Chapter 70

“Oh my God…Gideon…love this…love you…you feel so good…so good…” Words just kept spilling out, as though he could tell Gideon all about the searing sensation that heated his blood. As though he could convey how much he appreciated every second they were together, and how greedy he was for more, and how at moments like this, he would do, promise, swear to anything.

Gideon pulled back, but the absence of his tongue was replaced by a pair of fingers pushing into his ass. He looked up the length of Jesse’s body, his eyes nearly black with desire, and nodded toward the nightstand.

“Get the lube.”