We got him in the pen, and I moved out and swung the gate closed. The bull bent to munch the grass, giving us a side eye. “Asshole,” I muttered.
Blake was watching me, a look of awe on his face. “That was amazing, Riley. You have no idea how proud of you I am.”
His compliment would have warmed me all over if I weren’t already pouring sweat in the summer sun. “I wasn’t going to let him hurt you. I know your my—I can’t say it out here, but you know—but that doesn’t mean I can’t take care of you sometimes.”
“No, it doesn’t. I want to take care of you. I want to be there for you, but I’m not perfect and things aren’t always going to go as planned out here. You did exactly the right things. You’ve got great instincts.”
I grinned at him. “Does that mean I deserve a reward?”
Blake laughed, the tension from those scary moments completely gone now. “You absolutely do, but it’s going to have to wait.”
I wasn’t sure that was possible. I was buzzing with adrenaline and already half-hard from the thought of what I wanted from him.
11
Blake
As soon as I returned the poles to the storeroom, Riley grabbed my hand and began to pull me toward the office.
“What are you—”
“Please, I need a minute with you.”
His voice was shaky, and he sounded out of breath. “Riley, are you all right?”
When we stepped into the office, he pushed the door shut behind us, rushed to the window, and closed the blinds.
“Riley, what are you—”
He pounced on me, jumping up and wrapping his legs around my waist. I had no choice but to cup his ass to keep him from falling. He kissed me, seeming to pour all the emotions he must be feeling into me. Abandoning the restraint I should’ve shown, I kissed him back with equal fervor. Adrenaline still pumped through me from the experience with the bull, and instead of holding back, I unleashed it, devouring Riley, squeezing his ass tight to hold him so our hard cocks could rub against each other through our jeans. I wanted him naked and spread for me.
This was so wrong. I was supposed to be taking care of him, teaching him to be responsible. When I’d landed on the ground and Riley got the bull’s attention, I’d been way more scared for him than for myself. I knew how to handle these animals, and most likely I would’ve been all right, but Riley facing down a two-thousand-pound bull had my heart in my throat. I needed to touch him now to prove to myself he was all right.
Riley leaned back, his breath coming in wild pants as he stared at me. “I want my reward now.”
How could I deny him when he’d endangered himself for me? “What do you want?”
He unwrapped his legs from my waist. I lowered him to the floor, but he didn’t stay standing, he went to his knees, hands reaching for my belt. “I want to suck your cock.”
I made a strangled sound as warmth spread through my chest. “That’s the… that’s the reward you want?”
Riley smiled as he held my gaze. “Yes, I’ve been wanting to do this since my first day on the ranch.”
“You could’ve told me one of the nights we’ve been together.”
Riley shook his head. “I was saving it. I wanted to earn it.”
I cupped his face, tilting his head back so he would look at me. “I want to make you happy. I want you to learn how to make yourself happy. You can earn respect for working hard on the ranch. You can earn praise for doing an amazing job or for trying your best. You can earn the right to have the freedom you want from your father, but you don’t ever have to earn pleasure from me. Do you understand?”
Eyes wide, he nodded slowly.
“If you want to save something to make it more special, that’s fine, but don’t do it because you think you don’t deserve it. If you fuck up and need to be disciplined, I’ll take care of that, but I will never withhold the pleasure we share.”
Riley licked his lips. “O-okay.”
I undid my pants, pulled my cock out, and gave it a few strokes. “Suck me, Riley.”
His eyes brightened, and he smiled. “Yes, Daddy.”
I couldn’t even scold him for saying it there. The office door was locked, so we were more or less in private. If I was going to let him put his mouth on me, I might as well let him call me Daddy.
He started by sucking just the head of my cock, swirling his tongue around it. I groaned as he ran his tongue up and down my length, and he cupped my balls, weighing them in his hands. “Stop teasing, boy.”