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Ben smiled and settled beside him, running his fingers over Adam’s chest. “Tell me what you fantasized about Monday.”

Adam shifted to his side. “You stormed back into my office to say something else. And you caught me with my dick in my hand. You came around my desk and climbed into my lap, kissing me and stroking me until I came.”

“If I’d caught you with that dick out, I’d have done more than just jerk you off.” Ben propped on his elbow and gazed down Adam’s body. “It’s still breathtaking even now.”

“Glad you like it,” Adam said, which made them both laugh. Adam drew Ben closer. “I want to spend the whole day with you tomorrow. Anything you want to do.”

“Stay in bed and let the servants feed us.” Ben kissed Adam’s chest and then nibbled on his chin.

“Don’t have any of those.”

Ben blinked at him. “Seriously? This place is huge.”

“Yes, but I only use a few rooms. I really do things for myself. I wasn’t born rich, you know. Yes, I inherited the company from my uncle because he never married and didn’t have children, but my life before starting to work under him was probably very similar to yours. Grew up in a three-bedroom house in the suburbs. Both parents worked to support me and my little brother. My uncle was good to us, so we never had hard times. But I wasn’t rich. I did not grow up in a house like this.”

“So why have it?”

“Inherited it, too. I can’t bring myself to sell it.”

Ben looked around. “Was it this stark when your uncle was alive?”

“Yeah. He wasn’t here much.”

Ben studied his face a moment. “I was just trying to tease you about the servants. I had no idea.”

“Why would you? How many people know intimate details about their bosses?”

“I’m sorry about the lonely prince comment. That was kind of mean. Unfair.”

“It was mean. But I’m very willing to forgive you.”

Ben looked a little uncertain for a moment. “Maybe you shouldn’t be so willing. I can be a real dick at times.”

Adam chuckled softly. “At least you admit it.”

“Yeah, but I shouldn’t need to have someone call me on it all the time.” Ben moved a little closer. “I felt bad about the lonely prince comment because I think maybe you have been lonely. People like me making assumptions can’t help when it comes to meeting people. Making friends even.”

“It can be difficult.” Adam drew him into a long kiss. When they parted, he said, “But I’m not lonely now.” He brushed their lips together again. “And I can’t wait for you to ride me.”

Adam felt Ben’s cock jerk against his leg.

“Still trying to figure out what to make of you,” Ben said as he reached for the lube again. A playful spark came into his eyes. “Kind of fun, actually. Discovering the real you.”

“Fun, huh? Adam stroked himself, amazed that it took so little effort to get hard again after already coming twice. “I’ll agree this is a fun place to start.”

Ben reached around and used his slicked fingers to lube himself, and the sight only made Adam harder. “I get to tie you to the bedposts if I stay tomorrow?”

You can do anything you want, so long as you stay. “Yes,” Adam said softly.

Ben smiled as he straddled Adam and lowered himself onto Adam’s cock. Ben sighed as he took the shaft inside him. “Mmmm. Bet I don’t even need to tie you down to have you at my mercy.” He laughed and winked at Adam.

Adam watched Ben slowly riding him for a moment. “You’re right. You don’t,” he said softly.

Ben lowered himself and took every inch, his expression changing a bit as he closed his eyes and moaned. Adam grasped Ben’s hip with one hand and slowly drew him down for a kiss with the other. Ben opened his eyes again, gasping as their lips met. Adam didn’t let Ben look away as they rode out their pleasure, and once they were both sated, Ben curled himself around Adam and fell asleep half on his chest, their legs tangled together.

****

Ben woke alone, grasping a pillow, in a bed that smelled like sex … and Adam. He opened his eyes and pushed himself up. This room had a cozier feel, something he hadn’t really noticed the night before. The rest of the house had cream or white walls with watercolors and mirrors everywhere, but the bedroom had dark wood paneling. Family photos in smaller frames decorated the walls in asymmetrical groupings. Ben rose to go look at them, shrugging into a robe that had been left on the bed near his feet and then retrieving his glasses. There was one framed photo on Adam’s desk at work, but Ben had never been around the other side of the desk to see what was in it. Most of the pictures here seemed to be of Adam’s parents and brother. There was a man who looked a lot like his father, too, so that had to be his uncle. A few had older relatives who seemed to be grandparents.