Silas Jones| Sy
Miami, FL
Mornin'

"I love you and only you," I pressed my forehead against his. "Can you apologize to me now?" I pouted and that got a reaction out of him.

But he still didn't say anything.

I smirked and wrapped my arms around his neck and then bit his ear. "Can you feel that? It's all cause of you," I whispered in his ear.

I grinded my erection against his and he wrapped his arms around my waist and I giggled like a little girl.

"I apologize my baby. And I appreciate your apology and you expressin' yo feelings to me, finally got you to do it." He held me tight and I smiled in the crook of his neck.

"I do care about your life." He said and I laughed.

"You're just a big ole baby," I leaned back and he wiped tears I didn't know I had from my eyes.

"But you're the one who's cryin'." He smiled and it was so beautiful.

He grabbed my face and devoured my mouth.

I moaned against his lips as he tugged and sucked on them with his teeth.

I sucked his lip into my mouth and groaned.

"Please fuck me," I said breathlessly.

"Amir!" Someone called him and I whined.

But he didn't stop kissin' me. He gripped the back of my nape and slapped my ass through the sweats.

"Let me go take care of that." He said and I let him go, hesitantly.

I touched my lips and smiled.

I was so happy- no fuck that, I was damn lifted.

I never wanted to lose him, I'd do anything for him.

He came back a moment later and I smiled and he smiled at me back.

"Let's sit and talk," he said and guided me by my waist to a bench at the back.

We sat down and we could still see the match.

"You know it's gon' take me a while to forgive you for that right baby?" He asked and touched my thigh.

My dick pressed against my pants and I nodded.

"Yeah." I said and twirled my fingers.

He lifted my chin to face him and he swiped my mouth with his thumb.

"But I know somethin' that'll make me forgive you soon. I always wanted to try it out." He said and I nodded.

"Okay. Also, about Rashad..." I started off and he looked at me lips then me.

"I know y'all fucked." He said.

"Oh. How'd you-'''

"Don't worry about it, I just know." That made me feel even more bad.

"But not again, I won't do it again." I promised him.

"I know you won't do it again because if you do I won't be as nice as I was this time. I'm not givin' you no more fuck up chances Silas." He said and I squeezed his hand.

"I understand. Just don't hurt me," I touched his face.

"It ain' no 'just don't hurt me', do that shit again, and I don't give a fuck what I do, ima really hurt you. Mentally, physically, emotionally, all that shit." Fuck! This turned me on so bad.

"Got it?" He lifted his eyebrow.

"Yes baby." I said and he squeezed my thigh.

"Anything else you want to tell me?" He asked.

Marriage?

"No. Nah, im good." I lied and he studied my face for a second and then smirked.

"You're so pretty when you lie," he said, which caught me off guard. "But I'll let it slide for right now cause tonight you gon' moan everything out."

"And that's a promise." He rubbed my jaw with his finger and then stuck his ringed finger in my mouth.

I bit down on it slightly and he went deeper, makin' me gag.

"Mm. So beautiful," he murmured. He took his finger out and put it into his own mouth.

"Delicious too," he gave me a sweet smile that melted my heart.

"Please let me suck your dick," I almost whined.

He put the palm of his hand on my dick, while starin' into my eyes, and pressed.

I gasped and was about to grab his wrist. "Stop me and ima fuck you up." He said and pressed even harder.

Tears welled up in my eyes. This genuinely hurted.

"This," he gestured to my dick. "If I cut this off...this'll never give me problems again." He pressed even harder.

I crossed my legs and gripped the bench seat. "Amir..-''' I managed to breathe out.

For some reason, him press in' there made me even more hornier. "I'm finna nut amir," I warned him and my eyes rolled to the back of my head.

"I knew it." He said and stopped pressing there.

I whined and leaned on his shoulder.

"You're so mean.." i whispered and he lifted my head.

"Pain turns you on, huh?" He asked and I shrugged.

My heart began to race, I've always known it but...

"No...I think." I lied and his smirk widened.

"Not only pain but dangerous situations. Shit that'll make you question if you finna survive or not," he noted and then nodded.

"What?" I asked, my heart was beatin' so damn fast.

He smacked his lips. "Silas don't even try to lie, your pussy was gettin' wet when I beat that nigga with a gun, even when I threatened you."

"Yo ass was squirmin' in that seat and didn't think I noticed? Silas, I know everything about you, shit, nigga I own you. I take care of you," he said and grabbed my face.

"So, lie to me again and ima show you why they call me ghost." He smiled and I bit my lip.

"Does pain turn you on?" He asked

"Yes." I moaned.

"Does dangerous situations turn you on?" He asked.

"Fuck, yes." I moaned.

"Do i turn you on?" He asked and gave a huge ass smile.

"Yes fuckin' sir." I said and he clashed his lips onto mine.

He grabbed my throat and pressed me against the wall.

"When we get home, ima mess you up baby. You give me permission to ruin you?" He asked and i shook my head frantically while biting my lip.

"Ruin me ami-''' he shut my air supply off and stopped me from speakin.

"This is why i love you. I can ruin you, break you and know you'll come runnin' back." He smiled and i smiled with him.

"Only for you.." i grounded out.

"And know that I'll put you back together Silas." He kissed me like he needed me to know that but i already did.

I'm sick and he's insane.

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