JORDAN AND EDRA - BONUS SCENES
CHAPTER 1
THE COLLAPSE: SAN FRANCISCO
“We have to stop doing this,” Jordan said between kisses that he shouldn’t have returned but kissing Sean had become a habit that he hadn’t been able to break.
“I know, but we both needed the break from studying.” Sean’s hands were already undoing Jordan’s jeans. “Besides, we’re both single.” Sean dropped to his knees.
Sean was good with his mouth, and Jordan had been half hard since he’d called to say he was coming over—he’d also changed his underwear from lacy panties to boring briefs.
He hoped Sean didn’t find them shoved under his pillow. That was a secret that he shared with no one. The underwear was only for him as no man would believe he was a top if he ran around in women’s underwear.
The eyeliner he liked he could get away with. Plenty of guys wore it around campus, but most were doing art or some other creative field. He was supposed to be serious because he was studying criminology. But after hiding who he was while growing up, he wasn’t about to keep his face clean to make others happy.
“We’re single because we broke…uh.” He glanced down as Sean licked the head of Jordan’s dick. He hadn’t asked if Jordan was seeing anyone else—he wasn’t. As much as he enjoyed having a boyfriend, and being open about it for the first time, he was having much more fun being single. He didn’t need to hook up with his ex to get laid.
He watched Sean for another couple of seconds, half tempted to let him finish and be done so he could finish his essay and go out. “If you keep going, you won’t get what you came for.”
And neither would Jordan. He didn’t know what he wanted, only that it was more than this. They’d broken up over a month ago, agreeing that they were better friends than lovers. Yet somehow they ended up fucking every other week when Sean came looking. A part of Jordan wasn’t sure what had changed in their relationship, except he no longer felt as though he needed to invite Sean when he went out.
Sean rocked back and gazed up at him. “Just wanted to make sure you’re interested.”
The edge in Jordan’s blood softened. He cupped Sean’s cheek, not knowing how to say no and avoid hurting his feelings. “I am.”
But he also wasn’t.
They both needed to move on.
“How are you going to date if you’re hooking up with me?”
Sean shrugged and stood. “It’s awkward. I’m not like you. I can’t talk to everyone and make them my friend in under a minute.”
“You need to go out more.” His first months in San Francisco had been eye opening, and he’d woken up in so many strange beds. He’d also nearly failed a couple of classes, so he’d gotten his shit together fast. “Go and—"
A vibration thrummed through his blood.
“Did you feel that?” He knew California sometimes had earthquakes, but he had no idea what to expect.
“I want to feel this.” Sean wrapped his hand around Jordan’s cock. “In my ass.”
Jordan lifted an eyebrow. “Subtle.”
“You’re the one who said I need to ask for what I want and be bolder”
“Yeah, but that’s not what I meant. You need to talk to people.”
“Eh.” Sean tugged down his track pants and palmed his own dick. “Why waste time talking?”
He wasn’t going to get anywhere with Sean while he was like this, but at the same time he didn’t want to take him with him when he went out because then if he picked up and Sean didn’t there’d be that knife between them, and Jordan didn’t want that. He’d meant it when he’d said he wanted to keep Sean as a friend.
Jordan walked over to his bed and pulled out a condom.
Sean frowned. “Have you been fucking other people?”
“Nothing serious.” He was gripping the packet too tight, could feel the rubber moving in its foil. “It was a club.” He couldn’t drink, but someone had offered him a joint, and he’d been happy to have a smoke and join in the fun downstairs. He wasn’t sure it was his thing as there had been far too much leather, but he figured he should try everything at least once.
Or most things anyway.