Chapter 27

Gideon lounged in his seat, his hand resting firmly on the back of Jesse’s neck. Rough fingertips played with his nape, and when Jesse would reach the point where he was sure he was going to pass out from lack of oxygen, Gideon used the stray curls to tug him off his cock, letting him gasp for breath for a few seconds before fucking his mouth again

“Stop that,” Gideon scolded. For a brief moment, Jesse thought the comment was directed to him, but soon realized that was foolish. Gideon hadn’t said a word to him since stuffing his throat. The order had to be directed at Emma.

“But—”

“No buts. I don’t care if Jesse is enjoying this. Sometimes, you have to dissociate from what he’s feeling. Touching yourself is not allowed.”