The Seduction (Finding Forever #2) - Jessie Jones Page 0,11
her ankle and dragged her to the edge of the table. Before she knew what was happening, the Brit had her sitting on the table and his mouth slammed on hers. Gillian moaned again in pleasure as she tasted herself on his tongue. Her hands roamed his body, and she found herself not being able to get close enough to him. Feeling the head of his enlarged dick rubbing against her clit had the doctor spreading her legs and wrapping them around his waist, all thoughts of the other men in the room gone.
"I'm going to fuck my pussy, kitten," John growled, breaking the kiss as he continued to rub his dick in between her lips. "While I fuck what belongs to me, you are going to suck Pat off."
"I don't belong to you," Gillian breathlessly moaned as he beat the tip of his cock against her throbbing clit. Her eyes locked with his, and the lust she saw there was replaced with something unreadable.
"Oh, but you do," John replied, a deep rage forming in the base of his spine at her refusal. This woman belonged to him, and he had no intentions of letting her go, book or no book. "And I'm going to prove it. Tell these men how much you want me, kitten."
Gillian shook her head in refusal, but it fell back in pure, sweet pleasure as John eased his cock deep within her core. John then pulled out slowly, only to plunge back in balls deep. He engaged in the sweet torture several more times before he pulled all but the tip of his dick out and froze. Sweat poured off him as he stilled his movements. When Gillian tried to slide him back into her warmth by undulating her own hips, John twisted her nipples before slapping each of the large, porcelain globes with his hand. Her passion filled, emerald eyes immediately shot to his as she moaned in frustration. John then loosely gripped her neck and brought her face close to his.
"Are you frustrated, kitten?" John asked with a sensual smile on his lips. Truth be told, he was on the edge himself and near the breaking point. He only hoped he could hold out longer than she could. "If you want me to fuck that pretty pink pussy, then you will tell these men how much you want me. Pat, come here. Kitten has something she wants to tell you."
The Irishman quickly walked around the table. His dick painfully throbbed as he slowly jerked it. He knew exactly what John wanted the witch to do, and John Kenric always got what he wanted. Patrick found himself wanting her name on his lips too, so to add to her torture, he began massaging her clit with his fingers. He kissed her softly on the lips before he whispered, "Tell Johnny what he wants to hear, sweetheart. The sooner you do, the quicker you get what you want."
Gillian's body was engulfed in flames! As Patrick massaged her clit and licked her nipples, John kept her vaginal opening stretched wide as he kissed her lips. Damn John for wanting her to beg! How dare he say that she belonged to him! Gillian Morgan belonged to no man! Although she had denied him with her words, her heart had melted into a puddle. John wanted her, and not only that, he wanted to keep her! Gillian wanted nothing more than to belong to him, but deep down, she also wanted Patrick. Damn your stubborn pride, Gillian shouted at herself as her pussy wept and pulsed with painful pleasure! She wanted these two men, and tonight, if only for one night, she would belong to them and only them. Gillian could hate herself in the morning when she was leaving London.
"Please," she heard herself whisper in a hoarse, soft voice.
"Please what, kitten?" John smiled in male dominance as he rubbed his bearded face against hers and Patrick stepped back, eager to watch Gillian beg.
"John, pleaseā¦fuck me." The ebony haired woman whispered through clenched teeth as she attempted to move her hips to take John's cock in deeper, but her actions were instantly stopped by the Brit.
"Sounds like she wants us to fuck her, Johnny." Patrick wickedly smiled as he stroked his dick with slow, long movements.
"Aye, it does, boyo," John huskily replied as he hungrily licked his lips. He looked deep into the depths of her green eyes, and he could see that she was suffering sexually. He