He wanted to speak, wanted to beg Jared to get on with it. As much as he liked the kisses, he wanted more, needed more...but then Jared was kissing him hard, open mouthed, tongue against tongue and Evan forgot everything he knew, forgot even his own name, forgot he was still dressed and throbbing for release. He damn near forgot how to breathe, at least until Jared shifted and tweaked his nipple and Evan very nearly came up off the bed with a cry of pure, raw delight.
And then he was talking. Evan's mind couldn't process the words. He could only stare at the beautiful man that was Jared Kleinman. Nothing in the world existed beyond the two of them, not even words. Evan's mouth opened and closed, the hinge joint working, but there was no sound. He quite simply wasn't capable for a few seconds.
When he finally managed to articulate something, it was one word. "Please," highlighted by the blush that flushed his face and the incredible brightness of his eyes. "Please..." he murmured, unable to say anything more, unable to articulate what he wanted, but looking fully, unwavering, at Jared.