They parted company after dinner, with Gideon and Jesse retreating to the interrogation room and Emma staying in the apartment to clean up. In spite of his compliments on her lasagna, he had picked at his food, his nerves hopping so giddily that Emma’s stomach was doing flipflops as well. Gideon just seemed amused by the whole scenario, though when he rose from the table to clear the dishes, her surreptitious glance at his midsection revealed the definite imprint of his hard c**k.
When they had first come up with the idea of the hot wax as his next medium, Emma had been skeptical. She thought it would hurt. Only Gideon’s assurances he knew what he was talking about, and then the online proof Jesse presented about how it could be perfectly safe convinced her they could pull it off. But it
