Chapter 42

“Don’t get too comfortable,” Gideon teased.

Strong hands peeled her away, leaving Jesse bereft of her heat, and he watched Gideon set her on the mattress and force her to kneel at Jesse’s side.

“As pretty as he looks painted in come,” Gideon said to her, “I want you to clean him up. And then because he’s been so good, I’m going to let Jess clean you.”

It took a moment for understanding to dawn in her still-glazed eyes, but when it did, they widened, shifting to gaze down at the streaks of fluid smeared across Jesse’s stomach. The tip of her tongue darted out and moistened her lips the moment before she caught her hair in her hand and pulled it back, and she kept it out of the way as she leaned over to lick the nearest droplets from his skin.