Chapter 47

Now, he chose hot. He wanted it scalding. He wanted Jesse to feel it on every inch of his skin.

“Get in,” he instructed as he began to nose around the room for supplies. “And no touching yourself.”

Jesse gasped at the first blast of hot water, but he kept his hands behind his back and off his cock or the faucet. Gideon watched him from the corner of his eye, and Jesse’s attention never wavered from Gideon’s form. His skin flushed, turning pink and then a more vibrant red as the seconds passed.

Gideon’s search turned up a rough loofah brush with a long, detachable handle. At first, he couldn’t find what he was really after, but he didn’t give up the search. His perseverance paid off when he found a soap on a rope in the cupboard beneath the sink.