Chapter 16

“No, you didn’t mention that,” he whispered.

“It’s been awhile since we’ve done that, too.”

Gideon moved to his opposite side, clamping both ankle and wrist into position. Straightening, he placed his foot between Jesse’s shoulder blades and pressed down, forcing Jess to bend at the waist. A low chuckle filled the room.

“Did you stretch yourself, boy?” Gideon asked. Jesse shivered as he dragged the whip along the crack of his ass, glancing over his slick hole. “Or are you hoping I’ll tear into you there, too?”

“Didn’t stretch myself,” Jesse answered, intent on forming full sentences for as long as he could. But even now, his blood was rushing from his head, and soon he’d be reduced to single syllables and moans. “Wanted to be tight for you,” he added, his voice muffled against the floor.

Gideon’s growl made his skin flush. “So your ass is the perfect fit for my cock. As it should be.”