Southern Spirits 8 - Whirlwind by Bailey Bradford

Author:Bailey Bradford [Bradford, Bailey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Total-E-Bound Publishing
Published: 2013-07-29T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Stefan’s answer caused a strange sensation down in Jordan’s lower anatomy. More specifically, his cock hardened and his own hole clenched. He was suddenly hyper-aware of his ass in a way he hadn’t been before. Gideon traced a line down Jordan’s nape and Jordan shivered.

“What about you?” Stefan asked as he rubbed his hands over Jordan’s chest. “Are you rethinking the whole not bottoming bit? Your pupils are so dilated…”

Jordan closed his eyes but opened them again, gasping as his nipples were pinched.

“Stop hiding,” Stefan commanded, the stern note in his voice surprising Jordan. “Just answer.”

“Maybe,” Jordan admitted. He was ashamed he’d thought bottoming somehow equalled being weaker. No, he’d used his own fear of letting anyone let that close to him permeate all of his sexual encounters. How many times had he secretly fantasised about having Gideon overpower him and force him to spread his ass open? Rape fantasies, and something Gideon would never do, not if Jordan was fighting him, but it’d been the only way Jordan had been able to accept his own needs. He’d only ever dreamt of it with Gideon, but now, the image of Stefan, nude and hungry, that long, thick dick wet-tipped, was causing a riotous reaction in Jordan’s body.

“I need to go check on Mom,” Jordan blurted out. Knowing what he wanted and actually trying to get it were two different things. He needed a break. “You two stay here. I’ll be back in a bit.” Jordan shot out of there, trying the techniques Stefan had shared with them once he was out of the house. He practised diving and stopped, then he did the whole envisioning-where-he-wanted-to-go thing and ended up sitting on his mom’s kitchen table.

Right in front of her, where she had her head bowed, cradling her face in her hands as she quietly sobbed.

Jordan forgot about his sex life issues. His eyes burned as he tried to comfort his mother. He reached for her, but hesitated when she raised her head and swiped at her eyes. Did she feel him there, somehow?

Jordan moved his hand slowly. When he had it hovering on his mom’s shoulder, she closed her eyes and sobbed again. “Jordan.”

He jerked his hand back, startled. Had that just been coincidence?

“I don’t know if you’re in heaven or if you’re somewhere still on this Earth, if you’re alone or if Gideon followed you like he tended to do in life.” She cried for a minute and Jordan had to touch her again. He willed his hand to have some sort of substance, but every time his mom cried out, it broke his concentration.

“I never told you about the spirits here in McKinton,” she said after several minutes, when she seemed to have got past a large wall of grief. “At first I didn’t believe in them, and I didn’t want you to hear the nonsense about them, either. I couldn’t work them into my spiritual beliefs either, but I’ve seen things in the past years…” She shook her head and smiled.

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