Gideon’s fingers flexed and relaxed, squeezing his aching cock through the denim in time with the hard sucks of his mouth. Jesse closed his eyes, wondering if Gideon could make him come with so little contact. The hard pleasure wound through him, starting at the point of Gideon’s mouth. Jesse tried to speak, but it came out as an almost desperate whimper.
“I felt you, you know.” He worked Jesse’s fly, opening and reaching inside in order to scratch his nails down the throbbing shaft. “Through Emma. With Emma. I felt everything.”
“I…I know.” Gideon’s fingertip scraped across his crown, catching for a moment at the slit. The tip was coated with pre-come. “I felt you, too. Felt how…how hungry you were for her. I don’t think I’ve ever felt anything as overwhelming as that.”
“Not even when I feed off you?”