I laughed, hoping it'd sound natural. "So because I’m not arguing with you every day, now I'm different?"
"It ain't that." He shook his head. "Matter fact, that's what's throwing me off. Usually, you got something smart to say by now." A grin spread across his face. "Lately you've been too damn peaceful."
I took another piece of pancake with my fork, taking my time chewing before answering. The less I talked, the less chance I had of slipping up. "I'm tired, Rome. I work twelve-hour shifts. When I come home, I don't be looking for an argument."
He nodded slowly, but his eyes never left mine. "See... that's the thing. I know you.
I looked up when he said that because the way he said it made my stomach hurt. He continued talking and I pretended like it didn’t faze me.
"You can smile all you want." He pointed his fork toward me before taking another bite. "You can laugh. Hell, you can even start cooking breakfast every morning if you want to but something in here..." He tapped the side of his head, “keep telling me you up to something."
For a split second my heart skipped some beats, but my expression never changed. Instead, I smiled. "What exactly would I be up to?"
"If I knew that, I wouldn't have to ask."
He chuckled like he'd just said the funniest joke in the world while reaching for another strip of turkey bacon and you know what I did? I laughed right with him. Hell, he had been playing in my face for years, so I wasn’t sure why he felt a way when I decided to start playing back.
Inside, I was trying to figure out whether he was fishing or if he actually knew something. The scary part about Rome wasn't when he yelled. It was when his ass got quiet, when he started paying attention, and when every little move you made suddenly became a clue in whatever story he'd created in his head.
He stood up with his plate, walked over to the sink, and rinsed it off before turning around to look at me again. "You know what..."
I looked up from eating my food. “What?”
"Come here."
I frowned. "What for?"
He smiled looking extra fine. "I said come here."
I hesitated just long enough for him to notice before forcing myself out of the chair. By the time I made it around the table, he'd already reached for my hand. His fingers wrapped aroundmine before he pulled me against him, sliding one arm around my waist.
"You been working too much," he said, brushing his thumb across my cheek. "I feel like I gotta compete with that fuckin’ hospital for my own woman."
I smiled because that's what he expected me to do. "I’m not going anywhere Rome."
He searched my face for another long torturing second, almost like he was waiting for my eyes to betray me. "Yeah, you better not be."
Before I knew it, Rome had lifted me in his arms wrapping my legs around his body as walked over the same table we were just eating at and gently laid me on my backside. I wasn’t anticipating having sex with him and I couldn’t pretend I was comfortable because it’s not like although he cheated, he used protection. Obviously he didn’t because if that were the case nobody would be saying he’s the daddy.
He wasn’t even trying to take his time acting like a dog in heat the way he tugged at my nipples before he devoured them into his mouth. I tossed my head back and went with the flow until his soft lips met my bare pussy. He placed soft kisses all around my thighs before he focused again and slithered his warm tongue over my clitoris.
“Mhm,” he groaned feeling my body loosen up. “Taste just like water, open up for me Nay.”
For the sake of an argument, I decided to put myself in the moment and deal with everything else after. Rome began to eat me so good, my hands found themselves at the very top of his head as a moan escaped from my lips. “Ouuu,” I squealed biting down on my bottom lips with my eyes shut tightly.
The more he picked up the pace, the harder I bucked my hips trying to work myself into the orgasm that I felt coming. The slurping sounds he made had me ready even more. The morehe licked, the more swollen my clitoris became and right when I reached near climax, he abruptly pulled out and shoved his hard dick inside of me.
“Fuckkk!” I gasped squirting all over him as he braced his hands on my hips pumping ferociously before he came as well.
“Got damn! Fuck!” He let out a deep moan while glaring into my eyes with his veins still thumping inside of me. It was quick, but it was good and that one orgasm had me feeling weak because it took a lot out of me.
Rome helped me up and placed sloppy kisses all over my cheek. “You forgive me?” he asked.
“Sex doesn’t fix the problems Rome,” I let him know as I hurried into the bathroom the second he let me go, closing the door behind me before turning the shower on as hot as I could stand it. The water rolled over my shoulders while I stood there with my eyes closed, trying to wash away everything that had just happened. I hated this feeling more than anything, I hated the fact that once again he did whathewanted without giving a damn whatIwanted. I reached for the body wash and scrubbed my skin harder than necessary, trying my best not to let it ruin today. Out of every single day this could've happened... it just had to be today.
"Navy!"
Rome's voice boomed through the house loud enough to break my train of thought. I rolled my eyes before sliding the shower door open just enough to stick my head out.
