her. Instead of pushing him off, Gillian welcomed him by caressing his muscular back as every drop of semen filled her.
"Mmm, kitten." John smiled, kissing her softly on the cheek as the sensations began to dissipate. "That was absolutely amazing. I think I'll keep you. Any objections?"
Gillian softly chuckled as her eyes began to close on their own. She was suddenly so sleepy, and her tired body was fully immersed in a peaceful bliss. "Nope," she quietly whispered in response. "Who knows, Bear, maybe you'll fall in love with me."
John raised his head to look at her lovely, delicate face. He was not surprised to see her eyes closed and her breathing becoming even. Placing a soft kiss on her lips, he whispered in Gaelic, "I already have, kitten." He then nuzzled close to her before falling into a deep, tranquil sleep himself.
Chapter 8
Tiptoeing into the bedroom, Gillian carried the large, silver tray of food. A smile touched her flawless face as her eyes found the gorgeous, British man lying on his stomach sound asleep in the king-sized bed. Setting the tray on the bedside table, she licked her lips as she climbed in beside him. Her body was still tingling from her night of delicious sex with John Kenric. After she had fallen asleep in his arms, he had wakened her once more in the early hours with his tongue between her legs. She had wanted John deep inside of her but was too sore to let him. Gillian lightly traced her fingers around the tattoos that marked John's muscular back and arms. She still could not believe that this man had come to France in order to get her back. Not only had he wanted to see her, but John wanted her to move in with him and start a relationship. Truth be told, Gillian was still having trouble wrapping her mind around the thought of living with John, but she was going to push her worries aside and trust him. Gillian would feel so much more secure if John loved her, but maybe that would come in time.
Straddling one of the Brit's brawny, powerful thighs, Gillian pulled back the covers to expose his tight, tanned backside. Her throat went dry when her fingers trailed the muscular lines of his sexy ass. The billionaire didn't have an ounce of fat on his body. She had struggled to get out from under him this morning to make breakfast. Initially, John had mumbled something in his sleep before pulling her even closer to him. However, after sensing that he was back in a deep sleep, Gillian made her move. Now, here she sat with breakfast beside them on the nightstand, straddling her lover. Because she wanted to, Gillian bent her head down and placed petal soft kisses on his ass and up his spine. Her warm, feminine core wept with arousal at her innocent actions. How could her pussy be so wet when it felt so well used? She knew the answer, she thought with a giggle. John Kenric was turning her into a raging nymphomaniac!
Beginning to stir slightly, the Brit opened one chestnut eye and inhaled deeply. John could not believe how soundly he had slept, but then again, he had not slept since Gillian had left his home. A smile crossed his face when he felt the stunning American pressed to his back and placing kisses along his huge, broad shoulders. She smelled wonderful! John loved the way his kitten took care of him. He had never relinquished control during sex to anyone, but last night, he had allowed Gillian to make love to him. His woman was so soft, sensuous, and loving. John's body was still on overload from last night, and as her breasts rubbed his back again, his cock immediately hardened. Maybe his kitten was ready for a morning tumble. He definitely was!
In one quick motion, John had Gillian rolled under him and her legs spread apart. His lips softly and passionately tasted hers before he pulled back and flashed dimples at her, saying, "Kitten, you look good enough to eat this morning, and I am starving."
Sliding the sole of one foot down a meaty calf, she seductively wrapped her arms around his neck. "Well, then it's a good thing I made some breakfast. I can't have my Pooh Bear going hungry. What exactly would you like to start with?"
John propped himself up and looked down between their bodies at her beautiful, damp pussy. His