Black Forever (Obsidian 4)

“I’m not sure what I was expecting.”

“Did you enjoy it?” My question was more complicated than the way I phrased it. Obviously, she enjoyed it. There was no way her pussy would have been that wet if she didn’t.

“Yes…but it was difficult.”

“Difficult, how?”

“I’m just not used to letting someone talk to me that way.”

“But you overcame it. You fell into the moment with me, and we had something special.”

“I guess,” she whispered. “But where do we go from here?”

I hadn’t had a chance to think about it. An hour ago, I thought Rome was officially out of my life. “Wherever you want to go.” I ran my hand down her smooth back, feeling the stickiness from her previous sweat. “I want to be with you, Rome. I want to have exactly what we had before—including this.”

“I want to be with you too. But I can’t do that all the time. I just can’t.” She pulled her hair over one shoulder, beginning to fidget at the topic. “It’s hard for me. I know you don’t understand, and you never will.”

“Fifty-fifty.”

She lifted her gaze and looked at me.

“We split it down the middle. I’ll be everything you need me to be. And you’ll be everything I need. That’s more than a fair compromise.”

Rome considered the offer, her fingers still in her hair.

“Sweetheart, it’ll get easier. Continue to trust me, and I’ll make amazing things happen.”

She nodded but didn’t seem to agree.

“You always have the safe word. If there anything you don’t want to do, use it.”

“But I want to be a good sub…”

I cupped her face and forced her gaze on me. “There’s no such thing as a good or bad sub. You’re here with me, living in this moment with me. That’s all I want. If you ever say something is too much, I’ll never think less of you. All I’ve ever wanted is for you to try. We can work together on this and make it work. There’s gonna be things you love and other things you hate. That’s normal.”

“I guess that makes me feel a little better. I’ve missed you so much, and I can’t bear it anymore. I miss sleeping with you every night. I miss cooking dinner for you. I miss…everything.” Her voice caught in her throat, breaking with emotion that was audible to my ears.

“I’ve missed you too.” I pulled her to my chest and cuddled with her on the comforter, keeping her warm now that our activities had ceased. I grabbed the comforter and dragged and flipped it over onto her body in an attempt to make her comfortable. Instead of lying on this bed, I wanted to go home with her. I wanted us to both get some sleep for once. “You were the last thing I expected to see at Ruin tonight. But I’m so glad you were here. I don’t want anyone else, Rome. I meant that when I said it. You’re the only person in the world that I want to do this with.”

She didn’t ask any questions about the blonde or ask if I’d been with other women during the week. She seemed to take my words to heart, her lids growing heavy with warmth. “I know, Calloway.”

14

Rome

The sheets were soft against my skin, comfortable because they smelled exactly like the man I loved. Featherlight and silky, they felt like home. My old bed at Christopher’s place felt hard and uncomfortable since I hadn’t slept in it for so long. Calloway’s house had never been mine, but it sure felt that way.

Calloway lay beside me in bed, his arms wrapped around my body in the exact position he always held me. One arm was draped over my waist, while the other rested in the crook of my neck. He spooned me from behind, his cock in perfect position to press against me in the morning.

I was tired, but I couldn’t fall asleep. Everything about this moment was perfect. I was in the bed I once considered my own with the man I adored. After all the sleepless nights of the past month, it was nice to finally feel at peace.

Calloway must have known I was awake because he spoke, the rough hair from his beard moving against my shoulder. “Why aren’t you asleep?”

“I could ask you the same thing.”

“Because I have a beautiful woman right in front of me. What’s your excuse?”

My arm slid over his. “Because I have the love of my life behind me.”

He pressed a kiss to my ear, a layer of my hair in the way.

Being his sub wasn’t entirely what I was expecting. I knew he would issue orders and expect me to obey them without question. I knew he would be in charge, the ruler of the room. But I didn’t realize how hard it would be to lay down my pride and do as he asked.