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opportunity to tell Evan everything he’d been freaking out about. If they agreed to an open relationship there would be freedom to go find out if there was too much out there Jonah wanted to make that big of a promise. It was all good in theory. He pictured another guy kissing—sucking—Evan. That would be hard enough to take. And what if Evan liked that guy better? If that guy did Evan better. It was easy to say it was just sex in his head, but it had been just sex with Evan at first, too. And now, it meant much more.
    Jonah swallowed hard and rubbed his face against Evan’s chest. “I think I wouldn’t like sharing.”
    Evan’s soft laugh rumbled under Jonah’s ear as Evan squeezed him. “Good. Because I’m pretty damned possessive.”
    Jonah moved so he could see Evan’s face in the dark. “So what happened to them? Does it just stop? How?”
    Evan’s eyes glittered. “Wish I knew.” He dragged Jonah down into a kiss, cool and fresh with toothpaste.
    The chill didn’t last long, melting with the heat of Evan’s tongue stroking inside Jonah’s mouth, his hand clamped hard on the back of Jonah’s head. With a swallowed groan, Jonah slid his hands along the sides of Evan’s head, the silky short hair tickling Jonah’s palms. Evan’s free hand urged Jonah up to straddle Evan’s hips.
    They both preferred to sleep nude, so there was nothing but skin between them, hot and hard as Jonah slid his cock alongside Evan’s. Jonah rocked back and shoved forward again, tasting urgency in the way Evan’s tongue thrust inside.
    Evan arched his back, and the friction got better, cocks hardening against each other, silky tight skin and hot drops of precome. Evan grabbed Jonah’s ass, guiding his thrusts, moving them until everything narrowed to the feel of Evan’s cock, Evan’s taste.
    So good. It was enough.
    Jonah rode that build, the tension flooding him, filling his balls until he had to lift his head and grab a few deep breaths.
    Evan slid two fingers into Jonah’s mouth and he knew it wasn’t to keep him quiet, knew what Evan had planned. And the good dirty grind wasn’t enough anymore.
    Jonah took the first finger in his ass on spit alone, but that burned and he wanted so much more. He leaned down to grunt in Evan’s ear, “Tell me no one has to get up to find lube.”
    Evan smiled against Jonah’s cheek and reached alongside the bed, the reassuring snap of the cap making Jonah groan. Evan captured Jonah’s mouth again to swallow the sounds he made as Evan worked Jonah open, slick fingers sliding past each other, palms keeping Jonah’s ass spread wide. It ached in the best way, especially with the friction of Evan’s cock sliding against Jonah’s.
    The burn eased, the hard quick fuck of Evan’s fingers giving way to a circling press inside that made Jonah want to whine and beg. As he lifted his head, Evan caught Jonah’s lower lip in his teeth and Jonah slammed his hips forward, grinding into Evan’s cock, a frantic slide.
    Evan squeezed Jonah’s ass hard enough to hurt. Released it, squeezed again. And Jonah liked it, arched back for it, sensations crowding under his skin, flooding his nerves. What would a hard blow from Evan’s hand feel like now, with Jonah’s ass hungry for a cock and his dick primed?
    Evan grabbed hard again, almost a pinch.
    Jonah stared down into his face, wanting to ask. Saying “Spank me” would be tough enough any time, but when he remembered they were in Evan’s parents’ house, the words died in Jonah’s throat.
    “What?” Evan whispered. “God, you know I’d do anything for you, babe. What do you want?”
    “Ev, I—”
    Evan soothed the spot he’d been squeezing with circling pressure from his warm palm. “Tell me.”
    Jonah shut his eyes. “Just you in me.”
    Because it was enough. It had always been enough. Evan inside, pushing and stretching, then finally filling Jonah on a perfect thrust that made everything right.
    Evan grabbed Jonah’s ass