Neutral Zone Trap - Bianca Sommerland Page 0,45

to bring back this sensation with a thought.

With a word.

During a call when Ryan would give him only enough to remind him of what was waiting for him.

“I can see you understand.” Ryan gripped Braxton’s hips, driving in hard, kissing his shoulder when he let out a rough, desperate sound. “Being mine won’t always be easy, but it doesn’t need to be. Not for you. You enjoy a challenge and I’m going to give you one.”

Another dish, this one a cup, the handle the only thing that kept Braxton from dropping it as he struggled to wash it while Ryan fucked him in long, hard strokes. The way the man used him was a rush, just knowing he’d find pleasure in Braxton’s body, that he knew he could take that and it would be enough. The satisfaction didn’t come from reaching some kind of end. There was no end. That was the point.

Once the last of the dishes were washed, Ryan finally let him hold on to the counter, slamming into him over and over, the sound of the hard smacks he landed on Braxton’s thighs, the slap of his pelvis against Braxton’s ass, filling the kitchen along with the faint sounds of the morning outside. Cars passing. Birds, the rustle of the wind. The pressure within coiled, tighter and tighter, and pleasure played through him like a melody bringing it all together on a loop.

“There we go.” Ryan pistoned in and out, his voice rough as he came closer to finding his own release. His grip on Braxton’s hips was bruising, giving him another mark he could use as a reminder when the space between them seemed too much. He was giving Braxton everything he’d need to believe they could make this work. “Being mine means you’ll always have this, my boy. The feeling of me with you. It won’t always be easy. But it’ll be worth it.”

Panting, Braxton let himself go, not needing to come to take everything Ryan gave him and lose himself to it. He hovered a bit above himself, his body jerking as his body tried to take more, grateful that Ryan had cut off the option. The ache within was a bit painful, but nothing compared to the satisfaction when Ryan pressed close to him, kissing his shoulder and his neck, heat spilling deep within.

Ryan stroked Braxton’s thigh, easing away before removing the condom and disposing of it in the trash. “You’re going to keep that cockring. Put it on whenever we’re on a call that’s long enough to get...interesting.”

His whole body jerking as Ryan unclipped the length of leather, Braxton nodded. “Yes, sir. I can do that.” His cheeks heated as he tried to picture being quiet while having phone sex with Ryan, edging for over a week. “Focusing on the game while I’m dying to get back to you is going to be tricky.”

Washing his hands, Ryan glanced over and arched a brow at him. “You do know I’ll be watching you, yes? Consider wanting to impress me more than how horny you’ll be.”

“I will, sir.” Braxton closed his eyes as his Dom rewarded him with a deep kiss. Relaxed in the strong arms that wrapped around him. “Besides, you being distracted could be dangerous. Now that I think about it… Yeah, no losing focus. We can have this and...and everything else.”

Drawing back, Ryan cupped his cheek. “We can. But I’ll miss you. I’ll be looking forward to our calls. Don’t think I don’t understand that I’m asking a lot of you. If I didn’t think you could do it, I wouldn’t even consider taking this thing between us any further.”

Braxton smiled, still feeling Ryan’s touch even as he moved away. Whatever else they faced, so they were on the same page concerning their relationship. And it was a damn good place to be. “I’m happy you are.” He made a face as he checked the time on the microwave. “I should start getting ready.”

“Yes. And you’ll have to take a cab back to your place. I’d rather drive you myself, but…” Ryan sighed and shook his head. “I won’t take any chances with you.”

The first time they’d had this discussion, Braxton couldn’t help arguing, but this time, he accepted Ryan’s decision and the reasons behind it without question. He shifted forward, stealing a kiss and snickered when Ryan smacked his ass. “If you can put up with the craziness of my job, I can deal with whatever comes with yours.”

“That’s good