Neutral Zone Trap - Bianca Sommerland Page 0,39

to stroke him, Braxton shook his head. “Two days of you torturing me with sex isn’t gonna scare me away.”

“No?” Ryan liked hearing that, but he had to push a little bit. His sub shouldn’t find him too predictable. And some fear could bring a nice edge to their play. “What if I decide to introduce you to a flogger? Or a whip? Or lock you in a cage to rely on me for everything you eat and drink, only letting you out to relieve yourself? There are many things I’d like to try with you and I can be quite creative.”

If anything, what had been intended as a warning only intensified the heat in Braxton’s eyes. “Sounds hot.”

Could he be any more perfect?

“Nothing I do will ever impact your play or training, but we can work around that.” Ryan slid his lips over Braxton’s dick, taking him in deep without warning, giving him a slap on his inner thigh when he began to thrust up. As the young man stilled, he quickened his pace, bringing Braxton right to the edge, then easing back and casually continuing the conversation as Braxton caught his breath. “There are also many Doms on the team who can advise me on limits for you. When I bring you to the club, I may have them observe for the first few times. I may be able to manage most submissives, but I’ve never been with an athlete.”

“You’d let them watch you…do stuff to me?”

“Would you like that?”

Braxton’s row furrowed. “I don’t know. I’m not exactly out to everyone.”

“Neither am I, so don’t worry if you’re not ready. That will come at your pace or not at all.” Ryan would also have to consider his own approach with revealing his sexuality to his peers. And his family. It had never seemed important before, but he refused to hide Braxton if their relationship developed any further. If Braxton was comfortable with people knowing about them, Ryan would figure out how to do the same. “I’m pleased with how open you are with me.”

“You make it easy, Rya—Sir.” Braxton inhaled slowly. “I mean, the talking part. The not begging? Not so much.”

Wrapping his hand around Braxton’s dick, Ryan glanced up at him, brow raised. “And if I let you beg, what would you ask for?”

There was no hesitation in Braxton’s words. “You to fuck me. I miss feeling you everywhere. But the way you touch me is so fucking good, I want that too. I want everything.”

There was something so pure about the way Braxton responded to him, which was damn refreshing. How Ryan had missed that before, he wasn’t sure, but he wanted to hold on to it for as long as possible. He’d been given a gift when the young man had walked back into his life and he wouldn’t take that for granted.

He climbed over Braxton, settling between his thighs as he picked up the bottle of lube. Pouring a generous amount in his palm, he slicked up his fingers, using his knees to spread Braxton’s thighs. He brought his fingers to the tight hole, teasing the tip of one inside until Braxton was shaking with the struggle to hold still.

Such a well behaved little sub already. He’d be fun to play with, to keep testing until restraints were needed because containing himself became too overwhelming. Next time Ryan had him here, he’d put new cuffs on him.

And his collar would look fucking hot around Braxton’s neck.

Leaning in, he filled Braxton with one finger, letting him adjust before adding a second. Once he had him groaning, thighs tensing against the urge to move with the motions of his fingers, Ryan removed them. He grabbed the condom, rolling it over his dick, then hooked his arm under Braxton’s knee as he positioned himself and watched the head of his cock stretch him open.

Gripping the pillow behind him, Braxton tipped his head back and let out a low moan as Ryan filled him, inch by inch. He rocked his hips, taking Braxton deeper, never shifting his gaze from where his dick slid in all the way, then disappeared inside the snug heat of the other man’s body.

Pleasure gathered within and he gave in, letting it drive his pace as he clenched the muscles of his ass with harder thrusts, looking up to watch Braxton’s face as he fucked him. The sound of him pounding into that tight ass, the breathless gasps coming from the man beneath him,