Page 33 of A New Chapter
All morning Saturday at the gym, Colton tried to focus on working with his training clients, but his mind kept drifting back to Rom’s promises for tonight.
Anticipating what might be in store for him.
Looking forward to the fact that they would get to go to Kent’s early, before anyone else arrived, and have privacy in the playroom. That kept Colton fighting a semi that stubbornly refused to go away.
That they’d be able to spend the night there and have freedom the next morning to play again didn’t help Colton’s focus, either.
It was the only drawback to living above the shop, that they had to watch their activities while anyone was downstairs. They could have sex, sure, as long as they weren’t loud, but spanking and other play like that was too noisy.
Although now that rope had entered Rom’s repertoire…
Rawr.
There was something so amazingly sexy and freeing all at the same time while Rom tied him. They’d told Scrye and June that they might be hit-and-miss on classes, and the couple offered to give them private lessons once they heard the circumstances.
They also received their first invite to a family-friendly Suncoast Society event that’d be held next weekend, a family cookout. Where they were assured there’d be other kids and zero kinky activities.
Even better? Apparently a couple of the kids who might be in attendance were gay, and could be a valuable support system for Clay.
Colton couldn’t wait until Rom’s rope skills had reached the level needed to safely do suspensions. He’d already envisioned in his mind how he could hook up a hard point downstairs in the workroom area, where the ceilings were high enough. He could easily install a hard point there and no one would ever notice it. The workroom wasn’t visible from the front windows, so once everyone cleared out at the end of the day, they could have all sorts of fun if Clayton wasn’t home.
Kind of like their own private dungeon.
Without the dungeon. Because trying to hide dungeon furniture from Clayton, Aunt Roberta, and the grannies would be impossible.
That was a conversation he damn sure would prefernotto have with any of them.
Once he finished with his last client of the morning, he opted to skip his own workout and head home.
He couldn’t wait to be with Rom.
And, hell, tonight would sort of be a kind of work-out.
Cardio, right?
He opted to wait to shower until he returned home, heading straight upstairs via the back entrance, where he found Rom lounging on the sofa.
Naked.
Colton immediately headed for the sofa, stripping as he walked, kneeling in front of Rom.
“There’s my boy,” Rom said, reaching out to stroke Colton’s head.
Immediately, a sweet, soft curtain of peace descended over his brain. The way it always did like this with Rom.
Rom silenced all the voices in his head, the memories of his parents’ harsh and angry words.
His self-doubts.
Everything.
Everything drew in tight and focused on Rom, and quieted his mind.
Rom sat up and leaned in. “Ready for a shower, baby?” Rom raked his fingers along Colton’s scalp, making him shiver.
“Yes, Sir. I waited.”
“You’re home earlier than I expected.”
