Chapter 22
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
DEX
I know I’m moving a little quickly and that we’ve only just become boyfriends, but I’m already planning. I want my condo to be accessible for him. In every way.
We’re lounging on the couch after working out at the gym. Dennis is scowling at us from his hammock attached to the window, licking his paw occasionally, but he hasn’t made contact with either of us yet.
He occasionally hisses in Rome’s direction, but he hasn’t hopped down to bat at his ankles so far today. Rome looks wary and expectant, like he thinks Dennis is going to come down and bite him for no reason.
I mean, it’s safe to say that it’s a strong possibility.
But Dennis is a problem for a later time. Right now, I need to make sure that everything here is perfect. I wave at Rome, getting his attention. His eyes move to meet mine, and his eyebrows rise.
‘What do you need for my apartment?’
Those eyebrows lower. ‘You mean more lube?’
I pinch the inside of his calf, and he grins. I love that look on him. He seems more carefree, and I want to give him a lifetime of those smiles.
‘No, I mean, you Deaf. Me hearing. What you need to make this more like home?’
He stares at me for a long time without blinking.
‘You okay?’ I finally ask. ‘What’s wrong?’
His eyes turn away, and he sniffles loudly. ‘Nothing, just allergies.’
That makes me roll my eyes, but I let it slide. ‘Come on. Tell me. I wanna know.’
‘Fine. Well, if you want this place to be more accessible for me, then you need a doorbell with light.’
I hold up a finger, asking to wait while I find what I’m looking for online, placing it into the online basket.
‘Finished. Next?’
He peers at me like he really can’t believe this is happening but still adds, ‘Alarm clock. One that vibrates under the bed. I don’t want you to have that responsibility every morning.’
‘Every morning?’
He flips me off, and I laugh, adding item number two to my basket. ‘Finished.’
Rome looks around the room and then adds, ‘Your lights are fine. I mean, do you want to bust down that wall and make the entire room an open concept? More Deaf-friendly?’
I pinch him again, and he grins once more. I’m fucking winning at life. He looks so good when he does that. I can’t help but lean forward and kiss him. When we pull apart, I ask, ‘What about smoke alarms?’
‘Guess that’s a good idea. With the way you cook, you might need it.’
I pinch his leg again, and he lets out a cute little laugh. ‘Mirrors?’
‘Place is too small. Not need.’
I wrinkle my nose but understand what he means. My place is small, but when I bought it, it was perfect for just me. But now that I have Rome and Dennis…well, I wouldn’t mind maybe thinking about moving somewhere with more space.
‘What you thinking about?’
‘Just future plans.’
‘With me?’ he asks and then looks like he regrets it the moment the words leave his fingers.
‘Of course. You are my future,’ I reply, adding the Deaf-friendly smoke alarm into the basket.
He blinks slowly at me, processing my words, but I don’t let him sit with it too long.
‘What about a phone? VRS?’
Rome shrugs. ‘Don’t need. I have everything on my cell phone. But maybe one day, my company can give us what we need. When we get there.’
The way he leaves me hanging has my heart thumping in my chest. One day for sure.
‘That’s all, then?’
He thinks about it for a moment and then nods. ‘Yeah, that’s all.’
Without thinking, I pay for it all and then lean back, my eyes closing a little, my hands lifting to let him know what’s up. ‘Things will be here in a couple hours, then I can install.’
Rome nudges me with his foot. ‘You pay extra for that? Why so fast?’
I open an eye and push my foot into his dick. It’s hard already. Always so responsive. ‘I want you comfortable. I want you to feel free here.’
He blinks at me and then pushes my foot down against his cock harder. His eyelids flutter, and he lets out a groan. It makes goose bumps erupt on my skin. I love the sounds he makes. All of them.
I rub my foot along his cock, up and down, stroking it through the fabric of his workout shorts.
His fingers curl around my ankle as he moves me just the way he wants me, but it only lasts a few minutes because Dennis hops down and disrupts us.
Rome freezes, the two of them in a standoff. Dennis blinks one eye at Rome, and Rome blinks one back. Dennis lifts a paw and licks at it while Rome lifts a finger and flips him off.
I watch it all, my lips twitching in amusement.
Fuck, I really like this guy. I have it so fucking bad for him.
Finally, Dennis turns and walks to his litter box, disappearing inside.
‘Hurry,’ Rome says, signing softly. ‘Let’s go to the bedroom and lock the door.’
‘I don’t think cats can open doors.’
‘Dennis can. I know it,’ Rome replies, and I grin at him.
‘Alright, let’s go.’
We hop up, rushing to the bedroom, and Rome twists the lock, his chest heaving slightly.
My eyes rake over him, taking in every part of his body. Rome’s eyes meet mine, a flush on his cheeks. My hand moves to my hard cock, and I drag the heel of my palm down it, trying to keep myself calm, but I want nothing more than to have him crawl on top of me and ride me.
‘Lie down,’ he tells me, pointing to the bed. Then he waves his hand and shakes his head. ‘Wait, first strip.’
He pulls his shirt over his head, my eyes falling to his muscular chest. I let out a low groan as I do the same, the two of us pulling our clothes off as quickly as we can, and then I lie down, my legs hanging off the edge of the bed.
Rome stalks over to me, his cock in his hand, his eyes flashing as he takes me in.
‘You’re so hot,’ he tells me as he straddles my thighs and brings our cocks together.
I moan at the sensation, at the sight, and drag him down for a long kiss. His body falls onto mine, and we move together, our skin growing warm from the exertion, sweat beading at my temples.
But then he pulls away and stares down at me. ‘I want to ride you.’
‘Yes.’ It’s all I can say. Him above me, watching him move as that ass takes me, is almost too much. He reaches over for the lube and sets it near me.
‘You get me ready?’
I nod, and he turns over, exposing his ass to me.
I shift up on my elbows, staring at the hole I’m going to be inside of soon.
He peers back at me, and I can’t help but lift him up slightly, my mouth hitting the globe of his ass.
I kiss it once, then one more time after that, and Rome’s body shifts down slightly, giving me better access.
I lift him up further, my arms straining under the weight of him, but I don’t stop. Just lick and kiss my way down that glorious ass until he’s moaning loudly, his face buried in the sheets between my legs, his body shifting back against my face, silently begging for more.
I’ll give it to him. I will.
I set him down gently, and he lets out a sigh.
Lube coats my fingers, and I drag two up his crack, feeling the tremble in his body as I press against his rim.
He arches his hips up, and I push both inside slowly.
He grunts, and his body relaxes, taking me knuckle-deep.
I squirt more lube down his crack, pushing it inside.
He moans into the comforter, his fingers twisted around my ankles as I work him open. I pull his dick down with my free hand and stroke it, making pleasure pulse through him. He’s rocking back against my fingers now, the tip of his cock leaking against my knuckles.
When I feel like he’s finally wet enough, I pull out, and he peers behind him, his arms shaking.
‘Ready,’ I tell him, and he swallows, turning around and straddling me with his powerful legs. My fingers run up his thighs as he reaches around and takes my cock in his hand.
He lifts up, then presses the tip against his sloppy, wet entrance and sinks down.
My eyes roll back in my head at how tight he is. How perfect. He groans, his head thrown back as he sinks down lower and lower. When I’m balls-deep, his eyes flick open, and he stares down at me.
‘I love your dick.’
I want to reply that I love him, but I don’t have time because he starts to move.
Slowly at first and then harder. My hips thrust up to meet his, the slap of skin reverberating around the room.
His hands are curled against my chest as he moves, and when he reaches back, bringing his legs forward with one hand between my legs for balance, I nearly come.
I reach out and grab onto him, helping him move. He looks completely fucked out of his mind, his cock bobbing between his legs, hitting his abdomen as my dick tunnels in and out of him.
“Dex. Dex.”
The way he says my name, the way it tumbles from his lips, I feel my orgasm start to crest at the sound.
But before I can let go, he comes first, his cock erupting almost violently, cum spurting from the tip and hitting his chest. His movements falter, and I arch up, slamming my hips up into him as my release fills his clenching hole.
And when he settles, his body listing backward slightly, I bring him up into me, holding on to him tightly, hugging him to my chest. I can feel his cum coating my skin, the sweat wetting my own.
My lips trail up his neck, and he leans back, letting me kiss his mouth. Our tongues sweep in and out like a rocking sea as my dick slips from him.
‘Perfect,’ I sign, and he twists his hand around mine. If only he knew how much I mean that.
How perfect I think he is.
I wake up like I usually do in the morning, Rome snoring lightly next to me, his body spread out across the entire mattress. My eyes drift from his gorgeous slumbering face to the cat sitting right between his legs. If I hold my breath, I can hear him purring.
I don’t even try to interrupt the bonding, instead slipping out of bed as quietly as I can and heading to the bathroom. After riding me last night, we took a long shower, Dennis staring at us from the bathroom counter the entire time.
And when we curled up in bed, Dennis disappeared underneath it. But it seems he’s decided Rome isn’t so bad because there he is, cuddled up against him.
I brush my teeth and throw on some deodorant before quietly changing into my workout clothes. My dick is still throbbing a little from last night, and my legs feel weak. I think my morning squat class is going to be the death of me.
I scrawl out a message to Rome on a piece of paper and set it on the counter, letting him know that I’ll be back after my class, and I hop in my car, heading toward the gym.
It’s still dark out, the sun just barely peeking over the horizon.
I love the early morning glow. It reminds me of Rome when he smiles. How it lights up a fucking room.
How it lights up my life.
As I pull into the parking lot, I see a car idling near the back where I usually park. I don’t think much about it until I see someone inside.
I wave, but they don’t return the gesture. They seem to sink down a little lower in their seat.
My eyebrows meet, and I grab my keys. I’ll open up the gym and then text Thom about it. Maybe he knows something that I don’t. Maybe he forgot to tell me that he hired someone new? Or maybe they’re regretting getting up this early to attend a class.
I don’t know.
I unlock the door and push it open, flipping on the lights. Two members move in behind me, their mats in their hands.
“Got here early? You excited to see me?”
One groans, while the other lets out a laugh. “She made me come here. I want to die,” the man says, and I grin at him.
“Well, I promise to try and make it a good time.”
His eyes sweep over me, and he glances away. “If you say so.”
He sounds doubtful, but they saunter away toward the room where I’ll hold the class. I continue to flick the lights on, texting Thom in between it all. Bea should be here any minute now to run the front desk, but right now, the only people strolling in are those who are attending my class.
Thom, of course, doesn’t message me back right away, so I decide that the idling car is probably nothing at all.
I have a class to run anyway, so I focus on that, getting the music going, the beat thumping beneath our feet. We warm up slowly, my sensitive dick making my movements a little more hesitant. No one seems to mind though.
Everything goes to plan until we’re halfway through the forty-five-minute workout when the smoke alarms go off. Everyone freezes, and I see Bea rush into the room, her gaze a little frantic.
“What is it?” I ask, turning the music off.
And that’s when I see it.
Smoke is billowing down the hallway, and flames are licking at the walls.
Everything is on fire, consuming the exit in front of me.
I don’t know if there’s a way out.