“Don’t threaten me with a good time.”
Just then Dane starts choking on his water, and a mist of liquid sprays out on the floor as he leans forward beating on his chest.
Ethan pushes himself off his bed and steps over to Dane, patting him on the back as he leans down in front of him.
“Are you okay?” he asks, as he continues to pat.
“Wrong tube,” Dane chokes out as he glances back and forth between the two of us.
He uses his bath towel, tossing it on the floor in front of him to clean up the water and apologizes again.
“No worries, you good?” Ethan asks again.
“Totally, all good.” He pats his chest like he’s invincible. “I have far too much to live for than to die from water bottle asphyxiation.” He looks over at me and winks and I can’t help but blush.
“I just remembered, Sally needed some extra details fromme and I forgot to go back down there.” He stands and grabs his wallet from his backpack.
“Who’s Sally?” Ethan asks.
“The lady at the front desk. Well, technically she’s the owner. I’ve stayed here before so I know her. She let me check in but I forgot to give her my credit card details. I’ll be right back.”
Dane pats Ethan on the back then turns toward the exit and winks again. That damn wink of his.
Right as he passes through the door, Ethan steps toward me, placing his hands into the bean bag chair and hovers over me.
“You flirting in front of me is doing unexplainable things to my cock.”
“Is that right?”I sign with a smirk.
He nods as he nuzzles into my neck, kissing my jawline until his lips land on mine.
I know we don’t have much time, but I want to hear how he felt, what he thought, and every detail of what happened.
“Tell me about the club.”
7
DANE
Istep outside the door, leaving it slightly cracked, then lean against the wall craning my ear closer to the opening.
“You flirting in front of me is doing unexplainable things to my cock.”
Me too, man, me too.
There’s a long pause between what sounds like a wet kiss and I’m irritated that I can’t see what she’s saying.
At what point do I tell them ASL is the only other language I speak fluently? I ponder that for a minute.
Uh, never.The devil on my shoulder speaks for me and I can’t say I disagree. I don’t know what their normal conversations are like, but if they’re anything like this I’ll secretly eavesdrop on them for eternity.
When she mentioned the club I was immediately relieved, realizing they do this together.
“He’ll be back soon, we don’t have much time.”
Another brief pause, then what sounds like him sitting on the bean bag chair with her.
“I was nervous at first but the guy was…I can’t explain it. He made me feel at ease. He…he gave me a blow job. Fuck, it was so good.”
