Jesse nearly whimpered, his cock twitching and jerking, like it was being tugged on a string. He put his tongue out, licking a drop of come from his cheek as it rolled down his face. He put a hand up to wipe it away, but Gideon caught his wrist, a simple shake of his head enough to stop him. “Gideon…” Jesse didn’t mean it to happen, but it came out as an almost desperate plea
Gideon used his hold to pull Jess back to his feet. “I didn’t think it was possible,” he said. “But you look even more delicious.”
He leaned in and licked a path along Jesse’s cheek. Before Jess made a sound, Gideon sealed their mouths together, his come-coated tongue thrusting inside.
Jesse sucked Gideon’s tongue into his mouth like he sucked Gideon’s cock, eagerly capturing every drop that had been denied him. He was overheated, flushed, and he knew it had nothing to do with the summer night’s humidity. Jesse’s hand snuck up to hold the back of Gideon’s head, his fingers curling into Gideon’s skin.