Brandt’s ass cheeks and the downy hair that curved in on either side as if leading the way down to his puckered hole.
With a seductive smile,Lori waved him over.