by Kiki Leach
"But I--"
"Babe." He continued caressing my face. "You get to feel bad for what happened, alright? Nobody's denying you that right, sure as hell not me. But you don't get to blame yourself for what had to be done. Jeremiah had this all coming and he knew it. It's obvious he wanted to go out in some kinda blaze of glory and he got that shit in his own way. Might not have been the exact moment he wanted, but it happened. And we can't do shit about it anymore."
"I know, but..." I stopped again and looked away from him. "I just don't want to go to hell for what I did."
He chortled and closed his eyes for a few seconds before opening them back up to me. "God knows what happened," he said. "He knows the how and the why. And maybe He'll make an exception to the rule because of it."
I turned back to him and frowned. "I don't think it works like that."
"Even if it doesn't," he said, "I don't want you spending the rest of our lives -- especially yours, beating yourself up over this shit, alright? You're safe now because of what you did, and I'm here with you because of what you did. And that's the only shit that needs to matter anymore from here on out, yeah?" His words were rough but his eyes had softened while speaking them to me. I looked away again, for about a second this time, then turned back to him and smiled while bobbing my head.
What I had done to Jeremiah was something that I knew I had to live with from here on out, regardless of how I felt about it or how Roman felt about it. But at the end of the day, at least I was still alive to be able to do it.
"What about my school?" I asked him. "My students and everything? I should probably call--"
"I already called to let them know you weren't coming in today, babe," he replied. "Shit's all taken care of."
I brushed my fingers across his chest again and he leaned in to kiss me, hard and slow. As his tongue mingled and pushed against mine for power, dominance of my mouth, I lifted my leg over the top of his and slid my hand down between us to reach for his cock. It was hard and so damn ready to be stroked. I wrapped my fingers around it and pumped him a few times. He groaned and deepened our kiss. I nearly keeled over despite already laying down in the bed, then shifted my body closer to his and brushed the tip of his cock against my opening.
"Fuck, babe," he muttered between my lips. "Goddamn, you're wet for me already."
"I'm always ready for you," I told him. "Now I just need you inside me again. Please." He nodded, and as I brought my left hand up to his shoulder to steady myself against him, his eyes shifted to the corner of his face and he glowered. I leaned back to stare at him and gulped. "What's wrong?" He brought his hand up to mine and rested them both between us. Then he brushed the tips of his fingers along the base of my ring finger. He shifted his eyes back to mine and I lifted my shoulder. "I left it back at home," I said. "I had just gotten out of the shower when I saw Jeremiah waiting for me in the bedroom and was so glad that I hadn't put it back on just yet. But now, for something I hadn't even realized I was wearing the first time we were in this room until you pointed it out to me, I feel completely naked without it."
"You shouldn't have to," he replied.
I knit my brows in confusion. "Wha--?"
He rolled away from me and reached down on the floor for his pants. I sat up a little, pressing my elbow down into the mattress, then leaned forward and dragged my hand down the center of his back, curling my fingers around the tail end of his coiled snake tattoo. He glanced at me over his shoulder and arched a brow, then smirked. I fell back to the bed and when he rolled back over to face me again, he was holding my ring between his forefinger and thumb.
"Oh my God." I sat up straight, my hair flying out behind me as I stared down at his hand to make sure that I wasn't seeing what I wanted and instead what was real. Then I looked directly into his eyes and swallowed back the flood of emotion creeping up inside that nearly forced me into a fit of tears. "How the hell were you able to get this?" I questioned.
"Atom found it last night when he was taking care of Checkers," he said. "He had gone into the bathroom and found it near the sink. He stuffed it inside his pocket but had forgotten all about it in the middle of everything that happened last night. He dropped by here a few hours before you woke up to let me know about some club shit and to give it back to me. When you put your hand on my shoulder and weren't wearing it, that's when I remembered."
I lowered my eyes back down to it as he lifted it between us, and rattled my head. "Oh my God... Roman."
"I know you wanna have more than this someday." He tilted the ring back and forth, allowing the natural light from the window to shine across each layer of diamonds. I beamed with love and pride. "More than this room and the wedding you can't remember." He paused and stared down at the ring for himself. "I know that you deserve a helluva lot better than everything I've ever given you so far. But you're gonna have everything you've ever wanted, Colette and even more than that, babe. I'm gonna make damn sure it happens, no matter the cost."
"All I've ever needed or wanted in my life forever, Roman, was you. Everything else has always been just a bonus for me."
He grinned. "Me too, darlin'. Still doesn't mean that I won't go out of my way to give everything you've ever deserved from a man and more. My brother could never measure up to giving you what you needed because he didn't care. I will never in my life not care for what you need, babe. And I'll never stop fighting like hell to make sure you get to keep it." I smiled at him and his grin widened; he split his lips and leaned in to kiss me slow and deep. When I felt on the verge of fainting again, he pulled away from me, breathing heavily, and slid the diamond back onto my ring finger. "This stays on you 'til the end of fuckin' time."
I nodded at him and he bent forward to kiss me again. Then he slinked an arm around my back and rolled me on top of him as he lowered himself back down to the bed. I spread my legs alongside his hips and he dropped his hand down to his cock, pushing it deep inside me. I moaned and threw my head back, wrapped my hands around his thighs and grinded against him as my nails dug into his skin. "Roman, I'll love you forever," I told him.
He wrapped his hands around my waist and dragged me back down to him. "Forever will never be long enough for me anymore with you, darlin'." He swerved his hips and bucked them against me, deepening his cock inside me, reaching the height of my G-spot. I whimpered and wrapped my hands around his shoulders, then turned my head and nuzzled my face into the crook of his neck, licking and biting his skin as his fingers bit into both sides of my ass and crawled up the center of my back. God, I loved this man. "But it's good enough for now," he said.
"Yes... yes," I told him. "Forever is good enough for now."
The End
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