The Seduction (Finding Forever #2) - Jessie Jones Page 0,15

that she was lying, and he couldn't understand why she was putting an emotional distance between them. He cracked his neck as he tried to control his rage. "Really, kitten? A lie? Tell me why I shouldn't bend you over and beat your pretty ass!" John half growled as he pulled his softening cock from her warmth. The Brit's anger rose as he watched her attempt to cover her naked body with her hands. He pushed her hands away from her body as he towered over her. When her eyes met his, he could tell that something was bothering her. Had one of them been too rough during sex? The last thing he wanted to do was hurt Gillian. Lifting her chin, John's tone was soft as he asked, "Kitten, what's wrong? Did we hurt you? Is that why you are choosing to lie to me?"

"No one hurt me, John," Gillian replied, wanting to reassure him. Her voice was barely audible. She hated seeing the anger in his chestnut colored eyes, so she reached out to stroke his bearded face. "Look, I'm just embarrassed, okay? I've never had sex with two men before, let alone in front of an audience. What is everyone going to think of me?"

"Everyone is going to think that you are magnificent, kitten, trust me. I know every man in this room wishes he was me," John replied, feeling relieved that he had not hurt her. He pulled her into his arms and cupped her bottom in his large hands before his lips found hers. Breaking the kiss, he pulled back and smiled. "You have no reason to be embarrassed, love. We are all adults here, and what happens here stays here. Plus, I hope you aren't calling it quits on me yet, kitten. After all, you and I are just getting started."

"Are we?" Gillian asked seductively as she rubbed her bare breasts against his chest. "Who knows, by the end of the night, you may be begging me, Mr. Kenric."

"We'll see, my darling kitten." John smiled as he spread her ass cheeks. "We'll see."

Chapter 2

Gillian threw back her head in laughter as she sat in the small, intimate circle of men. She hated to admit it, but she was having a wonderful time with John and Patrick. After cleaning up and leaving the game room, Gillian had joined the two men in a separate, guarded section of the mansion. The room was bigger than her last apartment and consisted of a small casino and a large bar. In the center of the room, was a stage with a smorgasbord of beautiful women dancing provocatively on stripper poles. The world's wealthiest men sat talking, drinking, and making deals on comfortable couches placed all throughout the room. Occasionally, Gillian would see a man and a scantily clad woman disappear into the dark corners of the room to engage in a variety of sexual acts. With all of these beautiful women around, Gillian was feeling a little insecure. However, every time she felt the emotion building, John or Patrick would kiss or caress her intimately. She chastised herself for her negative feelings because, not once, had she seen their eyes leave her or stray to another woman. Every time they glanced her way, she felt her insides melting. The two men were ridiculously handsome to look at, but their faces completely changed when they smiled.

Gillian was pulled from her thoughts as John cupped her face and placed a deep, passionate kiss on her lips. Ending the kiss, he smiled as he tapped her empty wine glass. "You appear to be out of champagne, kitten. Let's rectify that."

Already feeling tipsy, the ebony haired American opened her mouth to refuse, but he silenced her words with another intense kiss. As John ended the kiss, a scantily clad woman was already bringing another round of drinks. Feeling Patrick's heated gaze had Gillian looking at the Irishman and licking her lips. She was then roughly grabbed and jerked back on his lap. Gillian felt Patrick push aside her hair as his lips found her neck and his hands massaged her breasts through her dress.

John's dick hardened as he watched his best mate play with Gillian. He could tell by the looks on their faces that things were quickly progressing to sex. He wanted nothing more than to ravish his delicious kitten, but they had plenty of time for that. Taking a drink of his whiskey, John said in Gaelic, "You're losing control,