Neutral Zone Trap - Bianca Sommerland Page 0,36

a hard limit, I’ll spank you whenever I please. You’ll know when it’s for a punishment. I won’t take it so easy on you next time.”

“Easy?” Braxton yelped as Ryan slapped his thigh, reminding him of the lingering ache there, which spread to the rest of his ass. “Yeah, I’m gonna shut up now.”

“That would be wise.” But Ryan seemed like he was having fun. He washed Braxton’s body with a facecloth, then got out of the shower ahead of him, holding out a towel once he’d wrapped another around himself.

Turning off the shower, Braxton thanked Ryan, took the towel, and began drying his hair as Ryan motioned for him to follow him out of the bathroom. Despite the throbbing heat covering his ass, he really did feel awesome. As though the shower had cleaned him in every way. He got a fresh start with Ryan. He never thought he’d get one.

In Ryan’s room, he waited by the door, not sure what he was supposed to do next. He pressed his teeth into his bottom lip as Ran sat on the edge of the bed.

Shit, the rules!

He dropped the towel and hurried to the bed, wincing as he dropped to his knees and the rough carpet scrapped them.

Sighing, Ryan shook his head. “We’ll work on that.”

Braxton ducked his head. “Sorry about that.”

“Don’t be, you’re learning. But my submissive doesn’t come to me like he’s sliding into home base.” Ryan ruffled his hair. “The only marks I want on you are the ones I’ve put there.”

“Or I get on the ice.”

“Yes, but do try to come home in one piece.” For a second it looked like Ryan wanted to correct himself, but he simply laughed and shook his head. “Enough for one night. Get up here, I want to make sure I did a good job.”

Pushing up to his feet, Braxton slid onto the bed without hesitation, but when Ryan eased him back and pressed his thighs apart, heat spilled from the back of his neck, up his ears and cheeks, and down to his chest. Fucking was one thing, but lying here, spread open, with Ryan’s eyes on his dick was different. And only got worse when he cupped his ass cheeks and used his thumbs to completely expose his hole.

“Next time, I’ll have you lying down like this so I can get everything.” Ryan leaned down, flicking his tongue over the tight ring of muscle. He used his elbows to hold Braxton in place when his hips rose in response. “Be still, pet. I’m not finished inspecting you. This will be a regular thing I do. I like making sure you’re ready for me.”

He didn’t think he could get any harder, but as Ryan teased him with the tip of his tongue, his pulsing dick pressed into his stomach and precum joined the droplets of water still glistening on his skin. He panted as Ryan’s tongue pressed against him, reaching down to grab his hair, then stopping when Ryan looked up at him and his brow rose.

“Oh fuck. I don’t know how long I can take this.” Braxton reached up and hooked his fingers to the edge of the mattress. “Ryan…”

“Try again, pet.” Ryan’s tone held a hint of playful warning, but he continued to lick and press his tongue in a bit deeper.

Braxton grasped at the tantalizing burn that had his dick twitching and every muscle in his body tightening up. “Sir, please. I need…I need you to…”

Lifting his head, Ryan gave him a slow smile. He slid his fingers past his lips, slipping them out nice and slick with saliva. Then he brought the tips to Braxton’s ass, holding his gaze. “This is what you’ll get from me right now. And only this. If you can’t come, we’ll try again in the morning.”

A whimper escaped Braxton as Ryan’s fingers penetrated. He wasn’t sure he could come without touching his dick. And he fucking needed to.

Rising up onto the bed, Ryan reclined on his side, his fingers deep inside Braxton, moving slowly. “You let White fuck you. And Pischlar. Neither meant anything to you and you meant nothing to them, except as a friend willing to have a good time. You will give me more than that, Braxton.” He curved his fingers, moving them in and out faster as Braxton’s hips rose to meet them. “So much fucking more.”

Braxton was close, but Ryan’s words had him hovering on the edge, and he pressed his feet into the mattress,