Between Never and Forever

by Shain Rose

Tomorrow, I’ll have to do mic checks and—” “Tomorrow you’re off,” he interrupted and then hummed. “So, it’ll be the perfect time to move all your things here.” “I’m not moving in with you.” His only response to that was to brush his hand softly over my pussy with the cloth, like he cared, but he rubbed a thumb over my clit too and I hissed, “Dex!” It was the first time I saw a genuine smile whip across his face in years. His eyes sparkled, his dimples showed, and then he bit the corner of his lip like he didn’t want me to see happiness at all between us. “Just reminding you who’s in charge. You’re moving in.” “I’m not. I’m going to go home after…” I waved down. “Are you done? I’ll clean up and leave—” He didn’t let me finish. He stood and scooped me up fast after he threw down the washcloth. “What the hell, Dex!” “You’ll stay in the guest room.” He glanced back at the sheets, and I did too. I saw blood where I’d laid, evidence of what we’d done together bright red against the white sheets and shut my eyes in embarrassment. “I’ll replace those,” I whispered out. “Kee, look at me.” He was walking now, cradling me like a baby on the way to his spare room, and there was no way for me to fight him, so I gave in and peeked open an eye. “Those sheets are now a prized possession of mine. They have your innocence all over them. I might even frame them.” “Don’t be ridiculous. At least let me take them home and wash—” “I’ll take care of it.” “You don’t have to take care of it. I can ...