"Yes," she gasped, nodding profusely. Feeling him move from on top of her, she moaned as he slipped another finger along the seam of her folds, only teasing her clit with its presence. "I love you, Gideon," she called out desperately, "more than anything."
Gideon didn't say anything, and when he pulled his hand away, Jade feared he had left. It was only the pressure of his lips against the top of her sex that eased her fears and shattered her world. Holding her thighs apart, she could feel Gideon's warm head nestled between her thighs and the soft brush of his curls against the sensitive skin. Suckling the spot just centimeters from the top, he suckled the secret nubbin of flesh between his lips and batted his tongue against it.
Jade let out a piercing little cry as her body convulsed.
With his nose buried in the trimmed springy curls, Gideon lifted his head just enough to drag his bottom teeth across the pearl of nerves causing blooms of white to appear behind her eyes. Jade clutched at his head, holding him tightly as her hips bucked. His name rolled from her lips in breathless sobs and throaty sounds that only seemed to excite him. Merciless, he spread her legs further and parted her folds with one hand revealing her fully to him as he placed loud sucking kisses at her tortured clit.
Jade begged and bucked, but Gideon would not relent. He kept his touch light and maddening, not giving her the friction she needed. Using his tongue like a spear, he jabbed at her virginal entrance, forcing the slippery muscle as deep as it could go relishing in the little groans she made.
"Stop fucking around," the voice on their earbuds sounded thick and impatient. "Make her cum."
As if he had been simply waiting for the command, Gideon latched back onto her clit and pulled the bundle of nerves between his teeth. Jade cried out as the tether of her sanity snapped, and fireworks burst behind her mask.
Limp and lifeless, Jade lay sprawled out and naked on the bed, her conscious mind trying to find its way back to her body when the voice spoke again.
"Turn her over," Dimitri commanded.
Complying yet again, Gideon's hands grabbed her hips and turned her limp body until she was face down on the bed.
"Now, taste her."
Lifting her hips as if she were merely a doll, she felt Gideon shift on the bed behind her before grabbing her ass cheeks. Startled now, Jade forced herself to rouse from her exhaustion and push herself up. But she couldn’t move. The pressure of Gideon's hand between her shoulder blades kept her firmly rooted to the spot, with her cheek pressed into the mattress. Sensing that she understood his silent instruction Gideon grabbed both of her ass cheeks with both hands and gently spread her. Embarrassment so hot and shameful slammed through her all Jade wanted to do was wiggle away.
The wet pressure of his tongue against her ass stilled her with a yelp.
Disbelief came and went as she felt Gideon bury his face into her ass and his tongue slipped past the tight ring of muscles. With a grunt at the intrusion, her body tensed as it lathed in and out of the untested hole, sending jolts of forbidden electricity through her body. Jade fisted handfuls of the bedsheets around her as Gideon rocked her hips against his jabbing tongue. Wet dripping heat pooled in her core, and she could feel her body begging for more.
"Please, Gideon," she sobbed. She needed more. The wet caress of his tongue inside of her ass was maddening and not enough.
Realizing what she needed, Gideon sank one finger into her entrance, filling her deeply. Faint tremors started deep inside of her womb until they rippled outward, wrenching a scream from her throat and the strength from her legs. Falling onto the mattress with her knees apart and her sex glistening and spread, Jade fought to catch her breath.
"Fucking hell," Gideon panted above her, and she could feel his length against her thigh and knew immediately what he intended.
Eagerly she let him pull and turn her by her hips until he had her legs dangling half off the bed. Pressing himself against her, she could feel him pull his boxers partway down, just enough to release himself and align himself at her entrance.
"You will stop," the sinister voice on the line commanded, and they both stilled in shock.
"What the fuck are you talking about?" Gideon said through gritted teeth.
"Exactly what I said, you both are done for tonight," he informed them merrily. "Get up and get dressed."
He couldn’t be serious, her body was burning with need. Feeling Gideon begin to pull away from her, Jade wrapped her legs around him and reached upward until she felt his shoulder. Pulling him down against her with desperate strength, she shuddered at the groan he released and held him tighter.
"No, Dimitri, please don't do this," she pleaded, ignoring Gideon's stiffening muscles at the sound of the other man's name.
"Fuck, that's low, sweetheart," the man's voice murmured through her earbud. "Don't beg me like that. All it does is make me want to come up there and finish this myself. Is that what you want? Because I won't mind in the least," and Jade could just imagine the blonde's glacial cruel smile as he said it.
Releasing her hold of Gideon, her heart ached as he reluctantly pulled away from her, placing one last kiss on her cheek.
"I didn't think so," Dimitri stated. "Now get up, both of you. For the remainder of the night, you will not talk to one another, touch each other, not even kiss. If you do, I will send Dominic to you, and I promise you, he is more than eager about the prospect."
Before she could argue, the line disconnected.
Ripping off her mask, Jade squinted at the piercing light of the afternoon sun glaring through the windows. Blinking a few times, she looked up to see Gideon standing in his dark green boxer-briefs next to the bed. His body looked so good, a small groan escaped her throat before she could stop it. Gideon grinned, his eyes darkening, and he took a step forward as if to touch her when he suddenly stopped in realization. The look of hunger vanished under annoyance, and he turned around and waved at her to follow.
The remainder of the day was pure torture. In silence, they each showered and dressed, both taking care not to let their eyes linger on the other for too long. Each time she looked at him, Jade felt her chest constrict with the unbearable need to speak. She wanted to apologize, to profess her love for him, to ask him questions about his feelings for her, but each time the need welled up visibly within her, Gideon would shake his head and point to the blank phone sitting on the table surrounded by the unused earbuds.
After ordering dinner, they both sat on the far end of the couch in sulky silence. This was beyond cruel! To know that they both had feelings for each other that they could finally express without fear and now forced to keep it bottled up under threat.
Having an idea, Jade leaned over on the couch, crossing the distance between them, and plucked the remote from his hand. Going to the movie search function, she typed in the movie title to an old eighties movie.
"I Love You," starring Christophe Lambert.
Pausing, she turned to Gideon and gave him a soft smile while holding the remote out in her hand. Smiling broadly, Gideon leaned over and took the remote from her hand, careful not to touch her, and typed in his own movie into the search.
"I Love You Too," with Peter Dinklage.
Excited at their secret messaging system, she took the remote back and typed in another before giving him a serious look.
"Can You Ever Forgive Me?" with Melissa McCarthy.
Jade could see by the hard set of Gideon's jaw, and the hot look that passed through his eyes that there was so much more he wanted to say on the subject, but he relented with a jerking nod.
The sudden buzz from the vibrating phone on the table made them both jump in their seats.
With a hardened expression, Gideon reached forward and snatched the phone off the table and read the screen before rolling his eyes and holding the phone out to her to read with a heavy sigh.
Leaning forward, she read the black text. "I don't like cheaters."
Crossing her arms, Jade sat back against the sofa wi
th a huff.
Chapter 16
"Where is she?" Gideon's voice echoed beyond the suite's door, causing Jade to pause for a second and listen as Gideon presumably spoke to Dimitri. "I'll be damned if I tie myself down before knowing what the fuck you've done to Jade," Gideon seethed.
Waving to Dominic, who stood at the end of the hall near the elevators waiting for her to enter the room, Jade stepped across the threshold. The click of her silver heels against the marble floor caused Gideon to whirl around in his spot in the middle of the living room to face her. The butterflies in her stomach fluttered and soared at the sight of his jaw dropping and his eyes going wide. Continuing forward, Jade walked slowly in the diamond-encrusted stilettos until she stopped near the coffee table. Bending at the knee, she kept a smile hidden at the image she surely made as she picked up the earbuds. Straightening to her full height, Jade pushed back her long, now straightened hair from her shoulder and slipped the earbuds in one by one.
"I told you she was getting ready," Dimitri drawled in an, "I told you so" like voice. "Now, sit down and put on the wrist strap."
Still stunned into silence, Gideon licked his dry lips and nodded, never taking his eyes off of her as he plopped down obediently in the seat.
Jade wanted to bite back a grin, but she reminded herself for what felt like the hundredth time not to mess up the beautiful deep maroon matte lipstick. Early that morning, she had received a text message from an unknown number waking her and telling her to get dressed and come back down to the spa. Knowing it was another of Dimitri's warnings, she had risen from the bed and sat her phone on Gideon's chest as he stirred awake. Assuming they were still under the command not to touch or speak, they had shared an intense look that expressed so many unsaid emotions it left Jade feeling a little raw afterward. But now, after hours of treatments, education, and a little time with her thoughts, Jade felt renewed and more confident than she had ever felt in her life. It probably didn't help that Gideon was looking at her as if she were his last breath. Smiling at him, she watched his eyes scan her from head to foot. Taking in the silver face paint of the hand-drawn Venetian style mask that covered half of her face, he let it drop to the exposed column of her neck down to the plunging neckline of her midnight blue silk wraparound dress.
Licking his lips again, Gideon dropped his gaze lower, and Jade shuddered as she felt his eyes hover over her exposed thighs.
"Fucking hell," he grumbled sourly, ripping his gaze from her. "Tell me we can talk now, goddammit?!" Gideon asked angrily.
"Ask me nicely."
Jade could tell from the way the muscle jumped in his cheek that Gideon was grinding his teeth. Looking at the carpet at his feet, he seemed to steel himself before gritting out the words. "May we talk, please?"
Somehow Gideon had made the polite word sound like a curse.
Dimitri chuckled. "You may."
Without hesitation, Gideon rose halfway from his chair and reached for her wrist. "Come here," he growled, his thinning patience audible in his tone.
Sidestepping the grab, Jade smiled coolly at his bewildered look. Stepping closer, she placed one manicured hand at his chest, her silver nails sparkling against his t-shirt.
Pushing him lightly back down to his seat, she shook her head as she stepped between his knees. "Dimitri wants you to be seated and strapped in the chair for this installment," she repeated dutifully.
Gideon's eyes narrowed, and a hand shot up to grab hers at his chest, covering her hand possessively. "Don't say his name, not here, not now," he ordered roughly.
"Don’t listen to him," Dimitri's silky deep voice hummed through her earbud. "You may say my name as much as you want."
Keeping her smile at bay, she gave him a nod.
Reaching down to the straps around the chair's arms, she carefully strapped the Velcro strips into place around his forearms.
"Jade, what does he have you doing?" Gideon asked, suspicion heavy in his tone.
Jade opened her mouth to reply just as a knock sounded at the door. Gideon jerked in his chair as she took a step towards the door.
"Jade!" he called out in warning. "I swear to God this better not be some freaky ass three-way shit!"
Opening the door, she grabbed at the cart sitting by itself and pulled it inside. Wheeling it to where Gideon sat, she opened one of the golden domes and showed him the food. Only some of the suspicion in his eyes abated.
Reaching down, she unstrapped her sandals and stepped out of the tall shoes. Wiggling her toes against the carpet, Jade stepped forward and placed one leg through Gideon's seat back and braced herself on his shoulders before replicating the same move with the other until she was chest to chest sitting on his lap.
Satisfied, Gideon let out a sigh. "Baby, talk to me. Why aren't you talking? Where have you been all day? What has that bast-"
Jade cut him off with a kiss.
"Smart move," Dimitri voiced in their ears.
Melting into the pure pleasure of his kiss, Jade cupped the sides of Gideon's face holding him steady as she slanted her mouth over his. Gideon groaned as her tongue found his, and he leaned forward in his chair towards her, pressing his chest against hers.
"I love you," she let the passionate words tumble from her lips, feeling a frisson of exhilaration spike through her veins at the honest admission.
Kissing her back fiercely, Gideon turned his head, somehow taking her deeper even though she was supposed to be in control. A rumbling groan vibrated through his chest and into hers, and he pulled away from her lips with a heavy pant.
"Say it again," he breathed, leaning his forehead against hers.
Locking her gaze with his, her chest tightened in exquisite pain. This was everything she had ever wanted. Wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs tighter around him and the chair, she grazed her lips across his seductively. "I love you, Gideon, I always have."
"When?" he demanded, his voice wrought with urgency. "Tell me when you started to love me. I have wanted you for fucking forever, tell me, I have to know."
Smiling, Jade kissed him soundly on the lips before reaching back behind her for the cart of food. She could feel his body tense then relax as if he feared she would pull away in his bound position. Grabbing a fork-full of the grilled cod drizzled in lemon sauce and capers, she brought the bite to his lips and watched in satisfaction as he ate.
"I have loved you from the moment you saved me at Mrs. Cade's house," she said, her voice sweet and breathy with her own contentment. Pulling the cart closer, she forked another bite of food for him on the fork.
Gideon shifted impatiently underneath her, she could feel the muscles in his strong thighs harden. "You know what I mean," he argued. "When did you start loving me like I have loved you?"
Taking the bite of food, he chewed and swallowed it impatiently as she frowned and shook her head with a smile. "I didn't even know you loved me like…like this," she waved a hand between them, indicating their situation. "I thought you only looked at me as a sibling, even the first night Dimi…" she stopped herself and eyed Gideon's darkened gaze before correcting herself. "He had us pay back the first installment."
Fury glittered in Gideon’s amber eyes at the reminder. "And that's why you offered yourself to that-"
She held a finger up to his mouth to hush him, her silver nail sparkling off the overhead chandelier against his lips.
Rolling his eyes, Gideon grinned before opening his mouth and sucking in her finger. Laughing, Jade's sex heated, and she leaned forward and replaced her finger with her mouth. Their kiss lingered, and her blood raced. Shifting again beneath her, Gideon pressed the firm ridge of his arousal against the soft juncture between her thighs, eliciting a gasp from her. Pulling back, Jade blinked in a haze of desire as Gideon stared back at her with a blazing heat in his eyes.
Taking a shaky breath, Jade reminded herself of the food and forked up a steaming bite of buttery mashed potatoes to gently guide it to his mouth.
"Yes," s
he continued, answering his earlier question. "I thought…that you did not want me in that way, I thought you were being forced to do something you didn’t want to do."
"Didn't want to do?!" he repeated in shock. "Jade, I came in my fucking shorts that night just from your goddamn nipple in my mouth. How could you think I didn't want you?" his face was a mask of bewildered exasperation.
Grabbing the pitcher of water, Jade poured him a glass as she shook her head. "But I thought—"
"And the truck?!" Gideon continued, still too astonished. "All those times in the truck, I nearly kissed you or nearly felt you up as you slept with me? Even with all of that, you nearly let that man sleep with you?!"
Still holding the ignored drink between them, Jade lowered her head. "I'm sorry."
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