Easton [Belt Buckle Ranch 4] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) by Olivia Black Page A

now, he wanted the other man to care for him the way he was starting to. With his throat clogged with emotion, Easton didn’t say a word as he slid off the bed.
    He picked his dirty clothes off the floor and dressed haphazardly. He waited for Trent to say something, anything, but the space between them remained silent. Why does my heart hurt? When he was fully dressed, he brushed past Trent and headed for the front door.
    Grabbing his hat off the hook, he shoved it on his head before speed walking to the truck.
    Maybe Trent really didn’t care about him. Maybe he was too soft. What made you think he even liked you? Just because he wants to fuck, doesn’t mean he actually wants a relationship. It’s my own fault. Trent had warned him, but Easton’s craving for the man was too great. Shaking his head, Easton pushed the negative thoughts away. He might be young and a little naïve, but Easton knew exactly what he wanted, and he wanted Trent for longer than a brief sexual affair.

Chapter 7
     
    Easton followed Trent’s orders and kept the plug firmly planted in his ass. He took another shower when he got home before climbing into bed and going to sleep. When he woke up, he started a new day without removing the steel. With every movement he made, Easton was aware of the plug and his mind seemed to be solely focused on Trent, which turned him on and pissed him off simultaneously.
    He went through an internal battle whether he should remove the plug and disobey Trent or just try to deal with it and make it through the day. Out of his depth and slightly uncomfortable, Easton managed to pull on his jeans and tuck his erection away. His cock wouldn’t deflate and Easton didn’t want to take the time to jack off when chores were waiting.
    Moving slower than usual, he made it downstairs to sit with the rest of the men for breakfast. He was normally awake and out the door before the household woke up, but everyone seemed to be up early for some unknown reason. Sitting down for breakfast was an eye-opening experience as he shifted on the chair, trying to find some relief. Fuck!
    “You doing okay over there?” Oliver asked with a raised brow.
    “Yeah, of course, why?”
    “Nothing.” He shook his head. “You just don’t look very comfortable.”
    “I’m fine.” He waved Oliver’s concern away.
    “Trent’s foreman and the other hands should be back in town by the end of the week,” Wyatt informed him, and Easton nodded as he took a bite.
    He didn’t want to talk about the end. He knew what would happen. Trent’s employees would show up and he would no longer be needed at Twin Acres. Just enjoy it while it lasts.
    “You’ll be able to take a break soon. I’m sure he’s working you pretty hard over there.” Easton’s eyes widened slightly as he choked down his bite. If they only knew how hard Trent works me.
    Easton ate quickly before excusing himself and heading for Trent’s ranch. With each step, he wondered if Trent would make him wear the damn plug all day.
    When he arrived at Twin Acres, Trent greeted him inside the barn. “Unbutton your shirt and pull out your cock.”
    Without asking a single question, Easton obeyed the man’s orders. A small voice inside his mind cheered, relived that Trent still wanted to play with him, even though at the end of the day, he knew he’d be sent away without a kiss good-bye. At least now he was prepared. When he was fully exposed to Trent’s wondering eyes, the man walked closer.
    Reaching inside his front pocket, Trent pulled out a thick leather cord and a pair of clamps. Just looking at the innocent items, Easton knew his work day was going to be more of a challenge. Having the plug securely in his ass was one thing, but with the cord around his aching shaft and clamps biting his sensitive nipples, he wouldn’t make it.
    Trent reached out and palmed Easton’s dick. He tried to stay still, but his hips refused, pushing forward, desperately searching for release.