AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“I’m not scared.”
“Prove it.”
“Okay. I will.”
The atmosphere in the room changed as quickly as a snap of my fingers, and my nightmare was forgotten. Jordan kicked off his bedcovers, never needing an excuse to show off his chiselled body, his hand moving south. I didn’t dare to look down at what he was doing, but I also couldn’t look away.
“Are you gonna hide under the covers this time, Theo? Or are you going to prove that you’re not scared?”
Gritting my teeth and twisting my head to fix my gaze on the ceiling, I yanked my own bedcovers down and tugged off my boxer briefs, throwing them to the floor next to his. “I’mnotscared.”
I wasn’t scared. I was terrified. Not of showing my body but because it left me nowhere to hide. The proof that I was into this was right there for us both to see.
“Fuck, yeah. Feels good, doesn’t it?” Jordan had no such reservations, and for a second, I wished that I could be as open and as free as he was.
“Yeah,” I admitted in a whisper, taking hold of my erection. I was already hard. I had been from the minute Jordan had mentioned doing this again.
When I slid my fingers down my shaft, a soft groan escaped my lips. Getting into a slow, steady rhythm, I did my best to block out the knowledge that my teammate was here in the room with me, concentrating only on the movement of my hand and how good it felt.
The other side of the room was quiet. Too quiet. I darted a quick glance over at Jordan’s bed and then did a double take. He wasn’t even touching his cock. Instead, he was watching me with his brows pulled together.
I suddenly felt very, very exposed.
“What?” My voice lashed out into the room, my hand stilling on my cock.
“Nothing. I was, uh, thinking.”
“About?”
His cheeks flushed. “Who has the biggest dick.”
“For fuck’s sake, Emery.”
“You asked.”
“Yes, but I didn’t think you were thinking of that.” Almost against my will, my gaze slid down over the ridges of his body to his dick, big, hard, and glistening with precum. I immediately ripped my gaze away from his erection, my heart pounding. Fuck. Now he’d mentioned it, I was a little curious about whose was bigger, too. And I was incredibly turned on.
I swallowed. “Mine’s bigger.”
“Mine is,” he shot back immediately.
“Do you have a ruler handy?” That was the only way we’d settle this.
His eyes narrowed. “No, but I know how we can solve this. Get out of bed.”
“Excuse me?”
“Out of bed. We’ll measure.” Before I had time to process his words, he was standing right in front of my bed, and his erection was in line with my eye level, pointing at me. Bloody hell. I shot upright, clasping my chest.
“What the fuck are you doing?”
His fingers wrapped around my bicep, and he yanked me to my feet, bringing our bodies level with one another. When my cock brushed against his hip, his eyes widened, and he suddenly seemed lost for words. I fucking loved it when that happened, and it gave me a surge of confidence.
“How do you want to measure, Jordan?”
“Uh.” He licked his plush lips, and my gaze tracked the movement of his tongue.
Lowering my voice, I placed my hand on his chest, right over his racing heart. “Shall I measure?”
