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Jesse’s face glowed with a smile. He rolled over to lie on his side facing Evan and curled his body around him. He embraced Evan’s hips and laid his head on his thigh. Evan put one hand on Jesse’s side and continued to stroke his hair with the other. He looked up when Brandon stepped into the doorway.

Brandon folded his arms across his chest, disapproval written on his countenance. After he had left Jesse in Kenny’s and Julian’s care, he managed to track Evan through the club and cornered him by the doors. Never in his life had he seen anyone look so pained. He knew then how desperately Evan wanted to be close to Jesse, but was afraid of upsetting him. He told Evan he could come over to his apartment to see him, and even though Evan declined then, he knew the second his buzzer rang that he had changed his mind. Now as he stood looking at them together, he wondered if he had done the right thing, or when Jesse came out of his alcoholic stupor, would he suffer greater hurt?

“Everyone’s gone,” Brandon said, his tone making it clear he felt Evan should do the same.

“I’d like to stay with him a little longer.”

“Yeah well, I’d like to win a Tony, but that isn’t gonna happen anytime soon.”

Evan lowered his gaze and nodded. He shifted to slide out from under him, but the movement roused Jesse. He tightened his hold and buried his face against Evan’s abdomen. Evan closed his eyes.

Brandon could see he was searching for the strength to push Jesse away. He looked at his brother clinging to Evan and let out a frustrated sigh. “You can stay a little longer.” He turned and closed the door halfway, squinting at Evan. “I’m leaving the door open.”

A grin slipped onto Evan’s lips at Brandon’s parental tone. His attention moved back to Jesse when he felt one of Jesse’s hands slide up the back of his shirt to rest on his bare skin. That single soft touch was enough to make his cock fill at a record rate. He tried to adjust how he sat so Jesse wouldn’t notice, but he already had. Jesse tipped his head toward Evan’s lap and nuzzled his crotch.

Evan exhaled a fast breath, need surged through his body in a heated wave. Since their break-up, he had lived in celibacy. His mind rejected the thought of another man, his heart quivered in fear at letting anyone else get close to him, he felt repulsed at the idea of someone’s touch other than Jesse’s. He had known before, but now with even greater conviction, Jesse was the only one who would ever be able to fulfill him in body, mind, heart, and spirit. But he knew he couldn’t do this, not while Jesse was in such a state, and scooted back on the bed to put some space between them.

Jesse sat up and climbed onto Evan’s lap, straddling him.

Evan put both hands on Jesse’s shoulders in a half-hearted attempt to keep him back. “Jess, stop. You don’t know what you’re doing.”

Jesse chuckled and pressed firmer against him. “That’s something you’ve never said to me before.”

Evan swallowed hard. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he should have anticipated this. He knew how Jesse was when he drank, the stages he went through, first giddy, then wild, then sleepy, then ready to screw like hell, but he thought with everything that had happened between them Jesse wouldn’t want it, not to mention he seemed way too tanked to make it to the last stage. He should’ve known better than to have underestimated him.

Jesse put one hand behind Evan’s head and kissed him. A soft whimper sounded in Evan’s throat as the last bit of his feeble defense broke. He took Jesse’s face in both hands and deepened the kiss. The taste of alcohol told him what he was doing was wrong, that he needed to stop, he couldn’t take advantage of him, but under the alcohol was Jesse’s taste. He wanted to kiss him just a few seconds longer.

Jesse heaved his weight forward and knocked Evan to his back. Evan took a quick breath to protest, but before he could speak, Jesse claimed his mouth again. A groan rumbled deep in Jesse’s throat. He thrust his tongue into Evan’s mouth with more force and ground his hips against him. He left Evan’s lips and sat back to take his shirt off. He got it wrestled halfway over his head before his alcohol-induced un-coordination took over and he got stuck. Evan sat up and yanked it the rest of the way off for him, thinking that if Jesse was so lit he had trouble getting undressed, they really shouldn’t keep going.

“Jess,” he started, stopping as he watched Jesse unzip his pants.

Jesse pulled his own cock free and took Evan’s hands. He wrapped the fingers of one around his base, the fingers of the other around the middle so it was completely encased in Evan’s grip. He held Evan’s hands in place with his own over them and thrust into them. His head fell back on his shoulders, a loud moan passed over his lips.

Evan couldn’t take his eyes off him. Reveling in his pleasure, Jesse looked so beautiful, so powerful. The moonlight illuminated his nude torso to have a pearlescent shine, his black hair contrasting against his fair skin. Jesse rocked his hips, his leather pants hugging his thighs, the golden sun pendant hanging in the tender hollow at the base of his throat. Evan knew he had been hopelessly defeated.

He flung Jesse’s hands away, grabbed him by the waist, and tossed him to the side. Jesse gasped as he hit the mattress so hard he bounced up. Before he finished inhaling his next breath, Evan was on top of him, taking possession of his mouth. He gripped a handful of Evan’s hair and pushed his mouth against him, desperate to taste every part of Evan’s tongue.

Evan broke the kiss and sat back, tearing his shirt over his head. He kicked off his shoes and yanked Jesse’s off while Jesse arched his hips up and wiggled his pants down. Evan ripped them down Jesse’s legs the rest of the way, threw them aside, and pushed his jeans and boxer-briefs off together. Jesse slid back to the center of the bed and lay down on his back, his legs falling open wide to the sides.

At the sight of Jesse spread before him, Evan lost all control and climbed onto the bed. Jesse sat partially up to meet him and pulled him down on top of him with his arms wrapped around him. Both sighed at having their bare skin meet after being separated for so long. With his feet planted on the bed, Jesse snapped his hips up to Evan. Evan thrust down hard against him. Their cocks pressed together, unyielding flesh against unyielding flesh, dueling for pleasure from the other.

Grasping, clinging, clawing, their frantic movements made it impossible to keep their lips together, each panted his breath into the other. Jesse raked his fingers down Evan’s back to his ass and clamped them around the cheeks, his short nails sinking into Evan’s skin. A hard groan forced its way from Evan’s throat, and he ground his cock with more force on Jesse’s. He felt Jesse’s body shudder in ecstasy and knew he was seconds away.

“Ev, Ev,” Jesse said between fast breaths. “I love you. I love you, Evan. I love—”

He cried out, his hips jerking up to Evan in massive release. At the same instant, Evan let out a deep shout, adding his climax to Jesse’s.

Evan laid his forehead in the curve of Jesse’s neck, trying to catch his breath as he listened to Jesse do the same. Jesse’s breathing began to steady and deepen. He felt Jesse’s hold on him relax and one hand fell limp on the bed. Evan raised his head and looked down at him.

“Jess?”

Jesse lay silent, his lips parted in sleep.

Evan placed a whisper soft kiss on his forehead. “I love you too, Jesse.”

CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

Evan carefully lifted Jesse’s arm from across his chest and slid his leg out from under his. He eased out of the bed and collected his scattered clothing. Once dressed, he stood at the edge of the bed gazing down at him. He pulled the blankets up around Jesse’s neck and kissed his cheek one more time.