The Seduction (Finding Forever #2) - Jessie Jones Page 0,9

well. However, you don't become the king of the underworld without picking up a few tricks yourself." John then laid down his cards and smiled. "Four kings, love. Looks like you lost."

"No!" Gillian exclaimed although her nipples were already becoming hard nubs with the thought of having John's cock in her. She had honestly thought she was going to win. How the hell could she sleep with John in front of his friends? "You cheated, dammit!"

"I would not have pegged you for a sore loser, Gillian." John smiled before leaning back in his chair and crossing his legs. "You lost, sweetheart, and now it's time to pay up. Come to me, kitten."

Gillian's heart was about to beat out of her chest. Every nerve ending in her body felt electrified. She watched John take a long drink of his beer before rubbing his bearded chin. His eyes were intense and full of lust. "I…can't…" she began as she cast her eyes down.

"You can and will, kitten. Come here now."

John's cock slammed against the zipper of his pants as he watched Gillian slowly stand up and make her way around the table. As she passed by Patrick, the Irishman pulled her down on his lap. Patrick's lips found hers as his hand gripped her neck. The growl caught in the back of his throat as she undulated her bottom against his groin. Just as he deepened the kiss, John grabbed her hand and pulled her off Patrick's lap. He kissed her lips before walking around her in a slow circle.

"Hmm, what to do first, Gillian," the gorgeous Brit huskily said as his hand traveled across her breasts before sliding down her stomach. "Do I have you suck my cock, or do I finally fuck that beautiful cunt? Let's start with you taking off your clothes while Pat and I watch. Be a good girl and hop up on the table." As she began to tremble and open her mouth to speak, John put his fingers against her lips. "Keep your eyes on me as you take off your dress. You'll enjoy every moment of tonight, I promise. I wouldn't hurt you, kitten."

As Gillian stepped back to do as he ordered, John said in fluent Italian, "I'm going to need a little room, boys, and Gillian needs some space. Benito, you and Kin move farther away. Pat, you come sit across from me."

Gillian watched the men move and knew that John had ordered the change. It made her feel better knowing that Benito and Kin had moved. At least in her mind, she could pretend it was just the three of them. She then stepped up into a chair to stand on the table. Slowly and deliberately, Gillian reached down to pull the form fitting dress up her thighs, stomach, and then over her head. She watched John's eyes blacken with lust before she undid her strapless, black bra and allowed it to fall to the floor. Standing only in diamonds and heels, John motioned with his finger for her to turn around. Swallowing the lump in her throat, she did as he ordered. As her eyes found Patrick, Gillian found the man rubbing his hardened cock through his pants. When the Irishman's eyes met hers, Gillian felt her pussy flood again as it pulsed with need and excitement.

"Isn't she stunning, Pat?" John asked in Gaelic as he too rubbed his painful erection through his pants. "Gillian's body was made for hard, intense fucking, and now she belongs to us."

"Absolutely breathtaking, Johnny," Patrick replied, feeling hot and sweaty. Her body was perfectly designed for sin. Her breasts were round and large, her hips full and wide. Gillian's skin was porcelain and flawless, and the little strip of hair between her legs was glistening with her juices. He was going to enjoy tonight, and then the good doctor would be on her way. "But you talk as though Gillian will be staying longer than tonight. Not possible, mate. We enjoy her tonight, and then she leaves tomorrow after giving us the book."

John said nothing in response to his brother's remark. The Irishman wanted the woman as much as he did, but for some reason, he was fighting it. Somehow, he didn't think Patrick would be as eager to let the American go in the morning. John was going to have to make sure and change his mate's mind. With a seductive smile on his face, he commanded, "Get on your knees, sweetheart, and crawl