Chapter 7

She dipped her tongue in the valley between his fingers one last time before drawing back, biting at the callused tip. “I’d rather it wasn’t your finger in my mouth,” she said, her voice husky.

Jesse looked over to Gideon, who was watching them both with rapt attention. He inclined his head slightly, a small sign of encouragement. Jesse took a deep breath, every inch of his body tense, desperate to feel her mouth.

“Get on your knees,” he murmured.

She was swift to move, almost clumsy as she let him go to get into the position he demanded. Jesse rose as well, standing out of her reach to push his sweats down his hips and off his legs. The cooler apartment air was a welcome relief on his heated skin, but it was the sight of Emma, cheeks flushed, eyes glittering as they fixed on his cock, that prompted him to reach down and fist his length, remaining out of touching distance.

She licked her lips. “Don’t make me wait. Please. Let me taste you, Jess.”