Page 85 of Conquest

Jesse’s words turned to an incoherent shout as he released. Evan continued to pound into him with each pulse of his orgasm, making it feel as though it lasted twice as long. Evan slammed into him a final time with a short yell. Jesse felt Evan’s cock throbbing as it filled him with cum.

Evan laid his head against Jesse’s right knee, his eyes closed as he caught his breath. It wasn’t until his breathing got closer to normal that he stirred. He eased Jesse’s legs from his shoulders and pulled out of him, then collapsed on his back beside him.

“Maybe you should go away more often,” he said.

A deep chuckle sounded in Jesse’s throat. With effort, he rolled onto his side and draped one arm across Evan’s chest. “Just imagine how wild it’s going to be when we’re touring together. Of course, having me be your opening act isn’t going to help put the rumors about us to rest.”

“I don’t think that’s going to happen anyway after your interview.”

Jesse glanced away from him. “I know you said you weren’t upset, but you are a little bit, aren’t you?”

Evan flipped toward Jesse. He gently held Jesse’s chin and turned his head to look into his eyes, his voice soft and warm. “No, I’m not upset. The media will eventually brush off what you said so long as we don’t give them any more ammunition. Sooner or later another big celeb will do something to take the attention off us and make the paparazzi see dollar signs. We just have to be extra careful until things quiet down.”

Jesse tried to give him a smile, but only a ghost of one came to his lips. “It’s not really we, though, is it? I’m the one with the big mouth. The thing is, I know what I was supposed to say, but when I was actually supposed to put it in action, I couldn’t. I felt like I was betraying you, and us. And I can’t do that.”

Evan gazed at him, not having any words to combat Jesse’s confession. He held Jesse closer. “I know. I don’t want to either.”

Jesse held onto him, his mind, his heart a turmoil of confusion and emotion. All his life, the only thing he wanted was to make music and share it with the world. He always felt nothing would ever mean more to him than conquering the masses with his gift. Now that he was on the edge of achieving his dream, when he had already won his first battles, the only thing that felt truly important was the man he had his arms around.

“I have something that’ll cheer you up,” Evan said. He sat up, pulled open the top drawer of the nightstand, retrieved an envelope, and handed it to Jesse.

Jesse opened it. He bolted upright, clutching tickets for that Sunday’s Bears game. “These are for a private suite!”

Evan pulled the tickets out of Jesse’s hand and flung them over the edge of the bed. He pushed him to his back and climbed on top of him. “I thought a private suite would be nice if we wanted to invite everyone along, but now I’m thinking maybe it’d be better not to.”

Jesse gaped up at him. “There’s no fucking when football’s going on!”

“Great! At least I know where your priorities are!” Evan ground his hips and quickly rising cock against him. “I guess I’ll just have to get it all worked out before Sunday afternoon.”

Jesse shook his head. “To even think—”

Evan covered Jesse’s mouth with his hand. “Shhh, believe me, if it was the Giants, I wouldn’t have even thought of saying something like that. But it’s just the Bears.”

Jesse pulled Evan’s hand away. “Just the Bears? Haven’t you lived in this city long enough to know you don’t insult the Bears?”

Evan rolled his eyes. “How can anyone like a team who did the ‘Super Bowl Shuffle’?”

Jesse sighed. “All those years ago, and it still won’t go away.”

“Even without that dark blemish, I’m sorry, gorgeous, I’ll always be a Giants fan. But don’t worry, I’ll be there to comfort you when they lose.”

“I can’t believe you said that.” Jesse pushed on Evan’s shoulders. “You’re denied.” He flipped onto his stomach and stretched over the edge of the bed to get the tickets.

Grabbing him by the shoulder and one hip, Evan yanked him back under him. “Is that so?”

Jesse smiled. “Yeah.”

Evan lowered his head and kissed the back of Jesse’s neck. He drifted lower, his lips gliding over his shoulder blades. Jesse closed his eyes as Evan’s tongue caressed down his spine to his tailbone and back up. He felt Evan’s silken arousal pressing against his ass and moaned deep in his throat as he pushed back toward it.

“That doesn’t sound like you’re denying me,” Evan whispered.

“Don’t you dare start teasing.”

“Unfortunately, I don’t have the willpower for that right now,” Evan said, and with a smooth thrust, slipped inside him.

Jesse groaned loud and lifted his body to Evan’s thrust, letting him go deeper. Evan took hold of Jesse’s hip with one hand, seeking out his hand with the other, and clutched them together.

“I love you so much,” he said.