He loved the unique colour of his eyes. How one minute they looked green then another minute they would look blue. Ben's dark brown hair lay over his face, obscuring some of it from view. But it was those dimples that flashed whenever he smiled that always caught Geoff's eyes and made him pause for breath. The man was beautiful. How anyone could have mistreated him as a child was a mystery to him, and he hoped his parents had a long, miserable life.
He checked the temperature of the bath before walking over to the bed and sitting on the side next to Ben. He reached over and gently moved Ben's hair off his face, letting the strands slip through his fingers before leaning down and kissing him on his forehead. He watched Ben stir then slowly open his beautiful eyes to look up at him.
"Morning. I've run you a bath. Thought you might need it."
He watched Ben move closer to him, wincing slightly before looking at him and blushing.
"Yeah, I'm a bit sore."
"Sorry." He leaned down again, kissing him on the lips. "Get in the bath and I'll bring you up a coffee."
Leaving Ben in the bedroom, Geoff went into the kitchen and poured a mug for Ben. When Geoff returned, he found him in the bath groaning.
"God, that feels good," Ben murmured, leaning back in the tub.
Placing the mug on the edge of the bath, Geoff told Ben, "I'm in court today, so you won't be able to reach me, but I'll see you tonight."
Ben nodded with his eyes closed. "Good luck," he mumbled.
Geoff chuckled, kissing him before getting up to leave. He left a copy of the contract in the kitchen with a note telling Ben to read through it and that they would talk when he got back. Yes, he'd done things back to front. He should have given Ben the contract sooner, but he hadn't been entirely certain that they would reach this stage.
Grabbing his briefcase, he quickly checked the contents before getting his coat, wallet and keys and leaving the house.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
When he arrived at the office, Geoff found Seb already in, collecting some files and putting them in his bag. Seb was attending court with him today, so he wasn't surprised to see him there.
"Ready?" Geoff asked him.
"Yes. Just doing some last minute checks," he muttered, frowning.
"Me too. Let's go before it gets busy."
They walked out of the office and made their way onto the street. The pavements were starting to get crowded, and the traffic was bumper to bumper, which made him grateful for the early start he'd planned.
Outside the courts stood his client, James Flynn, pacing as he waited for them, chewing his nails. When he spotted them, he virtually sprinted over. "Are you sure we're going to win?"
Geoff shook James' hand before assuring him. "Yes. We have all the evidence. There isn't any plausible defence he can mount. The trail shows he siphoned money from you for at least three years. Things will be fine, and you know Seb has put in the hours to trace every last penny."
James' shoulders slumped slightly and he exhaled deeply. "How long will it last?"
"That I can't answer. Could be a couple of days or a couple of weeks. We won't really know until we're in there and get started. Let's go, shall we?"
It was a long day, and as it progressed, Geoff began to realise that he might be here for a few days. The man's defence was that he had needed the money for his sick wife. Geoff couldn't help but feel sorry for the man and what his family had gone through, but he had stolen money from his employer and should be held accountable for that. He was clearly trying to earn some sympathy from the jury. He sighed. He could see how this week was going to go.
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When Geoff drove home, he had a pounding headache behind his eyes. He literally winced every time he turned his head too quickly. He parked his car and walked into his house. The wonderful aroma hit him, and he groaned. He was hungry, but first he desperately needed some painkillers.
Walking into the kitchen, Geoff stopped to watch Ben move around dishing out the food. He enjoyed coming home to this. Not the meal waiting for him part, though he did like that, but the fact that someone was here with him. He hadn't realised how lonely he was until Ben had moved in, and he could admit to himself that he didn't want Ben to leave.
Frowning. Geoff attempted to analyse his feelings, but eventually gave up as the pounding in his head worsened. It felt like a brass band was playing in there now.
"Hi."
Ben turned and smiled at him, dimples popping out, then walked over to him, kissing him lightly on the lips. "How was your day in court?"
"Long and tiring."
"Hmmm, you look a little pale. Are you feeling alright?" Ben frowned, looking at his face.
"Headache," Geoff admitted, "but I've got some painkillers in the cupboard, so I'll take some then get changed. What have you been doing today?"
"My exam results came, so I've been looking at courses."
"That's great! So..." Geoff grinned at him, waiting for Ben to tell him how he'd done.
"Well, A's." Ben smiled shyly at him as he told him.
"A's? I don't think I got straight A's when I took my exams! Have you decided then?"
"I always loved science. How things work, so I'm going to do that."
"What? Chemistry, biology and physics?"
"And maths."
"Shit! Really? That's a lot. Going to keep you busy."
"Do you think it's too much?" Ben asked, eyebrows drawn together and biting his lip.
Reaching out, Geoff pulled Ben's lip from between his teeth. "If anyone can do it, you can. You're very intelligent, and these results prove that."
Ben ducked his head, and Geoff had to smile. It was nice to see the real Ben come out after what he had been like when he first moved in. He moved over to him, tilting his face up so he could kiss him. What was meant to be a quick kiss turned into more as their tongues moved together. When Ben moaned, Geoff picked him up and sat him on the counter, pulling his shirt off. Ben leaned back as Geoff kissed his way down his chest. He felt Ben's hands grab his hair as he undid the button of his jeans.
"Up."
Ben lifted his hips up, and Geoff pulled his jeans and boxers down low enough so he could get to his cock. He licked around the head, sliding his tongue into the slit before swallowing him down whole.
"Geoff, oh fuck. That feels so good!"
He bobbed up and down keeping a strong seal around Ben's dick as Ben's hand grabbed his hair tightly. He wanted to get him off. Within a couple of minutes, he heard Ben cry out.
"Coming, Geoff, oh...."
His mouth filled with Ben's come, and he swallowed it all; he didn't want to waste a drop. When Ben had finished coming, Geoff slowly let his soft cock slip from his lips and reached to grab Ben by his hair, kissing him forcefully, thrusting his tongue into Ben's mouth, moaning. He loved the taste of Ben. He slowed the kiss until they were exchanging small touches, and eventually he pulled away.
"Congrats, Ben," he smiled at Ben.
Ben looked at him dazed but satiated, then gave him a wide smile, dimples on show. "Wow. I'm looking forward to more exam results in the future."
Geoff smirked at him then helped him get off the counter and dressed.
"Can I smell lamb?"
"Yes. I'm doing a roast. I've missed them, and after getting those results, I thought I'd cook one tonight."
"Sit down and I'll finish it off. What's left?"
"Nothing much now. The lamb's resting, the roast potatoes are almost done, and the veg is ready. Just carve the meat and I'll set the table."
"Alright."
Once everything was ready, they sat down to eat. Geoff moaned when he tasted the lamb. Cooked just how he liked it. It wasn't long before Geoff had cleared his plate and sat back in his chair relaxing.
"I read the contract." Ben looked at him from under his lashes.
"And?"
"I've filled it in. Er, what I would like, what I might try and some definite nos."
"Do you have i
t here? I'd like to have a look at it."
Ben stood, walked over to one of the drawers in the kitchen, and pulled the contract out before walking back and handing it over.
Geoff scanned the sections and an idea formed in his mind.
He dropped the contract on the counter, then grabbed Ben's hand leading him to his bedroom.
"Strip and drop."
Ben stared at him blankly for a few seconds then drew in a shuddering breath before undressing. Geoff could see how turned on he was. His cock was hard and leaking. He watched Ben lower himself into a kneeling position in front of him.
"Tonight, I'm going to handcuff you, then have you ride me. Are you comfortable with that?"
Ben hesitated before answering his question. "Yes."
"Are you sure? You've marked it as something you want to try, but I don't want to rush you."
Ben smiled slightly at him. "I'm nervous, but I want to try this."
Geoff nodded. "Alright. What are your safe words?"
"Er, no?"
Geoff shook his head as he answered him. "Can't be the word no. Sometimes people say no when they mean yes, so a safe word is always a different word you wouldn't use in sex. How about colours for now. Green is for okay, amber for when you want to slow down and red is when you want it to stop."
Ben nodded. "Yeah, alright."
"But you need to think of a safe word that's relevant for you. Now, on the bed on your front with your hands above your head."
He watched Ben assume the position he'd wanted. Unable to resist touching him, Geoff ran his hands along his skin. He noticed the faded scars, but they didn't bother Geoff. Ben had survived a terrible childhood and Geoff would ensure Ben only knew pleasure from now on.
Moving away from Ben's tempting body, Geoff reached into the drawer and pulled out a set of padded handcuffs. Leaning over, he put them on Ben. "Not too tight?"
Ben tested them. "No."
"The answer is no, Sir."
"Huh?"
"In here when we are doing a scene you will call me Sir. Clear?"
When Ben didn't answer, Geoff knelt by the bed and turned Ben's head towards him. His eyes were closed, and he was panting slightly. "Colour?" he asked him quietly.
Ben shuddered then swallowed, licking his lips before he answered. "Green. Fuck, we are so green."
Geoff rocked back on his heels, eyes wide open in surprise. He'd expected Ben to be apprehensive, but he appeared even more turned on. He bent and kissed him then stood up and took the tube of lube out of the drawer.
"Hands and knees." Geoff ordered in a firm, low voice.
After Ben had moved into the position Geoff wanted, not easy with the handcuffs on, Geoff knelt behind him and spread his arse cheeks open, exposing his hole. Rubbing his finger over it, Geoff watched the wrinkled flesh tighten then relax. Teasing it, Geoff pressed against it, but never penetrated Ben's hole.
Leaning closer, Geoff flicked his tongue over Ben's hole and moaned at the taste. Musky, all male. Uniquely Ben. He circled Ben's hole with his tongue slowly rimming him, feeling it clench beneath him. Moving away, Geoff licked down to his balls and then back up again, getting it all nice and wet.
Circling Ben's hole with his tongue, Geoff listened to the moans Ben made. The whimpers, the muttering and gasps of pleasure. The way Ben's body moved, pushing back on his tongue, shuddering beneath his hands. He'd never been into rimming, but with Ben, he wanted to explore that and so much more. He stiffened his tongue and then thrust it into Ben's hole, hearing Ben cry out. He heard the handcuffs rattle as Ben tugged on them, unable to control his body.
Geoff pulled back and told him, "You can't come until I tell you to."
"Yes, Sir," Ben shuddered, breathing hard, hands clenched.
Thrusting his tongue in again, Geoff swirled it around before pulling it out then fucked Ben with it. He added a finger and pushed his tongue in again continuing to fuck Ben with both. Geoff could feel Ben's body shiver and jerk with every thrust of his tongue and he added another finger, relaxing the muscle and widening him. He scissored his fingers and moved them around until he found Ben's prostate, rubbing against it. Ben cried out above him, body trembling.
"Please, can I come, Sir?" Ben asked him panting, arse clenching on Geoff's fingers in a vice-like grip.
Reaching a hand around Ben, Geoff gripped his cock, stroking it. Geoff leaned back down and resumed thrusting his tongue in Ben's arse. "Come," he ordered him.
Within seconds, Ben shouted out as he started to come, and Geoff could feel him clamping down on his fingers. Ben's body shuddered and jerked, come spurting from his dick to cover Geoff's hand and the covers below.
Geoff stroked a hand down Ben's sweat-covered back, feeling tremors run through Ben's body as his orgasm began to subside. Helping Ben to lie down on the bed, Geoff lay next to him, listening to Ben panting.
As Ben eventually calmed, Geoff stroked Ben's sweat-soaked hair from his forehead. "You did well, Ben. I'm proud of you."
Ben opened his eyes, looking at him in a daze. "I did?"
"Yes." Geoff leaned closer, sliding his lips over Ben's. He felt Ben sigh against them and Geoff pushed his tongue between Ben's lips. Ben opened his mouth and their tongues slowly slid past one another, touching and twirling in an erotic dance.
A minute later, Geoff pulled back. "Time to ride me now. I want to hear you cry my name as you ride my cock."
Ben moaned, closing his eyes. Pushing himself up, Geoff moved himself beneath Ben. He reached over, grabbed a condom, and opened it, rolling it on his hard dick, then added lube. He helped Ben to straddle him, then stopped moving. Geoff had never seen a more stunning sight. Ben's cheeks were flushed from his orgasm, his kiss swollen lips slightly parted, his sweaty hair sticking to his face, and his eyes half closed. Beautiful. Ben was beautiful.
He held his cock up for Ben and bit his lip watching Ben slowly lower himself onto it. Geoff groaned when the head of his dick pushed past the ring of muscle, the heat and tightness ramping up his own arousal. He knew he wouldn't last long, but as long as he was able to get Ben off again, he didn't mind. He watched Ben pull back up then drop further down on his cock. God, he was about to explode. Ben's movements were slow and torturous.
The look on Ben's face told Geoff exactly how much he was enjoying this. His head was thrown back, mouth open wide, his chest moving quickly as he panted. Ben kept repeating the action until he was fully seated on Geoff's cock, then he slowly dropped his head forward to look down at him.
"Ride me," Geoff ordered him. He didn't know how much longer he was going to last. He reached for Ben's cock and started stroking him as Ben slowly rode him, staring down and moaning every time he moved. It wasn't long before Ben was riding him hard and fast, crying out every time he dropped down. Geoff felt the tingling along his spine that signalled his impending orgasm and stroked Ben faster, gripping him tighter as Geoff's balls pulled up.
Ben suddenly clamped around him, shouting out as ribbons of come coated Geoff's stomach and chest, moving erratically above him. Geoff continued stroking him through his orgasm when his own hit.
Thrusting up, Geoff cried out, grabbing Ben by his hips as he slammed up into his body, jerking as he filled the condom. Geoff's body flushed with heat, electricity shooting throughout as he continued coming.
Eventually, he lay back on the bed, Ben slumped over him, gasping for breath. That has to be one of those most intense orgasms he had ever had. What was it about Ben that made him feel this way?
He gently brushed the hair from Ben's forehead as their breathing slowly returned to normal then he eased Ben off him and removed the condom, throwing it in the bin. He leaned over and, grabbing the key, released the cuffs from Ben's wrists, rubbing them as he did. Ben opened his eyes, smiling up at him.
Grabbing some wipes, Geoff cleaned Ben then pulled him close. Ben reached a hand up and curled it around the back of Geoff's head, pulling him down for a slow, gentle kiss before closing his eyes. Geoff pul
led the covers over them and watched as Ben fell asleep. Watching him sleep, Geoff realised he was falling for him, and that scared the shit out of him. He wasn't sure it was something he was ready for.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Ben groaned as he sat reading through funeral plans and looking at the costs. How could a wooden box cost so much? No wonder it was a booming business. There were church costs, hearses, flowers, tombstone and much more. It could cost from three grand to over ten! Burying someone was more expensive than he'd realised. He didn't know about church services and hymns or types of flowers. He dropped his head onto the counter, closing his eyes. He'd been at this all week and still didn't have anything set in place.
Fortunately, everyone was coming over for dinner, so the four of them could sit together and go over the various plans available and start the whole process rolling. The thought of Adam lying in the dark on a cold metal slab left a cold, hollow feeling in Ben's chest. He hated the thought of him being there alone, which he knew was stupid. He was dead, so he wasn't feeling anything. But Ben knew and he hated it.
He pushed away from the counter and poured himself a coffee. As he sipped it, the phone rang. He put the mug down and walked over to pick it up.
"Hello."
"Hey, Ben, it's Luke."
Ben smiled. "Hey, you alright?"
"Are we still on for later?"
"Yeah. Six alright for you guys?" Ben opened the fridge, checking if he needed any ingredients.
"Yeah, we'll meet you there. I know Tom and Seb are going straight from work."
"It's great that Tom has a job, isn't it?" Ben was happy for Tom, and from what Geoff had told him, Tom was fitting in well. "How about you? What are you doing?"
"Both me and Matt are working and we're both going to college."
Ben laughed. "That's great! I might be joining you. I'm thinking of doing science and maths."
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