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out of sight, out of mind.
    “Because what?”
    He wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of laughing him out of town. Marcus already looked like a fool, and he was an outsider on Tyler ’s turf, a prude in a polo shirt. There was a gaggle of real men in the bar—strong, rough, dominant, and muscled to the teeth. Tyler belonged with one of them, and no doubt preferred them to Marcus. “I only came to give you another offer from Cavendish. It wasn’t my idea.”
    “Really?” He crossed his arms over his chest and tilted his head in suspicion. “Okay. What’s the offer, sweetheart? I’m dying to hear it.”
    “It’s–It’s another sponsorship.”
    Tyler nodded and his narrowed eyes told Marcus he didn’t believe a word. “Another sponsorship?”
    “You know, you’re pretty coherent for a drunk guy.”
    He inched closer. “Cowboys can hold their liquor. I’m sure a cute thing like you is pure as snow, aren’t you? You’d get drunk from a thimbleful.”
    “Are you mocking me? Because I was a virgin?”
    “Whoa there.” Tyler caged him against the wooden plank wall, his large body leaning towards him. He smelled slightly of alcohol and burning wood—a comforting, rustic combination. “That’s just one of the things I love about you, darlin’. You’re mine. All mine.”
    “And who do you belong to, Tyler James? Any man who makes a half-assed offer? Or does he just have to have a big dick?”
    The cowboy laughed, a low rumbling sound that brought out his hackles.
    “That’s what led me to you, no?” Tyler reached low and cupped Marcus’s balls and cock, giving a slight squeeze. He couldn’t stop the drawn-out moan that escaped his lips.
    “Don’t…” He wanted to tell him never to stop, to strip him, fuck him, love him. But he had his pride and had to be cautious. All he really knew about Tyler were rumors, all of them bad.
    “Are you gonna tell me no, Marcus? I have a nice, clean room in this town. Got it with you in mind.” He wrapped his free hand around his waist, tugging him closer, his other hand still on his crotch. The sound of his voice made him harder than the wood he leaned against.
    He couldn’t say no, even if it tore him apart to lose him a second time. “I’ll come on one condition.”
    “Name it.”
    “It’s my turn to fuck you.”

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    Tyler went weak in the knees when his little angel demanded the chance to fuck him. He wouldn’t deny him, not today. Marcus was well endowed, and he could imagine how snugly he’d fill his ass, igniting all his dormant nerves, lighting his body on fire with desire.
    “That’s a boy.” He leaned in close, whispering against the shell of his ear. “I’ll suck your dick first, until you beg me to stop. Then you’re gonna get double-fucked. I’ll lube up a nice fat dildo and fuck you with it. When you’re good and ripe, I’ll bend over and you can ram your beautiful cock into my ass.”
    “ Holy shit .”
    Tyler laughed again, barely able to move without causing discomfort to himself. Not only were his ribs bruised, but his dick was painfully engorged.
    They didn’t waste time in moving to their new location in the motel down the street. It wasn’t a long walk, but still felt like miles when they were both desperate to be alone. But as soon as they entered the door, they didn’t crash onto the bed as he’d anticipated. There was an awkward divide between them, so many unspoken confessions and concerns. The silence had a life of its own.
    Tyler bent down to pick up the keys he’d dropped and winced when he stood up.
    “What’s the matter?” Marcus was next to him in a flash, smoothing his hands down his shoulders.
    “The bull had his way with me this morning.” He chuckled, but even the slight jostling made his ribs ache.
    “I really wish you wouldn’t ride the bulls. I don’t like any of this. It’s dangerous.”
    “If I had you to take care of me, maybe it wouldn’t be so bad.” The awkward tension shifted