Page 33 of Rum and Roses
I smiled, carefully wrapping my arms around her and pulling her into my embrace. “You did so good… you’re such a good girl. My good girl.” I planted a kiss against the side of her temple. “How about we take a bath and get you cleaned up?”
She nodded again, nuzzling her head against my chest.
Holy fuck, I loved her so much.
I pulled her into my arms, carrying her all the way to the bathroom before settling her into the tub. I made sure the water was warm before I got in, coaxing her to follow. She sunk against me. She completed me, in every possible way.
Smiling, I planted another kiss against her temple. Running my fingers through her hair with one hand, I used the other to wash her body clean in gentle circles, whispering sweet nothings into Rosalie’s ear as I did.. The air smelled of the strawberry soap I used. God I loved strawberries because of her.
Her comfort was my comfort. Her happiness was my own.
I could tell that she was still riding that submissive high, but sooner or later she would come down from it and I was going to do everything in my power for her to know that I loved her.
We stayed in the bath until the water was tepid, and then I helped her out and dried her off with a warm towel. I sat her on her bed before picking out her favorite silk pajamas and cotton underwear. Dressing her, not because she wasn’t capable of dressing herself, but because I wanted to show her how much I cared.
“Thank you,” she said softly.
“Of course, anything for you,” I replied with a smile. “Do you feel good?”
She nodded. “Really good.”
“Okay.”
That’s a relief. I was worried I overdid it given how new she is to BDSM.
Rosalie enjoyed it, if she didn't we wouldn't be experimenting with it otherwise. Everything I did was in her best interest. For her safety, happiness and well-being always.
I pulled on my boxers, followed by some sweatpants.
“Can we cuddle?”
“You don’t have to ask. Let me get you something to drink and eat, and then we can cuddle to your heart’s content, okay?”
She smiled. “Okay.”
I wasn’t gone long. Just enough to gather a tray of her favorite snacks and mix Liquid IV into her water. In no time, I had placed everything on the table I had just fucked her on before coaxing her to come to the couch.
She did without hesitation. I held my arms open as she sank into my embrace, laying across me with her head on my chest. She reached for the snacks, taking a handful of popcorn and popping it into her mouth before washing it down with Liquid IV.
That’s my girl.
I raised my hand, pushing her curls from her face. “You’re so beautiful.”
Rosalie turned to look at me with a smile. She leaned forward and kissed my nose before nuzzling her head back into my chest. My opposing hand reached for her back, gently rubbing it. “Do you want to watch anything in particular?”
She shook her head. “You can pick.”
“Alright.” I kissed her head and began flipping through the movie options as I lay with her.
22
Rosalie
LEGO bricks lay scattered across the coffee table. Silas sat across from me, his brows furrowed in concentration. He had no idea how handsome he really was.
Chiseled with marble, crafted by the Gods. Only the hands of a true artist could’ve created someone as beautiful as Silas. My heart skipped a beat, admiring him while he merely existed, of all things.
When had I become so head over heels for him?
