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Ben kissed him again, a fierce, near-bruising press of lips and tongue and teeth that had Jack planting his heels against the mattress and thrusting up, trying to get as close to Ben as possible.

“Anything you want,” Ben rasped, then kissed Jack again.

Jack wanted everything. The rub of his dick alongside Ben’s was delicious, but not enough.“Fuck me.”

The words left him without shame. Wanting wasn’t a weakness here; it was a door flung wide.

Just the thought, then Ben was rumbling in agreement, moving, sliding down, licking, and kissing Jack’s neck, his chest, nibbling at his nipples, plucking and rubbing them until Jack cried out, so needy he could hardly stand it.

Ben sucked Jack’s left nipple harder, while rolling the right between his fingers. Jack clutched at him, curling his fingers against Ben’s ass, aching, pressure building in his balls.

He didn’t want to come like that, not yet.

Jack arched, moaning as pleasure rolled through him. “Please, please, please,” he begged, unable to manage anything more than that.

Ben began moving again, sliding lower, and Jack almost shivered with anticipation. “Please,” he repeated, “Suck me, fuck me, more—” He gasped when Ben licked his belly button. “Oh!” It tickled, and it didn’t. Jack had never had anyone pay so much attention to his body. He started to curl up, but the dull pain in his ribs stopped that action.

Ben paused, raised his head, and touched Jack’s ribs, right where they ached the worst. “Why didn’t you tell me they hurt?”

“Because they didn’t until I tried to sit up,” Jack got out between panted breaths. “They’re almost all healed up.”

Ben kissed Jack’s cockhead, sending a sharp jolt of pleasure from that spot to his balls. Then Ben did something horrible—he sat up, kneeling between Jack’s legs.

“How’d you get hurt?”

Jack couldn’t repress an irritated sigh. “Nowwe have to discuss this?”

Ben leered at him. “Doubt you’ll be talking much when I’m eating your ass in a few minutes.”

Heat rolled through Jack so hard his knees went loose. He swallowed, breath catching, and nodded because speech really was gone.

Jack’s mouth dropped open.

Ben cupped his nuts, then caressed the sensitive spot behind them. “Hasn’t anyone ever done that to you before?”

Jack shook his head and managed to close his mouth finally.

“I get to be your first, and only,” Ben all but purred. “And I’ve never been fucked, so there’s that. Tell me how you got hurt. Was it that guy who sent the messages and whatever else when you turned your phone on this morning?”

Jack couldn’t lie. “Yes. Alex. We were together for a while. He was abusive when he was drunk. I should have left him, but…I don’t know.” He sounded so lame. “I get how someone becomes a victim for an abuser. It starts off with little things, then it gets to be bigger things, but you think I’ve already let him get away with that other stuff, so I can’t really throw a fit now, or I’ve invested so much time in him, or this is the best I can do. I won’t let anyone treat me like that again.”

Ben moved out from between Jack’s legs.

Jack’s hopes plummeted. “I didn’t mean to—you’re disgusted.”

Ben growled. “Does it feel like I’m disgusted with you?”

Jack poked around with that new connection they had. “Not with me, no.” He rolled to his side. “But you moved away.”

“First, yeah, no one will ever treat you that way again. I won’t, and you’re a strong man, Jack. You’ve learned your worth. As to why I moved, that’s easy. Because your ribs hurt. I want you to straddle my face, honey, and let me lick your ass until you’re ready to ride me.” Ben grinned as he stretched out on his back. “As for the ex, he needs to stop bothering you. If he shows up here, I’m going to hurt him. Otherwise, I’ll leave him alone.”

The protective rumble in Ben’s voice shouldn’t have soothed him as much as it did, but it slid over Jack like a blanket anyway, tucking in the frayed parts he didn’t like to show.

“He doesn’t know where this ranch is,” Jack reminded him. He didn’t want to talk about Alex anymore. “Straddle your face?” He’d seen that in porn videos before but had never actually done it.

Ben licked his lips. “Oh yeah, stud. Get up here and give me that ass.”

Jack’s belly felt quivery inside as he rolled over and straddled Ben’s chest. “God, you’re so sexy.”