Chapter 21

Gideon ran his hand up Jesse’s arm, the leather leash snaking along behind to send a cascade of shivers down Jesse’s spine. His gaze flickered from Jesse’s to the collar, and then lower for a fraction of a second. “From the scent of you, I know you followed at least one of my instructions.” His eyes were black with desire when he lifted them again. “What about the others?”

Jesse swallowed. “To the letter.”

Shaving had been ridiculously difficult. First, wielding a sharp razor blade in the vicinity of his balls made him nervous—what if he nicked himself? Second, every time he thought why he was shaving, his cock jerked, increasing the chances of nicking himself considerably. It would have been infinitely easier without the erection, but he didn’t want to violate the first instruction in order to achieve the second.

“Though it wasn’t easy.”