Black Forever (Obsidian 4)

I could already tell my orgasm was going to be phenomenal.

My other hand moved between her legs, and I felt that sexy clit I hadn’t tasted in so long.

She moaned into my mouth and jerked me harder, constricting her fingers around my length and giving me a good rubdown.

It was a step down from sex, but I would gladly take it. It felt good to touch each other like this, to get each other off and satisfy our desires. I wanted to make love to my woman and feel her come around my dick, but I would still be able to feel her orgasm with my fingers inside her pussy.

She continued to kiss me and moaned into my mouth, her hand still jerking my length.

I wasn’t going to last long, and I was relieved I didn’t have to. After over a week with no sex, I could come just from watching Rome suck my finger. I rubbed her clit harder and panted into her mouth, feeling my cock thicken in her hand. I looked at her tits and imagined my come landing on the swell of that gorgeous skin.

“Fuck.”

Rome jerked me into the finish line, giving me the final pumps I needed to come with a groan.

I shot up on her tits and shoved my fingers deep inside her, imagining feeling that pussy with my dick instead of my fingers. The orgasm rocked through me and almost made me weak because it felt so good. I sprayed an impressive load on those gorgeous tits, enough that my ego inflated even more.

I kept my mouth pressed to hers, but I couldn’t kiss her. I recovered from the overwhelming sensation that swept through my body. Rome was the only woman who could make me come like that just by using her hand.

Now I had to return the favor. I worked her clit with my thumb and pulsed my fingers deep inside her. My mouth started to work again, so I kissed her the way she liked, nice and slow. My tongue danced with hers, and I felt her sticky tits press against my chest.

Damn, I loved this woman.

I worked her clit harder when I felt her breathing hitch. Sometimes she stopped kissing me altogether as she gripped my arms for balance. She panted and moaned, her nails digging into me as she enjoyed everything I was doing to her.

The only thing I loved more than coming myself was watching her come.

She hit her threshold, and her pussy clenched around my fingers, her voice rising a few octaves as she screamed in the shower. Her cries were amplified by the tile like a speaker system had been installed in the shower. Her lips trembled against mine as she finished, her screams fading away to quiet whimpers.

I kept my fingers inside her because I loved how wet she was. I was the reason she was soaked—no one else. Honestly, that made me feel like a king.

She always made me feel like a king.

After staying home for three weeks, I was finally cleared to return to work.

Thank god. I was sick of sitting on my ass all the time.

We got ready for work like usual and walked outside where Tom was waiting for us. Rome eyed the car then glanced at the sidewalk, her bag over her shoulder and her stilettos on her feet.

“What is it, sweetheart?” Maybe she didn’t think I was ready to return to work. If that was the case, I would have to override her with my doctor’s note. If I sat around and did nothing any longer, I would turn into a huge pain in the ass.

“I think I’m gonna walk today.” She eyed the sidewalk before she turned back to me, a slight smile on her face. “Alone.”

It only took me a second to understand her motives. Now that Hank was gone, she felt independent again. She could walk up the street without worry of him getting in her way. She didn’t have to look over her shoulder in fear anymore. She didn’t need me as her personal bodyguard.

She was finally free.

I would never take this moment away from her, even if I wasn’t thrilled about the idea. Hank was no longer a problem, but anything else could happen. She was a beautiful woman in a huge city full of criminals. But I held my tongue because being supportive was more important right now. “I’ll meet you there.” I wrapped my arm around her and gave her a quick kiss on the lips.

She moved her lips to my ear. “Thank you.”

“My woman can have whatever she wants.”

22

Rome

I tried to stay in my office and get my work done, but my mind kept wandering to Calloway. The doctor cleared him for work and other activities, but I still worried about him. He still wore the gauze around his midsection because he hadn’t officially healed all the way, so I always feared the worst.