The Seduction (Finding Forever #2) - Jessie Jones Page 0,32

have been times that you and Patrick have been talking about me this evening. I don't want to be a bone of contention between the two of you. The last thing I want is to come between you and Patrick."

John leaned down and placed a soft kiss on her lips. Damn, this woman was perfect! She had tapped into what was happening between him and Pat without either man uttering a word. He could see in her eyes that she was speaking the truth. Gillian genuinely cared about his relationship with the Irishman. Again, his cock twitched to life as his eyes left hers to momentarily look at the other man. His brother was clearly feeling the same way he was. Neither man really wanted to admit it, but the American beauty could very well be the one to monogamize the two billionaires.

John's eyes were still on Patrick's as he said, "No one could ever come between us, kitten. I love the Irish bastard like a brother. Sometimes he simply pisses me off. As for you, sweetheart, we just have a difference of opinion." When Patrick nodded at John in acknowledgement of his apology, the Brit's eyes found hers once again. His finger trailed down the middle of her chest to trace one pert nipple. "However, one thing we can agree on is how much we want you. Let's show kitten just how much, shall we, Pat?"

Gillian's vaginal walls clenched and pulsed when she immediately felt her clit begin to hum with pleasure. She could not believe that she was ready to make love to the Brit again. Her eyes left John's to look at Patrick. The expression on the man's beautiful face was unreadable as he made his way around the opposite side of the bed. She could feel the lust rolling off him as he grabbed her foot that was sticking out of the covers and dragged her to the edge of the bed. Gillian knew that Patrick was sexually attracted to her, but it was hard to tell exactly what he thought of her, but she didn't think he liked her. Regardless of what he thought of her, Patrick wanted to fuck her, and the feeling was more than mutual.

The Irishman wasted no time covering Gillian's body with his as his hot, hungry mouth found hers. When he broke the kiss, his mouth quickly moved south to her neck and breasts. She moaned at the feel of his massive erection intimately pressing against her vaginal walls. When she reached out her arms to grip his blond, curly hair, John grabbed them and pinned them down above her head on the bed. Opening her lips to protest, John captured her mouth with his in a passionate kiss as she felt Patrick's mouth blazing a trail down her stomach to her core. Gillian's pussy wept with anticipation as John's tongue mated with hers and Patrick's slid up and down her inner thighs. She nearly bucked off the bed when the Irishman's mouth finally found her dripping wet pussy and his tongue began lapping feverishly at her clit.

The stunning woman cried out in total surrender as John broke the kiss only to hungrily whisper in her ear, "Does Pat's tongue feel good on your cunt, kitten? Just wait until you have both of our cocks inside of you."

John then kissed her lips once more before he climbed up on the bed. He took her discarded underwear and quickly tied her wrists together. The Brit sat on his knees and towered over her as he caressed her face lightly with one hand and began stroking his enormous dick with the other. Her eyes feasted on his movements as he rubbed the tip, oozing with precum, around her hardened nipple.

She heard herself hoarsely whisper, "You're beautiful, John," seconds before the orgasm ripped through her body and hot, salty cream poured into Patrick's hungry mouth. She bucked and thrashed about wildly and would have come off the bed as pleasure overtook her had it not been for John holding down her arms. The legs she had wrapped around Patrick's shoulders relaxed as he removed his mouth from her overly sensitive cunt and kissed a trail down one bare leg to her foot. Her tired, over stimulated muscles ached as the orgasm began to subside, but her pussy continued to pulse slightly.

Before Gillian could close her eyes and go to sleep, John hauled her up so she could straddle his lap. He groaned in