Brit growled in primal lust and his cock hardened as Gillian's breast rubbed against his chest. He broke the kiss momentarily to run a path of kisses with his hot, wet mouth down her neck and shoulders. Wanting her to feel how much he needed her, he wrapped her legs around his waist so she could feel the bulge pressing through his jeans.
Trailing his tongue up Gillian's neck to her ear, he bit on the lobe before he growled, "Do you feel that, kitten? I need you. Tell me you need me."
Gillian hated the way her body was betraying her, but she did want John. She was beyond angry with him, but her body craved him like an addict. How many times had she wished for this very moment? If John didn't want her, then why was he having her followed? Pushing aside the questions in her mind and the hurt she was feeling, she undulated her hips slowly against his massive erection. Her body needed him at this moment, so her pride be damned! Right now, she was willing to take John any way she could get him!
"I need you, John!" Gillian breathlessly responded, her weeping pussy going through her underwear and onto the zipper of the Brit's jeans. Feeling John's grip easing on her hands, her mouth captured his as her small hand traveled down between them to undo the buckle of his jeans. Pulling out his large, throbbing cock, she stroked the head and shuddered at the precum she felt dripping there. Before she knew what was happening, he had torn off her underwear and buried his cock deep inside of her core. As soon as the tip of his dick reached her womb, he pulled it out slowly, only to push it back in roughly with a grunt.
Wrapping her legs tightly around his waist, Gillian undulated her hips to match the speed of his. John broke the kiss to bury his head against her long, slender neck as he pumped in and out of her hot core. He felt Gillian's fingers raising his t-shirt to play with his nipples as her tongue played with his ear while he pumped her dripping wet pussy faster and faster. Just when he began to feel his balls tighten, she let out a scream as the intense orgasm tore through her voluptuous body. John groaned in male satisfaction as her vaginal walls pulsed and contracted around his cock, adding to his pleasure. With one final deep push into her womb, his cock exploded inside of her. The Brit gritted his teeth and growled as his body rode the intense wave of the orgasm. His legs felt like Jello as his kitten stroked his broad shoulders and back and placed soft kisses on his neck. John inhaled her flowery scent and allowed it to wash over him as every last drop of cum emptied into her core. When his breathing was back to normal, John pulled out his softening cock and put Gillian back on her feet. His mouth found hers as he placed kisses on her petal soft lips.
Breaking the kiss, John looked into her emerald eyes as he softly smiled and said, "You don't know how many times I have jacked off to you in the past few days, kitten. Fuck, I needed this." When Gillian started to squirm in his arms, he stilled her movements as his grip on her tightened. "You misunderstand me, kitten. What I should have said is I needed you. I know you are angry at me, and you should be. I was a complete and total bastard to you, and I'm sorry. While I would rather we stay like this, I know we should talk. I think we can work this out. How about we get dressed and grab some dinner?"
Gillian was touched by the sincerity and vulnerability she saw in the depths of his chestnut colored eyes. Even though he was not verbally begging her, his eyes were. She did want to talk to John. Even though she was still angry and hurt, Gillian wanted the Brit in her life. She had missed him and knew deep down in her heart that she loved him. Gillian couldn't even understand the feelings she was having but knew they went beyond a mere fascination with him. Regardless of how the two had met or the way John had treated her, Gillian wanted this man.
Wanting to reassure him, she kissed him softly on the lips