me to be your Sir.”
Braylin sighed, all the tension in his body easing and making it easier to breathe. “I do. A lot.”
Zen’s pupil’s widened. “Then I think we should have a kiss you won’t want to tell your mama about.”
Braylin gave a shaky nod and went back to not being able to breathe.
The moment Zen took his mouth in a heated kiss, Braylin felt claimed. Owned. He belonged to Zen and his Sir was making sure Braylin no longer had any doubts. Zen pushed his tongue past Braylin’s lips, Braylin eagerly opening up to him, allowing Zen to have control. All the clumsy, tentative making out he’d done in the past was erased by Zen’s skillful mouth and strong embrace.
When they finally broke apart, they were both panting, breathless. Braylin was achingly hard, and when he glanced down at Zen’s crotch, he saw he wasn’t the only one.
“Now,” Zen said. “It’s time for your spanking.”
Braylin tensed up again. Was he ready? The tiny heartbeat pulsing in his cock declared he was.
“Okay.” He cleared his throat. “What do I do? I don’t want to mess it up.”
Zen pressed a kiss to his temple and stroked his thumb along Braylin’s shoulder. “You can’t mess anything up. It’s all on me.”
Braylin picked at his jeans. “That doesn’t seem very fair.”
He still had so much to learn and didn’t want Zen to get tired of having to teach him all the time. Especially with the never-ending demands of the road and the trouble with Sal.
Zen tugged him onto his lap and pulled him into a hug, something he hadn’t done before. The sensation of being held by someone so strong and caring was amazing. Zen spoke next to Braylin’s ear.
“That’s not for you to worry about, baby. I’ve got you. Like I explained the other day, control and caring for you is what I get off on. Yeah, I get off on the kink too, but that’s not the whole picture. Knowing that I’m the one you look to for guidance, that I’m the one you trust to give your whole self to is a rush.” Zen nuzzled his neck. “In return, I take on all my baby’s worry, keep him safe and happy.”
Braylin thought he might cry. Feeling braver, he kissed Zen’s cheek then worked his way back to Zen’s mouth. His Sir didn’t hesitate to respond, and before Braylin knew it, they were once again locked in a searing kiss.
For the first time, Braylin truly believed they not only had a chance together but were meant for each other.
He only hoped he was right.
Chapter Nine
“Let me see that pretty ass.”
Zen grinned at the sight of Braylin’s furious blush. He wondered if someday, Braylin would eventually move past his embarrassment, that he’d become so accustomed to their playtime that the flushing would disappear. Zen hoped it would never happen, but even if it did, he’d still be head over heels for Braylin.
If he were a more practical man, he’d put on the brakes and remind himself that things were moving fast. But his practical side had always been reserved for business concerns—not his heart. When Braylin was ready to hear it, Zen planned to claim him as his boy for real.
“Um…do I take my pants all the way off? Or just, you know, down a bit.”
So fucking cute.
“For your first time, only partway down. Just enough to see that sweet backside and give me a canvas to work on.”
If Braylin were sans pants, Zen wasn’t sure he could hold back from throwing him on the bed and sinking his cock deep inside him. However, after discovering he’d been correct about Braylin’s virginity, he wanted to take it slow.
As long as I can stand it, at least. Braylin was one tempting morsel of a boy.
Zen had moved the coffee table out of the way and Braylin stood before him, chewing his lip, and struggling with his belt.
“What’s your safeword?”
Braylin jerked up his head. “Meatballs.”
“Good boy.” Zen gestured with his pointer finger at Braylin’s jeans. “Keep going. Don’t make me wait or you’ll get an extra swat.”
Braylin’s mouth formed a small ‘o’ and he went back to fumbling with his belt. He also went back to lip-chewing.
“No biting, either.”
Zen had fallen into his Dom voice, which was stern, but held no anger. He watched Braylin carefully, mindful that his boy wasn’t getting upset by the change of tone. While he detected a bit of nervousness, he sensed that Braylin would make an excellent sub,