“Oh…” Jesse panted. “Oh…Gideon…I’m…”
He was trying to warn Gideon, desperate not to let this end, but Gideon created hard suction around his shaft, and Jesse exploded deep in his throat, his cock jerking several times against Gideon’s rough tongue.
The manacles rattled from how hard Jess was shaking, but Gideon didn’t move off his cock even when he’d stopped coming. Instead, he sucked at it, slipping his tongue into the slit to chase stray droplets. Only when Jesse started softening did he pull off.
Gideon stood and stepped back, putting several inches between them. If he tried, Jess imagined he might be able to push himself enough to gain contact, but his muscles failed him, and he only watched as Gideon undid his pants.
“My turn,” he said simply.
Fresh hope burned in Jesse’s gut, but Gideon didn’t advance. He stood there, eyes heavy on Jess, and fisted his cock, stroking it in long, hard pulls from tip to root.