Chapter Twenty Four
Cool fingertips tweaked his nipples gently, the icy, pale skin contrasting sharply against his own burning body. Warm lips were nibbling his neck gently, leaving little red marks. He was rock-hard beneath the bed sheets, unbearably so. Very slowly, the cold fingers trailed down his torso, sliding over defined muscles, and tickling the dark pubic hairs on his navel very gently. After a moments teasing, the fingers wrapped around his length and slowly slid down to the base. His hips arched upwards, towards the hand that was pleasuring him, and a soft moan escaped his lips.
"Do that again." He whispered, as the fingertips trailed lightly over the tip of his length. He groaned softly as the fingers followed his wish. "I love you." He whispered.
"I love you too, darling." The voice sounded familiar. The hands looked familiar. Everything was… wrong… The person on top of him, sensing his sudden change of mood, sat back slightly. "What's the matter?" The voice whispered. The hand began to move again. Twinkling blue eyes… straight white teeth… Gabriel!
Jordan sat bolt upright in bed, panting hard. He felt himself shivering, not from cold, but as though he were coming down from an adrenaline high. He wiped beads of sweat from his forehead and lay back down. As he adjusted his blankets and tried to sleep again, he realised his sheets were sticky. Groaning softly, Jordan ran a hand through his hair, before getting out of bed. He stripped off his boxers and the bed sheets, stuffed them hurriedly into the laundry basket and had a quick shower. Checking Bailey and Gabe were occupied in the living room, and ignoring the burst of jealousy in his stomach, he crept downstairs and shoved his sheets into the washing machine, and set it to do a quick spin wash.
He went back upstairs, grabbed another set of sheets from the cupboard at the end of the hall and remade his bed, before cuddling back down beneath the duvet to sleep. It was only as he was drifting off that Jordan registered that he'd just had a wet dream. About his brother. Rolling over with a soft groan, Jordan knew he wouldn't sleep again that night.