Seducing Jane Porter by Dominique Adair Read Free Book Online

breasts…”
    Shoving his hand up her skirt, he tore her stockings and the delicate crotch of her panties. He was wild with the need to touch her, to feel her arousal against his hand.
    “What if someone walks in?”
    “Isn’t that part of the game? The allure of possibly being caught by a stranger as I fuck you?”
    She moaned, her emerald eyes were dilated and her mouth was rosy from his kisses. Dipping his fingers into her cunt, he was pleased to feel she was already wet.
    “Yes, I want someone to see us,” she panted.
    Her eager fingers managed to undo his belt then open the fly. His cock sprang into her ready hands and they both groaned when her fingers closed around him.
    “That’s what I want to hear.”
    “Really?” Lily leaned away, her cheeks were flushed. “You’re an exhibitionist?”
    “Among other things.”
    Her green eyes widened. “You surprise me, Jean Jacques. I would’ve never guessed that of you.”
    He nibbled on her lower lip while his finger began to slowly fuck her sweet pussy.
    “We all have our secrets,” he murmured. “Now, are you just going to stand there with my cock in your hand or would you like to make his acquaintance?”
    A slow smile touched her lovely mouth, and she gently squeezed his cock. Her grip was firm and knowledgeable as she began moving her hand in slow, gentle strokes. The rush of lust to his crotch was dizzying, and when she licked her lips, he knew he was in serious lust.
    “So, my big man was jealous of that Austrian boy?”
    He didn’t miss the tone of satisfaction in her voice. Her thumb caressed the sensitive head of his cock, and he was afraid he’d spill himself right then and there. Damn woman, she was going to think he was an untried schoolboy. His teeth gritted, and he threw back his head when she settled into an easy rhythm.
    “I like that,” she purred. “Knowing you don’t want any other man touching me, kissing me.”
    With her other hand, she cupped his balls, giving them a dainty jiggle and a gentle squeeze. Her fingers were magic and he felt as if he’d fly apart. His breathing increased.
    “I have to admit, I do wonder if Antonio is a good kisser. I mean, the man has a magnificent mouth—”
    Rage warred with lust. How dare she hold his cock and allow another man’s name to pass her lips. His chin came down and he pinned her with an affronted glare.
    “You will speak of no other man than me,” he commanded.
    Her eyes narrowed and he knew she was pissed.
    “You did not just say that to—”
    Grabbing her by the hips, he picked her up. She gasped and reached for his neck to keep her balance. Swinging her around, they hit the wall with a thud, his cock nestled against her sweet pussy.
    “Do you hear me?” he growled.
    “Y-yes.”
    With a roar, he entered her with the clumsy grace of an animal in rut. Together they moaned as his cock descended into her lush cunt. She was liquid silk surrounding him, pulling him down into the carnal darkness. Her legs wrapped around his waist and she arched her back, pressing her pussy into him, her clit in direct contact with his raging cock.
    “No man will touch you ever again, Lily.” He growled as his hips began to thrust. “No man but me.”
    A long, hungry sigh was her response.
    “You’re mine, you will give yourself to me.”
    “Yes.” Her voice was high and thin. “I’m yours, Jean Jacques.”
    Burying his face in her throat, his mind went blank of everything except the woman trapped between him and the wall. His cock slid in and out of her sweet cunt, and his breath hissed through his teeth. Her capitulation was enough to send him over the edge all too soon. His release tore through him in a tidal wave of heat, and a hoarse cry exploded from his mouth.
    Beneath him she tightened, her body spasmed around his, drawing out his release. Her breathy cries mingled with his and his hips slowed.
    The moment passed and Jean Jacques felt both elated and drained. He raised his head high