Easton [Belt Buckle Ranch 4] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) by Olivia Black Read Free Book Online Page B

moving to the next wrist and giving it the same attention. How the hell did I miss the cuffs?
    “Pull on the cuffs, test them,” Trent told him, and Easton pulled on the cuffs, testing his own strength. “If you want out of the cuffs at any time, tell me. You don’t need a safe word. Saying ‘no’ is enough.”
    Easton nodded. He agreed with what Trent had said, but he knew deep down that he wouldn’t say “no.” He wouldn’t call a halt no matter what the older man decided to do.
    “You’re so beautiful.” Trent ran his hands over Easton’s chest, scraping his blunt nails against Easton’s skin. “Do you like the idea of belonging to me, of me being in complete control of you?”
    Easton stared at him, unable to say a word, so he nodded. It was as if the man knew all of his deep, dark secrets. He wanted Trent to own him. He wanted the man to have complete control and power over his body. Without warning, he pinched Easton’s nipple hard, his fingernail digging into the sensitive flesh. Easton jerked underneath him. The spike of pain went straight to his cock.
    “You’re so sweet,” Trent murmured, brushing a finger across Easton’s mouth. “Soft.”
    Moving slowly, Trent climbed off Easton’s lap. He reached out and Easton sucked in a breath, waiting to see what the man would do. He wrapped his palm around Easton’s balls and squeezed tight. Easton pushed himself into Trent’s hand, eager for more attention. He didn’t care—pain or pleasure—he’d take anything from Trent. Trent leaned forward and dipped his head over Easton’s lap, rubbing his nose in the blond curls at the base of his shaft.
    As Easton stared down his body, Trent turned his head to the side, providing him with a perfect view. The man trailed his tongue up the line of Easton’s erection, a feather-light touch.
    Easton whimpered.
    Slowly…so very slowly, Trent’s lips reached the tip of his cock. Trent wrapped his mouth around the head and Easton was finally able to exhale.
    Pleasure raced through him, more intense than anything he’d ever known. Wet. Hot. Perfect. Easton stared at Trent in complete awe as the man dipped his head, taking more and more of Easton’s shaft into his mouth. He bobbed his head up and down and Easton couldn’t look away if he’d tried. Trent stared at him, brown eyes clashing with green. He knew the power he held over Easton and it was obvious he loved it.
    Pulling back, Trent held the base of Easton’s cock and flashed him a toothy grin before sliding the sharp edges against his dick from tip to base. When he came back to the head of Easton’s cock, Trent bit down. The mixture of pain mixed with pleasure sparked something deep inside of Easton. He bucked, unable to remain still another moment. Trent sucked Easton back into his mouth, hollowing his cheeks and applying pressure.
    Thrusting his hips up off the bed, Easton came. “Sir!” he shouted.
    The world tipped, flipping upside down. It took him a while to come back to reality. All that existed was Trent. Easton shook his head and blinked rapidly, trying to wake himself up. When his vision finally cleared, Easton saw Trent. The man was removing his cuffs. Disappointment consumed him. He wasn’t ready for this to end. He didn’t want Trent to send him home, not yet.
    “Hands and knees, boy,” Trent growled, and Easton followed his order immediately. Trent slid one moist finger into him, quick and rough, and Easton groaned, arching his back. “You like the bite of pain, don’t you, Easton?”
    He nodded rapidly and moaned, “Yes, Sir.”
    Trent didn’t make him wait too long before giving him more. One finger quickly became two as Trent stretched him, adding more lube. Easton pushed back, desperate to feel those magical fingers deeper inside of him. After a few minutes of finger fucking, Trent added a third digit, swirling his fingers, and Easton rocked his hips back and forth.
    “So good,” he whispered.
    “I’m always safe and