Black Forever

by Victoria Quinn

  She kept her arms to her sides, her face straight ahead, and her eyes shifted up to look at me. “Yes, Sir.”

  Jesus Christ, I was hard. My cock was pressed firmly against the inside of my zipper. I couldn’t wait to bury myself in that tight pussy. It’d been so long since I had her. And I’d never had her like this before.

  “You do not speak to another man inside Ruin.”

  Rome wasn’t the type of woman to take orders from anyone, especially jealous requests. This would test her commitment, to see if she really could give me what I wanted.

  The battle took place on her face. She didn’t deny me, but she didn’t agree with me either.

  I waited, losing my patience.

  “Yes, Sir.”

  My spine tightened at her response. I could feel my muscles tense and coil in satisfaction. My dick twitched in my pants, and I almost came then and there. “You’re to look at the floor anytime you’re in another man’s presence.”

  She struggled with this too. She closed her mouth and pressed her lips tightly together, swallowing whatever smartass remark sat on the tip of her tongue. Somehow, she found the restraint to swallow it. “Yes, sir.”

  Damn, this was really happening.

  “You will do as I instruct until I release you. I will push you as hard as I want. I will hurt you as much as I want. Your life, your destiny, is completely in my hands. Do you accept those terms?”

  Her eyes shifted to the floor.

  I raised my voice. “Eyes on me.”

  They flicked up again, and she swallowed hard.

  “Do you accept those terms? I won’t repeat myself.”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  Now my heart was racing, pumping blood to every muscle in my body. I felt the sweat collect on the back of my neck even though I was standing absolutely still. My heart ached in my chest, full of excitement and longing. “I’m in charge. I issue the commands, and you obey. You don’t need to think while you’re in here—just listen. But you do have all the power, Rome.”

  “I do?” she whispered.

  “If you want me to stop, all you need to do is say the safe word. I’ll stop everything I’m doing and walk away. I’ll move to the other side of the room and kneel until you give me permission to move.”

  “What’s the safe word?”

  I looked into her eyes and knew exactly what it would be. I’d always been obsessed with those deep emerald eyes, the only jewelry that I possessed. It was the opposite of the typical safe words I used, but I thought it fit us better. “Green. Repeat it.”

  “Green…”

  “Remember it. If you tell me to stop, I’m not going to stop. I’ll only cease what I’m doing if you say the safe word. Do you understand me?”

  “Yes, sir.”

  “Explain what I just said to you.”

  “Calloway, I understand—”

  “It’s Sir only.”

  She shut her mouth at her mistake.

  “And do as I asked.” I suspected there would be bumps along the way. Rome had such a strong backbone that it was difficult for her to blindly listen to anyone. But that made breaking her all that much more satisfying.

  She hesitated before she spoke. “If it becomes too much for me, all I need to do is say green. Asking you to stop won’t work. Only the word green will be effective.”

  “Good.” Now that I knew she understood exactly what I said, we could move on. “Kneel.”

  Her head tilted to the ground as she absorbed my words.

  “Eyes still on me,” I snapped.

  She locked her gaze with mine once more.

  “Now, kneel. Don’t make me ask you again.”

  She slowly lowered herself to the ground, moving to one knee and then the other. She kept her eyes on me the entire time she moved, using her hands for balance so she wouldn’t fall.

  Fuck.

  I ran my hand through my hair and released the breath I was holding. That was the single most erotic thing I’d ever seen. I asked Rome to obey me—and she did. This fearless woman carried out my commands just like a soldier. She allowed me to break her, to let me be the only man to break her.

  My cock actually hurt because it was so hard.

  I yanked my shirt over my head and tossed it on the floor. I watched Rome’s eyes move across my body, taking in the impressive muscles she used to touch every night. I undid my jeans and boxers and pushed them to my ankles.

  My enormous dick popped out, already dripping with pre-come. “Suck me off. Now.”

  That was one order she didn’t struggle to obey. She opened her mouth wide and wrapped her lips around my cock. “Yes, Sir.” She pushed her mouth all the way to the base then back to the head, moving slowly as if she was trying to stretch her throat out. Her eyes stayed on mine the entire time, sucking my dick as she watched my reaction.

  I gathered her hair in a single hand and pushed and pulled her mouth onto my length, dictating exactly how I wanted her to suck me off. I didn’t go easy on her like I used to. I fucked her mouth like I owned it. I thrust my hips and penetrated her hard every time, making saliva spill over her mouth and drip to her knees. Tears bubbled in the corners of her eyes and began to stream down her face.

  That turned me on more.

  I grabbed her head with both of my hands and fucked her mouth with little sensitivity. I hoped she wouldn’t say the safe word because I would be forced to stop. And stopping was the last thing I wanted to do at the moment.

  She gagged when I shoved my cock too far inside, but I didn’t give her more than a few seconds to recover. I shoved my cock back inside and pushed my head down the back of her throat. She kept her tongue flat and her mouth gaping, but that couldn’t overcome my girth.

  I fucked her relentlessly until I reached the precipice of a powerful orgasm. I was forced to pull out of her mouth before the fun ended prematurely. My cock was soaked in her saliva, and she inhaled a large gulp of air the second her mouth was free.

  More tears had fallen in the meantime, stuck against her cheeks.

  I cupped her face with my hand and wiped a tear away with the pad of my thumb. “You doing okay, sweetheart?”

  “Yes, Sir.” She licked the head of my cock and placed a gentle kiss against on the tip.

  I closed my eyes as I savored the magnificent touch. Her mouth was the best I’d ever fucked. “Up.”

  She rose to her feet, still in the tall heels she hadn’t removed.

  I grabbed the back of her neck and guided her to the foot of the bed. “Bend over.”

  She lowered her body until her stomach and chest were against the bed, with her ass slightly in the air.

  I took my time getting her bottoms off, removing the shorts then peeling off the stockings. I pushed everything to her ankles then kneeled in front of her ass. Like I’d hoped, her sex was glistening with desire. I could see the moisture leaking from her entrance. I didn’t even need to eat her out to get her wet.

  I blew gently on her entrance before I pressed my face into her folds, falling into heaven. I loved Rome’s pussy as much as the rest of her body. It was absolutely beautiful, stunning. I loved the way she tasted, loved the way she smelled.

  My tongue explored her body like it was the first time, becoming reacquainted with the shrine I once worshiped. She moaned quietly from the bed, gripping and tugging on the comforter as she enjoyed my tongue.

  “Spread your cheeks, sweetheart.”

  She grabbed her ass with her hands and pulled them apart, giving me more room to devour her.

  I stuck my thumb inside her soaked pussy and let my skin absorb the moisture. It didn’t take long for it to become pruned with her arousal. I inserted my thumb in her asshole then continued to eat her delicious pussy, listening to her moans change in intensity. She loved everything my mouth was doing to her, but her ass tightened around my thumb when the sensation felt too foreign.

  She better get used to it because my dick was coming next.

  My cock thicke
ned painfully, desperate to feel those tight holes he was obsessed with. I rose to my feet and walked to the stands on the left side of the room. “Don’t move.” I grabbed a purple butt plug and some lube before I returned to her.

  “What are you doing?”

  I spanked her hard, leaving a handprint right on her cheek.

  She cried out in pain, not expecting the punishment.

  “Did I give you permission to ask questions?”

  “No, Sir…” She breathed through the pain, her ass flushed and red.

  I squirted lube directly into her ass then coated the butt plug. I slowly inserted it into her ass, but her body wouldn’t cooperate. “Relax, sweetheart. It’ll feel good, I promise.”

  She relaxed her body into the mattress, and within a few seconds, her body was able to take the thick butt plug.

  I stared at the jewel that sparkled under the low lighting of the room. Her ass was stunning, especially with the hand mark to complement it. My balls were blue, and my cock was so hard it ached from receiving too much blood. “Knees on the bed.” I lifted her lower body with my strong arms and positioned her on the mattress, her stomach still pressed to the sheets. Her feet slightly dangled over the edge, and her back was arched at a tremendous angle as she held her shoulders up.

  I couldn’t wait any longer. I had to fuck her.

  I grabbed myself by the base and pointed at my head at her gushing entrance. She was so slick I slid in with without having to force myself inside, which was a first. She could pretend she didn’t like this, but her soaked pussy couldn’t lie.

  She loved it.

  I shoved myself inside then placed my right foot on the mattress, getting into optimal position to hit her cervix every time I thrust inside her. I sank farther into her, filling up her wet pussy with my raging hard-on. “Jesus Christ…” I gripped each of her cheeks in my hand, my eyes concentrated on the jewel staring back at me.

  She moaned quietly as she clenched the sheets.

  “Missed this cock, sweetheart?” I gave her a gentle smack with my palm.

  “Yes, Sir…”

  “Look at me.” I wanted her to watch me fuck her, watch me claim her as mine again.

  She arched her body and gazed at me over her shoulder.

  I squeezed her ass before I began to thrust. Every time I pulled my cock out, it was slathered in her creaminess. White and soft, it lubed up my length all the way to my balls. It collected at the head of my cock, softening it as I rammed my length deep inside her.

  I hadn’t fucked her in so long, I had no control. I pressed my arm against the mattress on either side of her and fucked her so hard she began to cry out. The mattress squeaked, and the headboard crashed against the wall, tapping with my movements. I fucked her exactly how I wanted, how I dreamed, and I waited for her to say the safe word.

  But she never did.

  Every time I thrust into her, her clit rubbed against the mattress, giving her some extra friction—not that she needed it.

  “You don’t come until I say so.” I wanted to make her wait until the very last moment, letting it build even more. The longer I made her wait, the better it would feel.

  “Calloway…”

  I smacked her ass hard, leaving another handprint. “Address me as Sir or Master.” I spanked her again just to drill in the message.

  She cried out and closed her eyes, feeling all the sensations at once.

  “You’ll come when I tell you to. Got it?”

  “Yes, Master.”

  I liked Master even more than Sir. My cock thickened to a dangerous level, and I couldn’t keep my come inside my balls. I wouldn’t last much longer at this rate. Rome lowered my threshold significantly. “Now.”

  She grabbed my wrist and held on just as the climax hit her hard. She came from deep in the back of her throat, screaming louder than I’d ever heard her before. Her nails dug into my skin, and I hoped I would bleed. Her pussy became so tight it nearly bruised my length. “Oh god…”

  I continued to fuck her hard and kept my own orgasm at bay. I wanted her to finish before I moved on to my next desire. She deserved to come after all the time we’d been apart. That one was just for her.

  I stopped rocking and pulled the butt plug out of her ass. Her hole stayed wide open because it was used to the stretching and she was finally relaxed. I transferred my cock from her pussy to her asshole and slid right in.

  She immediately stiffened as my length entered her, stretching out her tight asshole. Her natural instinct was to tug on her cheek to make the opening bigger, but nothing could relieve the pressure of my ridiculously big cock.

  I closed my eyes as I held myself on top of her, enjoying how tight and warm she was. I leaned over her and pressed a kiss to her shoulder, comforting her even though nothing could reduce the thickness of my cock.

  “Look at me.”

  She turned her gaze over her shoulder again, her breathing haywire with her discomfort.

  I kissed her hard on the mouth, giving her my tongue. I was buried deep inside her ass in my playroom. It was better than my imagination. My lips moved to her ear, and I kissed the shell. “You know the safe word.” I wanted to push her as far as possible, but she didn’t need to prove anything to me. She was in my playroom, and she was giving her best effort. I couldn’t ask for anything more.

  I pulled out my cock until only my tip was inside her. Then I thrust hard, penetrating her with aggression.

  She rocked forward and moaned.

  I fucked her harder than I ever had before, pounding into her ass with my huge dick. The lube was enough to keep the movements smooth, but I could feel her walls clench around me. I knew I wouldn’t last long, but that wasn’t the point. This was the finale.

  Rome squeezed my wrist harder as tears leaked from her eyes. She didn’t cry, but the pain was enough to make her eyes smart and tears drip down her cheeks. Sometimes she moaned, and other times she whimpered with pain.

  But she didn’t say the safe word.

  “Here it comes, sweetheart…” I never called my other submissives by such an endearing name, but Rome had a special place in my heart. No matter how dominant I was in the playroom, I would always be different with her.

  She moaned through the final thrusts, her ass taking a serious pounding.

  I inserted myself so far my balls tapped against her pussy. I came with a loud grunt, filling her tight little asshole with my seed. My climax was powerful, the most exhilarating one I’d ever had. It seemed to stretch on forever, never-ending. “Rome…fuck.” I rested my forehead against the back of her head and closed my eyes. I didn’t realize my chest was covered in sweat until I finally stopped to take a breath. My hair was damp from my sweaty scalp. My cock slowly softened inside her, mixed with my come and the lube.

  I never wanted to pull out of her.

  I wanted to stay just like this forever.

  I kissed the back of her neck then wrapped my arms around her shoulders. Now that my darker side was satisfied, I felt the other version of myself come to the surface. I felt Rome underneath me, and I was full of so much joy just from holding her. I buried my face in her hair and enjoyed her smell.

  I’d missed her.

  I kissed her hairline before I got off her, slowly pulling out my cock to ease the discomfort. Like the gentleman I was, I attended to her with a towel and cleaned her up, kissing her spine as I moved.

  I cleaned myself up before I lay on the bed beside her, my hands moving into her hair so I could get a good look at her face. The tears had stopped, but the drops were stained on her cheeks where her makeup had been. “Are you okay, sweetheart?”

  “Yes, Sir,” she whispered.

  My need for domination had been satisfied. She must have realized the change in my demeanor but chose to play it safe to avoid another smack. “You can speak freely.” I leaned in and gave her a gentle kiss on the lips.

  I tasted the salt from her tears, and that gave me a twisted sense of satisfaction.
“This is what I’ve always wanted…” I brushed my nose against hers before I pulled away. My hand continued to move through her hair, caressing her with the gentleness she deserved. I enjoyed taking her so roughly, but once we were done, I wanted to take care of her. It was such a contrast I couldn’t wrap my mind around it.

  Her eyes began to dry even though her makeup was smeared. Her fingers wrapped around my wrist and touched me gently. Her eyes hadn’t met mine yet. They stared at the comforter like she was searching for something.

  “Sweetheart?”

  “Hmm?”

  My fingers moved under her chin and lifted her gaze to meet mine. “Talk to me.”

  “I don’t know what to say, Calloway. What do you say after that?”

  I had been so caught up in the moment that I hadn’t truly thought about how she felt. I told her to save the safe word to rid myself of any guilt. Now that I was myself again, I could think more clearly. “Now you know the other side of me. I hope you don’t think he’s too harsh.”

  “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.