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Then he remembered. "Oh Christ! Are you back to that?" Images flashed in his mind and he felt himself get a lot closer to coming. Oh God.

Tor growled deep in his chest. "Want to do it, Jake. Won't if you don't want to. But fuck, picture it."

"Where?" Jake asked, his voice hoarse and his breath starting to come in ragged gasps.

"Loft. Or a stall."

"Oh fuck."

"Can you see it, Jake? Harnesses, leads, reins, whatever you want. Leather, rope. Make it good."

Jake groaned and thrust hard, his head buzzing with the pictures Tor was creating, the longing in Tor's voice, and what he was pretty sure was a perverse need to actually let Tor tie him up.

"Tor!" Jake came hard, and Tor took his own weight on one hand, reaching the other to tangle with Jake's on his cock, stroking fast and hard until he shot, his seed coating both their hands.

They fell to the ground and Tor turned his head trying to reach Jake. Jake shifted, sliding out and then moved up to kiss him hard, tongue plunging into Tor's mouth.

When Jake finally broke the kiss Tor looked at him steadily. "Let me?"

"Yeah. Not sure when, though."

Tor grinned. "We'll figure it out."

"Yeah, I guess we will." Then Jake kissed him again.

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They rode back to the ranch in the dying light, knowing they'd missed supper. Tor was grumbling about having to make something with the leftovers and Jake was laughing, pointing out that with the other three at the table there was little chance of leftovers.

"You'll have to make me something from scratch," he said, laughing at Tor's indignant look.

They lead the horses into the stable and greeted a couple of the day hands who were late leaving. It wasn't until Jake had River's saddle off that he recognized the grins they had been greeted with for what they were. He glanced at Tor and met dark eyes, snapping with fire.

"We have to get the hell out of here, Taggart."

Jake nodded. "Yeah. For a little while. Let things calm down."

"Fuck. I hate everyone knowing. I hate the looks, the glances, the fucking smirks.

Anytime we so much as pass in the yard there's some fool making eyes at us. Getting tired of it." Tor was grooming Lug with wide, strong strokes, and Jake could see resentment and anger building in the way his arms were moving, the tense line of his shoulders.

Jake walked to him, leaned against the wall. "Long weekend maybe. Get out of here."

Tor stopped and looked at him. "Yeah. That'd be nice. Could go to my sister's, if you want."

Jake blinked. "Uh. Yeah. But no. Not up to meeting the family, you know. I'm not saying never – "

Tor laughed. "S'okay, don't hurt yourself backing away. So. Not Texas. Where do you want to go?"

Jake shrugged. “Camping, maybe? Or Little Rock? Just away.”

Tor nodded slowly. “Room service would be nice. And a hot tub.”

“Big soft bed.”

“Porn on the TV.”

“Porn in the bed.”

“Room service and porn. Let’s go to the city.”

“Beats pissing in the woods.”

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“You’re so fucking romantic.”

“It’s a gift.”

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Chapter Twenty

Missy needed a new dress. Actually, Missy needed a specific dress, as bridesmaids often do, and she had to go to Little Rock to get it. Her parents thought that it would be a good idea for them to go along to keep an eye on things, and a family long weekend trip was planned, full of shopping and visiting assorted people on the way.

Kip was at Beth's for the night, again. Jake had his money on a Thanksgiving proposal.

Tor figured Christmas Eve.

Hound and Elias figured they were long overdue for a Saturday night of drinking and dancing, so they’d taken themselves off to town for the night, saying that they would be back by Sunday lunch.

Jake and Tor were right where they wanted to be. Jake was lying on the couch with Tor on top of him, making out like teenagers while they ignored whatever was on TV. They were both shirtless, wearing only jeans and socks, and they spent great lengths of time just exchanging long slow kisses.

"Hey," Tor murmured in between kisses.

"Hmm?"

"Got the whole place to ourselves. Whole freaking ranch."

"Uh huh." Jake was thinking they could stay right where were they were, do what they wanted on the couch. Or in the kitchen maybe. The porch…

"Could go up to the barn."

They kissed for awhile longer and Jake thought about it. Then he really thought about it, and felt his cock throb.

Tor chuckled, and Jake knew that Tor’d been waiting for him to clue in.

"Uh, yeah. We could do that." Jake's kisses were getting more urgent, and he shifted against Tor, needy and hungry. He could almost feel his hands tied down, unable to touch Tor. He could see himself, bound and open, not able to move, only able to feel. He kissed Tor hard, hands tangled in his hair, tongue thrusting deep. He moaned softly and ground his hips up into Tor's cock.

Tor grinned into the kiss. "Wanna?"

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Oh yes. He wanted to. Well, parts of him really wanted to. There was a small part of his brain that wondered if it was such a great idea.

Tor leaned back and studied his face. "Your body is screaming yes, Taggart, but your eyes aren't into it. Not gonna do this if you don't want to."

Jake nodded and pulled him down for another kiss, his hips moving fast and hard. "Want to. Just not sure—”

Tor moved with him, friction working at them both. Jake felt desperate, so fucking hard and needy and ready.

"Not sure 'bout what?" Tor said, his breath becoming ragged and fast. The words were lost in Jake's moans and they gave up on the conversation in favour of following their need. Tor forced a hand between them, fought with Jake's zipper for a moment and then wrapped a strong hand around his hard shaft.

"Tor. Please. Oh God, need to come."

Tor shifted off him and stroked him hard, Jake's hips thrusting up to meet his hand. Jake watched his face, watched as Tor looked back at him, and saw the fierce desire in those dark eyes, the hunger for him.

"God, Jake. So fucking hot. You make me so hard. You're fucking sexy like this."

Jake cried out came in shuddering jerks, come splashing and pooling on his stomach. "Oh God."

Tor's hand went to his own waist and he undid his jeans, his cock hard and leaking when it was free of the denim. He moved up the couch as best he could, then swore in frustration. He leaned back and skinned the jeans off altogether and straddled Jake, who already had a big hand on his ass, pulling him closer.

"Suck me, Jake."

Jake licked at the head of Tor's erection, tasting him, then opened his mouth for Tor, letting him in.

"Fuck, so good."

Jake sucked Tor down as far as he could. He teased at Tor's cock with lips and tongue, moving fast up and down the silk smooth skin.

"Oh shit, Jake. You're hungry tonight. So good."

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Jake moaned again and Tor shuddered, thrusting a little deeper. Jake pulled Tor in with his mouth, the hand he still had on Tor's ass, encouraging Tor to go deeper yet. He needed Tor, needed this. So fucking good.

Tor gasped as Jake worked at him, his hips moving faster. Jake moved his free hand around to stroke Tor's balls and Tor moaned. When Jake's hand on his ass moved down and Jake's finger started to circle his entrance he froze and swore.

"Shit. Jake, gonna come."

Jake nudged his finger into Tor's ass. Tor jerked and came, pumping into Jake's throat as Jake swallowed.

When Jake finally let Tor slip out of his mouth Tor moved sideways on the couch.

"Christ." Tor was still panting. "Holy shit, Jake."

Jake kissed him, then wrapped strong arms around his chest, snuggling in.

"Nope. Not snuggling. That leads to sleeping. Look at me, Taggart."

Jake looked up into dark, serious eyes.

"That was real nice, Jake. But we were talking." Tor bent his head and kissed Jake gently, sucking on his lower lip. "If you aren't sure, we're not doing it. Not gonna do anything you don't want."

Jake shuddered and kissed Tor again. "Want to," he said softly.

"But?"

"But I don't know why I want to."

Tor sat up and pulled Jake around until they were leaning on each other. He ran one hand over Jake's chest and nuzzled at his neck. "Does it matter?"

"No. Yeah. I don't know. Just never thought about it before I guess. Never figured I was the type."

Tor sucked at the soft skin below he ear for a moment. "Like it when you fuck me, yeah?

Like it when I get my knees for you?"

Jake felt his cock twitch and start to fill again at the thought. "Yeah."

"Like it when I do you, too, right?"

"Yeah."

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Tor turned Jake's head and kissed him deeply, tongue caressing his mouth. He pulled back and said, "See? Doesn't mean that its gonna be this way all the time. You can like it.

I can like it." He gave a Jake a wicked grin. "Besides, you haven't even started thinking about what I might let you do to me, have you?"

Jake knew his eyes were getting wide and Tor laughed. He grinned at Tor and grabbed his hand, getting off the couch.

"C'mon. Let's get some clothes on and go for a walk."

~*~*~

It took them less than five minutes to pull on sweatpants and sneakers and for Tor to grab some blankets from their room.

"Can't have you getting scratches from the hay," he said with a leer.

Jake felt something tighten in his gut. Not fear, he was sure of that. He wanted this –

God, how he wanted this. The sheer force of his need surprised him.

He'd always known that he had a strong personality. He was always fighting when he was younger, before he'd been arrested. Had always been the leader of whatever stupid prank he and his friends had been up to, even if it wasn't his idea.

Then he'd gotten sober in prison, falling into himself, making promises to the only person he could count on. It was his own will and determination that had turned his life around and he knew that in his life he could best rely on only himself.

The first night he'd been with Tor he had taken charge. He'd held the man's head still as he fucked Tor's mouth. He had done it to prove that he was the Boss, on the ranch and in their coming together. He'd been in Tor first. He'd taken Tor roughly, had fucked him into the ground in the orchard.

He wondered when things had changed, when he opened himself so completely to this man. He knew that this wasn't about giving up all his control to Tor. It was about sharing.

It was about caring.

He shook his head slightly as they reach the barn, their hands close together. He reached out that extra inch and twisted his fingers with Tor's. Maybe he just never had someone he could give it all to before. This was about trust, the one thing he held closer to himself than anything else.

They walked into the barn and Tor turned on the lights. Jake looked at him for a moment and leaned in to kiss him.

"Yeah?"

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"Yeah."

Tor glanced at the ladder to the loft. "No light up there, Jake. Stall it is."

Jake nodded and the knot in his stomach eased a little. Tor pulled him in and kissed him again, deep and hard. When they broke the kiss they were both breathing hard and Jake could see how dark Tor's eyes were.

"How about you go up and toss down a couple of bales? Don't want you standing up, and cement floors aren't much fun."

Jake nodded and went up the ladder, grabbing the bales closest to the edge. He tossed down three, then thought about it. Better too many than too few. He tossed two more down.

He moved the bales into an empty stall, stacking them so there were three down in a row and two on top. Looked like a weird chair. He went back to the door and picked up the pile of blankets and the lube, stopping to watch Tor when he turned around to go back.

Tor was walking into the stall with an armload of tack. Jake thought it looked to be mostly reins. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself: if the sight of tack got him this hard he was going to have trouble working after this.

Jake waited in the doorway for a few moments, unsure if he actually wanted to see what Tor was doing. He was still standing with his arms full of blankets when Tor came back out and raised a brow at him.

"Kinda hard to do this if you're out there, Taggart."

Jake smiled and walked to Tor, then past him into the stall. He spread the blankets over the hay bales and stepped back, suddenly very unsure of what to do next. The last thing he wanted was to just take off his clothes and receive directions on where to stand and passively hold out his arms to be bound.

Tor seemed to feel the same way. As Jake stepped back strong arms slid around his waist and he was turned into Tor's body and pressed into the wall of the stall. Their kiss started as something comfortable and easy, but as Tor moved against him Jake felt his hunger awaken again. He deepened the kiss, feeding soft sounds into Tor's mouth, grinding his hips into Tor's.

Tor held him tight to Tor's body, hands moving to Jake's hips as they rocked together against the wall, erections tight together through the soft fabric of their sweatpants. Then Tor was moving him, backing him up until Jake's sneakers hit the bales. He fell back onto them, pulling Tor with him.

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"Fuck, you're hot," Tor said as he ran his hands over Jake. "So goddamn sexy." Tor took another long kiss and Jake moaned as Tor's weight settled on him, hips thrusting faster.

Tor moved down his body and knelt on the floor in front of him hands at Jake's waist once more. "Lift up."

Jake lifted and Tor pulled his pants down and off, getting rid of the sneakers at the same time. Jake closed his eyes and sighed when Tor took him in his mouth, licking at the head of his cock before sealing those lips around the head and sucking gently. He dropped a hand to Tor's hair and twisted it there, groaning as Tor moved lower, taking the rest of his erection in, one smooth, deep, motion that made his head spin.