Chapter 18
“Blue was definitely the right color choice,” Gideon murmured.
Jesse twisted his head around. “I think I’m going to have to take your word for it here.” He gripped Emma’s wrists and easily pulled her to her feet. “I think we should see if he’s two for two on the color selection.”
But Jesse didn’t immediately reach for the box. Instead, he circled Emma to stand behind her and ran his tongue down her spine. He sank to his knees, his hands moving to grip her ass. Gently, he pulled her flesh apart, allowing his tongue to move farther down her body. Gideon knew the second Jesse’s tongue touched her tight ring of muscle, because Emma gasped and arched back, her body taut with expectation.
Her skin glistened, her eyes even shinier. “That doesn’t feel like the plug.”
“I almost think this is better,” Gideon commented. “Bend over, Emma.”