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There was another addition for time alone, time apart. Each day, for an hour, I could do whatever I wanted, and it read that the soddy was mine. Another piece of paper was placed on the contract, and it was a deed of ownership with both our names.
I officially owned half the soddy and the property where it sat. “No, Noah! No way this is… no. I won’t take this,” I declared, and shoved that back to him.
“You don’t have to, but it’s yours, along with that money I showed you. You’re more valuable around here than just you and me being together. You work your ass off and sell it back to me if we split. I’ll pay you for it, along with the savings. I never want you to feel like you’re working for nothing.”
“I don’t feel that way, Noah. I’m working for this home, this ranch! I want to be here; I want to work here.”
“Well, keep doing it. But this is for a safety net for you. That’s all. You’ll know you don’t have to stay here, ever. I only want you to want to stay here. Do you understand that?”
Needs and wants were two very different things. I knew that, and if it was what he wanted to do, I’d give into it. Though I knew I’d never take it from him. “I do. Okay, and I’d like to spend time in the soddy, maybe fix it up, put my bike there, even.”
“That is up to you. Fix it like you want. Change the furniture.”
Everything was perfect in the contract, and what was amazing, for Noah to have never been a constant master, he put it in there at least twice. “You want this? Or, Noah, and be honest with me, are you doing this because you think it’s what I want?”
“A little of both, Eli. I’m not going to lie. Sure, I want to give you this lifestyle you thought you were getting with someone else. I want to be everything that dick wasn’t. That’s human nature. But I have always wondered, what if…? I read a lot; you know that. I’ve read some things that, well, I don’t have on the living room shelves, that’s for damn sure! And I’ve watched my share of specialized porn, too. It’s always made me wonder. What would I do if I had a beautiful sub that wanted to submit all day, every day, and every night? If it doesn’t work out, well, I know to open my mouth and say something.”
“And I’m open to that. I’m open to all of it, Noah. Either way, I’m here for it. I hope you know that,” I said, squinting my eyes at him, watching him as he fidgeted.
“Just don’t be too mad if I suck at it.”
I was truthful while also lightening things a little. “You’re bossy on the reg, Noah. I doubt you won’t fit into the role.”
It worked, as he cracked a nice smile. “Smart ass.”
“That’s me. So, you got a pen?”
“You don’t want to change anything?”
I was sincere when I pledged, “I want to serve you. I want to give myself to you. What is there to change? You’re giving me… a lot, Noah. More than I’d ever ask of you. That’s not a little thing to me.”
He turned to the catch-all drawer where the pens were kept, and I stiffened, remembering what I’d put there. He took out the picture of him and his late husband, stared at it a second before placing it back where it was and grabbing a pen.
After closing the drawer, he stood still for a minute, like he was thinking over something, and he vocalized it, after making sure his words were perfect. “This isn’t small for me, either, Eli. I want to be good to you. I swear, I’ll be good to you.” He turned, not moving toward me with the pen yet. “I don’t want to lose our fun, and the way we sit on the porch, doin’ nothin’ at all at night.”
“Me either, Noah. That is my favorite time of the day, and I don’t see that changing.”
“Then sign the fucking thing before I change my mind.”
He was grinning a little crookedly, reminding me more of Sam Elliot than ever, and I signed it, pushing it back over to him. I’d just committed to submit to Sam Elliot’s evil twin.
I couldn’t have been happier.
Chapter Eighteen
JoelcameandNoahsent him with a list to take care of the cattle. I never thought he’d trust anyone with them again, so I knew whatever he had in store for me was big.
It started in the house, after breakfast, when he handed me my list. “You’ve been busy this morning. When did you get up?”
“Four,” he answered. “I couldn’t sleep well anyway, thinking about all this. So… if I go to bed at seven tonight, don’t blame me. It’s your fault.”
I went to him after setting my plate in the sink, and moved my body to his, leaning my head way to the side so my neck was exposed. “Mark me? Please?”
“My boy,” he said, then sunk his teeth into my flesh and started sucking up a mark, right where no collar on any shirt I wore would cover it.
His hands gently took my waist, holding me, and when the mark was set on my neck, he whispered, “Knees.”
I slid down his body to do as I was told, my eyes staying locked with his as I went. Once I was on my knees, I licked over my lips, tempting him, letting him know my mouth was ready for him.
