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“I won’t be there to watch you come like a geyser. And youwill, trust me.”

Butch went quiet.

“You still there?”

He cleared his throat again. “You really think I’ll like it that much?”

Sol grinned. “Satisfaction guaranteed.”

“So why are you sending me to the barn?”

“Because I want you to go to one of the cabinets in the main room, and pick out a couple of things that are going to help you on this voyage of discovery.”

Butch chuckled. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”

Not as much asyou’regoing to.

“How do you know what’s in the cabinets?”

Sol clicked on a folder on the laptop and smiled. “Because I’m looking at the photos I took as we speak. Well? Are you going to accept my challenge or not?”

His instincts said yes, but Butch had already surprised him once today, so he wasn’t counting his chickens.

Butch sighed. “Give me an hour to finish here, clean up, and get to the barn. But if there’sanyonearound there, this isn’t happening, you got that?”

“Got it.” When Butch fell silent again, Sol frowned. “You okay? Is anything wrong?”

He’s changed his mind.

“I’m gonna do this, because I have to tell ya, you got me real curious. But… there’s one thing I’m sorry about.”

“What’s that?”

“You won’t be there to watch. Talk in an hour.” He hung up.

Sol sagged into his chair.

Mytiming might suck, but Butch is a goddamn master at it.

The next hour was going to dragsomuch, but Sol would be ready for the call. Because now he had a goal.

Butch Buchanan was going to shoot his load again, andthistime, Sol wanted to hear every sigh, moan and whimper that escaped those soft lips.

Chapter 35

Butch stared at the bench Matt had posed on.

How come I never noticed those before?

At each end of the bench were two metal rings shaped like the letter D, and a wave of heat rolled over him.They’re for tying someone down.He shivered, and it wasn’t an unpleasant sensation.

His phone buzzed in his jeans pocket and he took it out, peering at the screen.

It’s been over an hour. You need more time?

Butch rolled his eyes and hit Call. “Dude. Impatient much? I had to go to the bathroom, okay?” The prospect of putting anything near his ass had sent him into a panic, and he’d spent almost fifteen minutes getting himself as clean as could be down there.

He wasgoingto tell Sol his ass was clean enough to eat off it, but pulled it back at the last minute. That conjured up an image he did notwantto leave in his head for too long.

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