Seducing Jordan: A Second Chances Novella by Andrea Dalling Page A

you’ll be on the ceiling.”
    “Okay.”
    “Do you like what I’m doing?”
    “S’nice.”
    “Can you handle more?”
    “Okay.” He exhaled.
    Jordan chuckled. “You’re mighty agreeable.”
    “Don’t make fun of me.”
    “Sorry. It’s unlike you. You don’t have to be scared. I’ll take care of you.”
    He buried his face in his arms. He forced his apprehension from his mind and concentrated on Jordy’s hand working him open.
    “Am I hitting your prostate?”
    “Not sure.” He focused on a sort of swelling that might feel good if Jordy stroked it more.
    “I’ll try a second finger. If you don’t like it, tell me.”
    The cold lube and the increased stretch made him clench. He let his muscles go soft. The pressure hit his prostate, sending ripples of pleasure through his core. He pumped back against Jordy’s hand.
    “You like that?”
    “Yeah.”
    Jordan’s fingers twisted inside him, and he shuddered. His cock stiffened. A thought raced through his mind of Jordan fucking him. His heart jackhammered his ribs.
    “Ready for the vibrator?”
    “Okay.”
    With the fingers still inside him, the sound of buzzing startled him. Jordan must have grabbed it with his other hand. The tip invaded him, and only then did Jordan pull his fingers out.
    The tremors on his prostate made him gasp. He never dreamed it could feel that good. Sparks fired behind his eyes.
    Jordan increased the pace, but not too fast. Semen dribbled out of him. “Jordy…damn.”
    “Told you.” Jordan’s teeth teased his ass cheek.
    The pulsing built the tension in his gut. He wanted to stroke himself, but he was lying flat and couldn’t reach.
    “Want to come like this?”
    “Can you touch my cock?”
    Fingers caressed his balls, then reached down and grabbed him. His body shook as the orgasm wrenched from him, cries harsh and guttural.
    The vibrator switched off. Jordan ran his hand over Rick’s back until he calmed.
    He closed his eyes and floated, the energy wrung from him. Light kisses teased his arms and shoulders. Bliss .
    ***
    Rick followed Jordan into the bathroom, cleaning himself up while Jordan washed the vibrator with a cloth. He kissed Jordan’s neck and stroked his ass. He breathed the scent of shampoo and aroused male, sharper than the feminine scent he was used to with Cynthia. Everything about Cyn was sweet and nice, but it didn’t inspire the carnal longing he felt with Jordan.
    Jordan had fulfilled all his fantasies, yet he ached for more. He wanted to give Jordan his fantasies, too. Could he go down on Jordan? He remembered how the head of Jordan’s penis had felt against his lips, how much he’d wanted to take it in his mouth.
    He was terrified that Jordan would come that way. The other things he had done with Jordan were things he could have done with a woman. Sucking off another man would be different.
    A slow inhale opened his lungs and forced the tension from his gut. He could finish Jordan off with his hand, right? He loved rubbing him, feeling the cum shoot out of his body.
    He led Jordy back to the bed. “Your turn.”
    They lay facing one another. He kissed his way down Jordan’s body, sucking nipples, licking abs. He kissed the trail of fuzz on Jordan’s stomach, then circled his tongue around his shaft. Jordan gave him a sweet moan in return.
    The heat from Jordan’s cock teased Rick’s lips. Damn, he wanted it. Tentatively, he suckled the tip, and Jordy writhed. He kissed down to the balls, spitting out a hair. Strange it didn’t bother him. He took the balls into his mouth one at a time, and that didn’t bother him, either. He loved the way they fit into his mouth, the rough texture of the skin against his tongue. The sweet, earthy taste stoked his desire. It wasn’t gay sex that made him uncomfortable. It was the thought of being gay.
    He was a fucking hypocrite. All this time, he’d been telling Jordan there was no shame in it, yet Rick felt shame. He was allowing himself to be