Chapter 38

Gideon snapped the cuffs around his ankles first, then moved to the head of the bed to do the wrists. He chose the nearest one first, forcing himself to kneel on the edge of the bed and lean over Jesse’s head in order to reach the other. By the time he pulled back, a sly grin curved his mouth, and he stopped to give Jess a hard kiss before straightening.

“I’ve got to get something from the other room first,” he said. “I’ll be right back.”

Jesse’s mind immediately went to the cabinet upstairs that housed all of Gideon’s favorite toys and tools. He probably wouldn’t choose the whip again, but he did mention breakfast. Maybe something sharp or something like…

“Emma?” Jesse blinked several times as Gideon shut the door behind her, like a dream he had abandoned had walked into the room. He pulled at his restraints, trying to sit up. His nudity didn’t bother him so much as the cuffs. “What’s going on? Gideon?”

“Lie down, boy.”