The Seduction (Finding Forever #2) - Jessie Jones Page 0,33

ecstasy as he eased his cock into the entrance of her tight cunt and fully embedded himself inside of her. The Brit then cupped her face gently and commanded, "Look at me, kitten." When her emerald eyes met his, he kissed her lips before saying, "I know you're tired and I am going to let you rest soon, but first I want to fuck your pussy while Pat slips inside that beautiful ass."

As John's words permeated her tired, cloudy mind, she felt Patrick behind her as he ran kisses up her spine. Feeling him rub his cock in between her cheeks had her shaking her head. "No, John. You both won't fit. I can't," she whispered, pushing at his chest with her bound hands.

John slipped her bound hands over his head before his mouth found hers. As he deepened the kiss, he felt Gillian begin to undulate against his groin as her hands toyed with his ebony hair. The Brit knew he had weakened her defenses and wasn't playing fair but also knew Gillian would like the feel of both men inside of her at once. Breaking the kiss, he whispered in her ear, "Pat and I will both fit, kitten, and I promise you will enjoy the way it feels. I know you're afraid, but we only want to bring you pleasure. The two of us will go slowly. All you need to do is tell us to stop, and we will. You said you trust me, right?"

Gillian pulled back to stare into John's darkened eyes, loving the way his gaze ran over her body and warmed the very depths of her soul. His eyes were the color of dark molasses, and she could see how much he wanted her in there. Gillian did feel fear, but she wanted to please John more. She had never had anal sex before tonight, and she had enjoyed that immensely. The American swore she saw something more than lust in the Brit's eyes, but he was quick to shield them from her. He was a beautiful man, and if she was being truthful, Gillian wanted nothing more than to crawl inside of his chest and never leave. It was too bad she was going to have to do just that in the morning.

Leaning forward, she rubbed her breasts against John's hairy chest. She ran her tongue up the vein that pulsed in his neck before running it along his bottom lip. She smiled when John growled as she pulled the skin with her teeth. With her mouth hovering above his, she said, "I trust you. Make love to me."

John let out a loud growl of dominance as he slammed his mouth on hers. As his tongue mated with hers, he gripped her hips in his large, scarred hands so he could begin lifting her up and down. The stunning American woman cried out as Patrick gripped her long ebony hair in his hands and jerked her head back. His hot mouth found her neck and shoulders as John massaged both of her breasts in his hands while she rode him.

At her ear, the Irishman growled, "Tonight, you belong to us, kitty. I need you to relax and let me inside."

Gillian turned her head to kiss Patrick's cheek before John stilled their movements. Patrick pulled away a moment as John spread her ass while he devoured her neck. Gillian then felt the Irishman rub a warm liquid on her anus before he inserted two of his wide fingers in her. The gorgeous blond giant then positioned himself between her cheeks as he rubbed the mushroom shaped head up and down the exposed skin. Gillian told herself to relax as Patrick eased the engorged head of his cock into her anus. Just as Patrick did this, John's hand slipped in between their bodies to rub her sensitive clit. Her pussy walls flooded as the Brit manipulated her cunt and the Irishman fully embedded himself in her tight, warm ass. Patrick gritted his teeth at the most glorious sensations coursing through his body as Gillian's perfect form hugged him like a tight glove. Sweat rolled down his face and chest as he allowed the woman to get used to his size. He could already feel his balls seizing up in preparation for an orgasm.

Gillian felt her thighs quivering at the euphoric intensity of having the two men inside of her. What began as a painful, uncomfortable sensation was quickly becoming an intense, burning pressure that