Chapter 73

Jesse closed his eyes, getting swept away in his own lack of control. He was at Gideon’s mercy in every way, and the mercy of his own body. As the blood flowed freely from his veins, his cock jerked, and Gideon’ wrapped his strong fingers around Jesse’s throbbing shaft. Jesse did shout now, but the sound was weak as his come splashed off the car, and Gideon took one final swallow.

As Gideon licked over the open puncture wounds, Jesse leaned his head back against his shoulder, each gasp for air sending sharp stabs of ice to his lungs. “We need to get you home,” he heard Gideon say. “Look at all that delicious come we’ve wasted.”

Jesse sighed. “I think it was a small price to pay.”

“Think you might be up for feeling my whip on your back?”

Jesse’s mouth ran dry. “Yes. Yes, I think I can handle that.”

“You better be.” With a groan, Gideon eased back. “Because if you’re not, I’ll just do it harder.”