Silas’s hadn’t called in 3 weeks.. I didn’t know what was going on. He wouldn’t answer any of my calls, or answer any of the voicemails that I had left.
My heart was broke, completely. Silas and I had been together for 2 years.. I didn’t want to overthink because I knew if I did that it would only make things worse.
I sighed and decided to pour myself a glass of champagne to calm my nerves.
I went to the cabinet and grabbed a glass as I washed it out and headed for the bar.
I scanned the collection until my eyes came across the champagne. I grabbed it and popped the top with a bottle opener.
As soon as I opened the bottle, I didn’t hesitate to pour up.
After I finish pouring, I drink up the entire glass as I hear my doorbell ring.
My eyebrows knit together as I make my way over to the door.
“who is it?..”
I waited for a response.
“It’s me.. Silas..”
He sounded very hoarse, and his speech was slurred.
I immediately opened the door as I looked at him.
I audibly gasped.
He looked extremely worn out, his braids where all over his head, his eyes were puffy, and his clothes smelled of liquor, weed, and the faint lingering smell of women’s perfume.
I stood there and stared at him for a moment as my heart pounded..
“S-Silas?!”
I frowned slightly to the sight of him as he slides past me.
“Yeah it’s me, I said dat already lil ma..”
He groans and flops on the couch.
“Yo gimmie some Tylenol.. my head steady boomin yo..”
I hurry and scramble to the downstairs bathroom to grab the extra strength Tylenol.
“Baby where were you?.. it’s 10:59..”
He lifts his head and takes the Tylenol as he hoists himself up towards the kitchen to grab a glass of tap water.
“I was at my job.. Y/N.. where else would a nigga be?..”
I looks down at the floor as my heart hammers im my rib cage.
“Well why do you smell like perfume..?”
Shit..
I couldn’t believe I just asked that..
“man Y/N cause I work wit a lot of Otha bitches.. jeez.. you stay dick riding ma..”
He pauses.
“In plus.. you my prize possession.. shit..! Then hips mama..!”
He winks and does the chefs kiss gesture, which makes my stomach do somersaults.
“O-okay…”
He embraces me as he sways side to side.
“Now lemme take this medicine then we can chill igh?..”
I nod as I watch him pop 2 Tylenol and guzzle down the tap water to wash the medicine away.
He takes it.
A few moments go by as we chill.
He ends up falling asleep.
Which he never does before giving me what I want.
I sensed something was off..
But I knew it was better if I just left it alone.
NEXT DAY.
We had migrated from the couch to my bedroom.
I had woken up before him as I realized that he had work and stayed at my place all night.
“Silas..”
I tap his shoulder as he groans and moves.
“Silas baby wake up you have work!”
I frantically yell as he shoots up.
“HUH?! what? OH SHIT..!”
He stumbles out of bed towards the closet to rummage for his work clothes as he looks at me.
“Can you take me to work?”
I nod as I wait for him to get dressed, which takes about 20 minutes.
He comes out of the bathroom in his mechanical overalls.
“ardd im ready ma..”
I grab the keys off of the nightstand and head towards the front door to head to his job.
The car ride was quiet except for the faint music coming from the radio.
I looked over at him as he was staring out of his window. For some reason, he wouldn’t talk to me as much as he used to.
This is what made me overthink that it was another girl.
But I didn’t show it.
Anyways, we had finally pulled up to his job. The garage was wide open and his fellow employees were looking in my cars direction as they waved and realized Silas was in the passenger.
“Igh baby.. thank you so much..”
He leans over and kisses me on the corner of my mouth.
I smile and watch him get out.
“You’re welcome!..”
I yell back at him as I reverse the car and head over to my favorite coffee shop that was just up the block.
As I pull into the parking lot of the café, I realizes that it was barely any spots because well.. THE PLACE WAS PACKED.
I hated when this place was packed, it was always hard for me to get my coffee and my day started.
15 MINUTES LATER.
I had finally gotten my Mocha Latte as I sat by a window.
My mind was stuck on Silas, and to why he had been so distant lately.
Was there another girl?..
Or was I just trippin’..
I had snapped out of my daydream when I realized, while I was in a daze, I had sucked all of my code up like a damn vacuum.
“Damn..”
I sighed as I then checked my watch realizing that Silas gets off in just a few minutes.
I threw my empty coffee cup away before heading through the doors back towards my Beamer.
As I drive back towards his job, that’s when my heart had stopped.
My worst nightmare had came true..
He was talking to another girl and had his arm wrapped around her waist.
“What the fuck…”
My heart fluttered as the hot tears began to form.
I stayed far away so he wouldn’t recognize the car, or see me all bent up.
I sniffle as I sit there and watch the whole interaction unfold before my very eyes.
He was in fact cheating on me..
And God knows.. there’s probably many other women involved as well.
After watching for about another 15 minutes he does the unthinkable.
He starts to tongue kiss her like he does me..
My gut and heart wrenches to the sight of him gripping her ass and devouring her mouth like she belongs to him.
Then..
As she walks away and waves sexily at him, he smiles and winks at her before looking at his watch and looking around for my car.
I quickly sniff and wipe my now puffy eyes, as I act like I saw nothing.
I begin to continue pulling up.
He spots my car and immediately starts heading towards the door.
“Heyyyyy mamaaaa”
I look over at him and looks down at the seat.
“Hey.”
He frowns as he tilts his head to the side.
“Whats wrong?.”
I shakes my head.
“Nothing.”
We end up driving back to my place silently.
My heart was thumping through my chest as I pulled up into the driveway.
As soon as we both stepped foot into my house I gave him the silent treatment.
“Aye you wanna watch a movie?”
He looks over his shoulder as he is now in the kitchen wearing a wife beater and some black sweats.
I don’t answer.
“Mamas..?”
I continue to stay silent as my eyes are glued to the tv.
“Bae I know you hear me..”
I can feel him start to get agitated with me for not looks at him.
I slowly look at him.
“What’s wrong boo?”
He sits down next to me and wraps an arm around me.
“Nothing.”
He smacks his lip and rolls his eyes.
“Mccht.. man why you lyin..”
I roll my eyes and look at my hands.
I bite my tongue as the urge to bring up the women washes over me.
“Who was she Silas..”
I look over at him as the tears start to reform.
“Who?..”
Oh so now he acting like we wasn’t just tonguing a bitch down at his job?…
“Silas.. who was the girl you was kissing on..”
The tears began to pour out of my eyes as the flashbacks from him kissing her overflowed my brain.
“Mannnn that bitch?.. man ion want ha i was just playin..”
I snapped my head towards him.
“You kissed her!”
He flinches as he looked at the floor.
The room fell silent before he lifts his head to look at me.
“Im sorry ma..”
He sits down the empty popcorn bowl and grabs my waist to pull me onto his lap.
He then starts kissing my neck.
I try to move, but the sensation his plump lips are giving me, has me too far in.
“S-Silas..”
I try to move but he clamps his arms around my hips making my arch back pulling me towards him.
“Ion want ha like I want you.. that was a mistake..”
He growls in my ear as he licks my neck.
I roll my eyes back as I bite my lip.
Fuck..
Im supposed to be mad at this muthafucka..
And he over here licking and sucking on my neck.
( easy ass 😒 )
I look down at him with low lids and glossy eyes as I blink softly.
“T-then why did you do it?..”
I was out of breath from my heart thumping.
He just stares at me before lifting my shirt.
I gasp as my bare breast gently jiggle from under the soft fabric of the shirt.
I had NO bra on..
He smirks and gently cups the both of them before gently taking his lips to my nipples.
“F-fuck..! B-b…”
My hips jolted as he slurped and sucked, making any thoughts of the incident vanish.
“Mmmmmm”
I bite my lip so hard I draw a bit of blood.
I look down at him as I gently start to grind against his hard-on.
He pulls away.
“You want dis dick nie dontchu..”
I pout slight and nod.
He gently lifts my hips before pulls it out from his fly.
“Take dese off mama.. imma apologize for what I did the right way..”
I oblige and slide off my shorts and underwear.
He gently lowers my shivering frame on top of him.
“Fuckkkkkk babyyyyy”
I couldn’t keep the moan in, that shit felt so fuckin good.
“Yeahhhh, just like that? Daddy sorry baby..”
He then starts to pump slowly into my while continuing to suck on my nipples.
This sent me over the edge as my body violently begins to jolt.
He lets out a soft chuckle that sends vibrations through my entire body, all the way down to my core.
Then..
He changes the speed..
He starts violently pumping into me as the noises fill the living room.
He pulls away to look up at me.
“Yeahhh… you forgive daddy, hm?”
I nod fast as I can’t get anything out.
Im too busy on the verge of an orgasm to answer.
He smirks and keeps going.
Then there it hits..
The big O..
I felt my walls clamp tightly around him as I convulsed.
“FUCK IM FINNA…- C.. CUMMMMM”
I began to shake as I releases my sweet sticky essence all over him.
I went limp against him as he rubbed my back, while still being deeply hurried inside of me.
“There we go mama.. daddy told you he was sorry..”
“You forgive me?..”
I nod while my face is hidden in his neck.
I guess..
I did forgive him..
Even though he did that fucked up as shit.
Silas was always and will be my baby..
THE END
DISCLAIMER: His manipulative ass CHEATED once again.. and Y/N’s dumbass kept on STAYING 😒
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It was my first day working with Zaire and the other girls for this new group that he brought together called “JJ FAD“. I had no idea what the fuck that stood for, but the plan that he had made sounded good so I wasn’t too worried about the stage name .
I was at work, which consisted of me stocking shelves in the local Walmart. This had been my job ever since I graduated highschool, and I was making a pretty good amount of money. Zaire had coincidentally called me as soon as I was about to stock a comforter in the bedroom accessories section.
RINGGGGGG!!
“Shit..!” I say as I frantically find my way to my pocket to grab my phone.
“Hello?..” I say waiting for a response.
“Yeooooo is dat ma gur Y/N?” He says as he lets out a soft chuckle.
I softly shake my head behind the phone rolling my eyes as I let out a small laugh.
“Yeah.., it’s me wassup?” I respond.
“You still swiningin’ by da studio to meet up wit da otha gurls for rehearsal?.” He asks.
I knew he was going to call and ask that..
I responded.
“Yeah, yeah imma be there, just gimmie like fifteen..” I respond back as I made sure the comforter was safely tucked away on the shelf.
“Aii bet, lemme know when you get hea.” He says.
“Alrighty.” I hang up as I sigh and look up at the comforter that I stocked.
“Welp I guess I’ll clock out.” I say to myself as I head up to the front to punch my card.
I get to the front and do exactly what I intended as I waved goodbye to my boss and head for the door to get to my car. I hopped in my black Escalade as I began to start it up and head over to the studio where Zaire and the other girls were waiting.
As I drove down the road I turned up my radio, listening to the music that was blaring through the speakers, bopping my head as I continued up the road until I the turn that I need to take to get to the studio was in view.
After a few minutes the turn started to appear. I made sure no one was coming as I then made a sharp quick left turn onto the backroad that lead to the headquarters of the studio.
As I continued down the road I pulled up and was greeted by a semi full parking lot that had four other cars parked on the right side. Followed by a sleek black 1964 Impala that was parked in the V.I.P section right near the door. I parked next to it as I sprayed my perfume on and moisturized with my lotion before hopping out the car and heading in.
I walked towards the entrance as I clicked the lock button on my key, making sure that my car was locked. I had gotten about halfway in the door when suddenly I was greeted by Zaire who was evidently walking down hallway towards my direction.
“Hey ma.” He says smiling menacingly.
I roll my eyes and walk toward him.
“Hey boo.” I respond back as I give him a warm smile.
He walks towards me as he opens his arms for a hug.
We hug for a moment as we then pull away.
“The girls here?.” I ask as I raise a brow.
He nods as he motions me to follow him down the hall to the recording room.
I followed him as we walked and walked as we had finally gotten to the room entering where the rest of the girls were waiting.
In the room I was greeted by.
Raya.
Denise.
Aja.
And Tomika.
Tomika was Zaire’s ex baby mama who thought we was cool and was known for trying to be all buddy buddy with me and everybody else in the group. As far as I knew, she got along well with Aja and Denise. But me and Raya?, yeah, hell nah we knew exactly what that sneaky conniving bitch was in for.
They all smiled and waved at me as I waved back.
“Aii gur’s is we ready ta gets dis party started.” He asks sexily as he smirks.
We all nodded as we made our way over to the booth.
Raya smiled at me and hugged me.
“Hey girl.. you ready?” She asks.
I nod and take the lyrics that are being passed down the line as I glance down at them.
“Ready as ready can be.” I say as I smile.
We all looked up and gave Zaire the signal that we were ready as he then nodded his head and started the instrumental beat that was playing on the track. On the lyrics it had when we came in and what part we had solos on.
First rapped Denise she spit the flow out so smooth, that you wouldn’t even think it was her rapping.
“uh.. Dirty Denise yo uh-huh, uh-huh come on Dirty Denise yo, come on Dirty Denise yo, huh Dirty Denise yo, all so, so dark, come on.”
Denise raps the lyrics clean and crisp as the part next part goes over to Raya who reminds me of lil Kim when she spits her flow, hard and dense getting straight to the point.
“I know a dude named Jimmy used to run up in me Nighttime pissy drunk off the Henny and Remmy I didn’t mind it uh-uh when he fucked me from behind what? It felt fine, ‘specially when he used to grind it He was a truck when I sucked his dick He used to pass me bricks, credit cards and shit Suck him to sleep, I took the keys to the Jeep Tell him “I’ll be back, go fuck with some other cats” Flirtin’, gettin’ numbers, in the summer, hoe hop Raw top in my man’s drop.”
Raya bopped her head as she spat the lyrics. She was spitting so hard i was bopping my head along, glancing down at the paper to see who was next, which was Aja. Who had a light flow but could still be heard.
“Then this homey Jimmy, he screamin’ “Gimmie” Lay me on my back, bustin’ nuts all in me After ten times we fucked, I think I bust twice He was nice, kept my neck filled with ice Put me in Chanel’s, kept me out nice Cold suckin’ his dick, rockin’ the mic come on It was somethin’ about this dude I couldn’t stand Somethin’ that could have made his ass a real man Somethin’ I wanted, but I was never pushy The motherfucker never ate my pussy huh, say what?”
Gosh I loved the way Aja politely rapped, she was so sweet, I was so convinced she didn’t belong in this nasty ass freaky girls group that a nasty freak ass nigga came up with. But anyways I was next and my heart began to thump when I read the lyrics. I knew Zaire had purposefully gave me these lyrics and I had proof because as soon as I had looked up, he had a mischievous smirk on his face
I rolled my eyes and cleared my throat and began to let the lyrics roll off my of tongue.
“I don’t want dick tonight come on, come on! Eat my pussy right uh, uh, uh, uh, Y/N, Y/N, bring it to me now I know a dude named Ron Doo push a Q Had a wild crew on Flatbush and Avenue U Had a weed spot, used to pump African black He used to, seal his bag, so his workers wouldn’t cap I used to see him, in the tunnel, with fuckers at dawn Whispers in my ear, he wanna get his fuck on I dug him, so I fucked him, I wasn’t nuttin’ He wanted me to suck him, but I didn’t, I ain’t frontin’ The sex was whack, a four stroke creep I jumped on his dick, ride his ass to sleep.”
Damn I felt so fuckin nasty rapping them lyrics, but Zaire definitely knew me. And as erotic and sensual those lyrics were, Zaire and I knew that I was completely comfortable rapping them. I smirked to myself and heard Tomika’s no rhythm having ass about to spit.
I sighed as I narrowed my eyes in her direction.
She started.
“He called next week, askin’ why I ain’t beep him “I thought your ass was still sleepin” He laughed, told me he bought a new Path Could he come over right fast and fuck my pretty ass? I’ll pass, nigga the dick was trash If sex was record sales you would be double blast I like that The only way you seein’ me if you eatin’ me come on Downtown taste my love like Horace Brown Tryin’ to impress me with your five G stones I’ll give you ten G’s nigga if you leave me alone, screamin’”
I was surprised that her no talent havin’ ass was actually rapping along with the beat. I brushed it off and acted like I was interested as I gave her a fake smile. The next part was all of us as a collective, before we split off back into different verses.
“I don’t want dick tonight Eat my pussy right I don’t want dick tonight yeah, yeah Eat my pussy right uh-uh.”
We all did our own little dances as the beat and lyrics got to us. Next up was me surprisingly again.
I began.
“The moral of the story is this ayou aint lickin’ this, you aint stickin’ this And I got witnesses, ask any nigga I been with They ain’t hit shit til’ they tongue in this I ain’t with the frontin’ shit I got my own Benz, I got my own ends, immediate friends thats right.”
I smirked as I looked up at Zaire and looked over at Denise who was up next.
“Me and my girls rock worlds, and big niggas Fuck for car keys, and double digit figures Good duck I cherish, I can be blunt I treat it like it’s precious, I ain’t gonna front uh-uh For limp dick niggas, thats frontin’ like they really Suck my pussy ‘til they kill me, you feel me? Uh.. yeah.”
She smiled and looked over at me as the song was coming to an end. We all started rapping the next part.
“I don’t want dick tonight Eat my pussy right Say what? Come on, uh I don’t want dick tonight Eat my pussy right Uh, JJ FAD yo.”
“I don’t want dick tonight it’s JJ FAD yo Eat my pussy right Junior M.A.F.I.A, uh It’s JJ FAD yo I don’t want dick tonight JJ FAD yo Eat my pussy right come on, huh.”
“I don’t want dick to talk I like that, come on Eat my pussy right JJ FAD yo I don’t want dick tonight yeah Eat my pussy right I don’t want dick tonight.”
As we finished the last verse, we all cheered and embraced each other as we finished our first track for our new album. The feeling of finally finishing a song that had been left unfinished felt like an accomplishment.
As we all walked out of the booth my mood immediately shifted. As I was about to go start a conversation with Zaire, Tomika hopped her little narrow high yellow ass in front of me to get to him before. I frowned and raised a brow as I glared a hole in the back of Tomika’s head.
I rolled my eyes and turned around as I went to find Raya.
“I really am tired of Tomika ass trynna steal whats not hers.” I say as I frown and flop next to her on the velvet couch.
Raya looked over at me, before glancing over at Tomika who was trying to impress Zaire.
“Girl please.. Zaire is not interested in that anymore.. after they stopped messin’ around a few months ago, im pretty sure that was his stopping point.” She responds looking to me with a raises brow.
I glanced between Raya and the two ex love birds. I sighed and looked at my lap as I rubbed the bridge of my nose. You see me and Zaire were talking, and ever since he allowed his ex baby mama Tomika into the group, shes been trying to homewreck and I don’t think she realizes that I know a homewrecking hoe when I see one.
The thing im confused about is, how the fuck does she know that im talking to her ex boyfriend?
Did Zaire tell her himself?
Or has her nosey ass been watching and stalking me?
Man I don’t fuckin know..
Anyways…
I snapped back into reality as I opened my eyes looking up realizing that the coast was clear and I could finally talk to Zaire who was fidgeting with the sound board.
“Hey boo.” I say as I approach him.
He turned around and gives me a big warm welcoming smile before responding.
“Wassam ma, you sounded good innea.” He said as he pointed towards the sound booth.
I smiled as I blushes just a tad.
“Thanks Zaire..” I say smiling.
It’s silent for a moment before he breaks it.
“Watchu doin lata?” He says tilting his head.
“Nothing, probably finna just head home. Why?” I respond back.
“Oh nun I just thought maybe you wanted to hang out a sumn, das coo if youn want to I get it fasho.” He says letting out a soft chuckle before moving his eyes back down to the soundboard to fidget with it some more.
“Oh no we can, Ian mean it like that.. I just meant that I’m too tired to do something and I’m heading straight home.” I say letting out a soft chuckle.
He nods and smiles back.
“So we can is what you sayin’.” He asks.
I nod for confirmation and roll my eyes playfully as I go back to sit down next to Raya.
She looks over at me.
“So?.. what y’all talk about?” She asks as she raises a brow.
I look at her back as I respond.
“He asked if we could hang later, and I said yes.” I respond.
She smirks and playfully hits my arm.
“See girl I told you he don’t want her ass no mo’.” She replies.
I roll my eyes playfully at her as I swat her off.
Zaire starts walking over towards me as he sits next to me in the open spot.
“Come to my place Y/N, we aint hung dea in so long.” He says with a smirk as he wraps his arm around me pulling me closer.
I blush softly as I look at him, trying to keep my composure.
“Thats fine with me.” I reply with a smile.
Raya nudges me which makes me look over. She winks at me and stands up as she breaks the sudden silence.
“Well I think imma head outchea yall.” She says as she holds up the peace sign and struts towards the door. She lets out a small chuckle before looking back at me over her shoulder.
I brushed her off as I looked back at Zaire whose hand was on my thigh now.
“So wassup?.” He says as he trails his index and middle finger up my thigh near my core tilting his head.
I tense up as I gasp looking at his hand, raising mine to stop his fingers from going any further.
“You want me to meet you there?..” I say softly with a flustered smile.
He stops taking his hand away, reading my body language, as he nods while checking me out, licking his lips slowly.
“Yea les do dat.” He says as his voice is a pure bliss of lust.
I stand up and head toward the door sensing Zaire behind me, I smirk yo myself as I continued out of the door to head back to my car.
“Aye, be safe ma.” He says as he opens his car door.
I looked over and smiled softly.
“I will, see you inna bit boo.” I say winking at him as we both depart from each other just to be right back together again, with the only difference which is being alone.
About 30 minutes go by as I had finally pulled up into his driveway to see that this nigga wasn’t home and I beat him to his own crib. He probably went to go stop by the ABC store.
Anyways…
I parked my car in his driveway, getting out and going to the front door. I still had the extra key that he gave me for whenever I wanted to just pop up and come over.
I stepped in as the smell of strong booze and kush hit my sensitive nostrils.
“Shit.. gahdamn.. what this muthafucka be doin’?.” I say to myself as I cover my nose with my arm closing the front door behind me. I kicked my shoes off and slid them next to the front door as I then find my way to the big black familiar leather couch.
I sink completely into the big comfy couch cushions as I grab the remote from the coffee table that was sitting in front of me.
I turn the TV on and slide through channels, before hearing the faint slam of a heavy car door, and the faint heavy footsteps that sounded very manly. As I turn my head I see the front door knob turning.
It was Zaire.
He opened the door and as soon as he saw me comfortable on the couch, he smirked.
“My fault boo.. I had went to da ABC stow.” He says, holding up the brown paper bag for proof that was covering the liquor that was placed on the inside.
I let out a soft chuckle before responding.
“I see.. whatchu got innea?” I curiously ask as I sit on my knees and turn towards Zaire’s direction. He continues smirking at me he sits the brown bag down on the marble counter, taking his huge jacket off of his shoulders.
“nun just some MD-40, you wan sumn?” He asks again, raising a brow.
I nod as I watch him open one of his cabinet’s to retrieve two shiney crystal clear wine glasses. He carefully sets them down on the counter as he then moves to open the MD-40.
I was watching his EVERY move, the way he sat the glasses down?, the way he poured up?, man shit he could fuck me any damn time he fuckin’ pleased.
Zaire knew he was trouble, but he didn’t care.. Zaire knew he was capable of getting anything he damn wanted to. And that’s what I liked about him, he was straightforward, and always let you know what he wanted it, and where he wanted it.
As I snapped out of my trance, I had put my focus back into the living room area, I look up and see Zaire moving different things on the counter into new spaces, before turning over his shoulder to look back at me.
“ayo is you chillin’.” He asks with a raised brow of concern.
I nod.
“Yeah I’m fine..” I reply.
He nods back before finishing and grabbing the drinks, coming over to sit next to me on his comfy leather couch.
He lets out a soft chuckle as he shook his head.
“I was jus makin’ sure you was chillin’.”
I roll my eyes playfully as I grab the glass from the table.
He picks his glass up as well as he holds it up to cheer.
I look at him as I clink my glass to his.
“Cheers.”
“Cheers.”
We both take a sip at the same time, Gosh it was so weird seeing us in sync, but I then realized we had been seeing each other for a few months now. And sometimes when you’re in a relationship for a long time, you start doing things in sync.
He looks over at me as he winks.
His is eyes were full of lust and a longing that made knots twist in my stomach.
“What you trynna do ma..”
His voice now deep and husky as he checks me out while licking his lips.
I look at him softly as I bite my lip.
“Whatever you want baby..”
I wink at him as I get on my knees to crawl over to him.
He adjusts himself to a man spread as he grabs me by my waist and pulls me onto his lap.
I move with him as I am now straddling him.
We lock eyes as I slowly grind against him, making him grunt softly and bucks his hips up.
“Mm.. shit.. baby gimmie dat pussy..”
He growls lowly at me as he digs his nails into my sides making me let out a soft whimper.
“Mm take it baby.. it’s all yours..”
I whispered in his ear as I slowly stuck my tongue out to trace his earlobe with it, sending shivers down his spine.
The next thing I know, my dress is being unzipped and I’m being laid down on my back. I oblige and let him do so as I watch him get in between my legs.
“Imma eat dis shit till my fuckin jaw hurt Y/N do you fuckin’ hear me?..”
He slaps my thigh and gently leans down to bite it as he then moves down to my wet aching core.
Fuck..
The way he stared at me made me even more hornier than I already was.
As I close my eyes, I suddenly feel his wet warm tongue gently glide up my folds, grazing my warm bud of nerves.
My body jolts as I grip the couch cushion.
“S-sssss~..!”
I forgot how much of a tease his ass was.
I start breathing heavily as I look down at him while he’s between my legs.
He smirks at me as he then starts diving in with no remorse.
He slurps and sucks on my sensitive bud as I arch my back.
“Fuck baby yesssss~..!
My eyes were close tightly as I began to buck my hips roughly again this face.
He sticks his tongue out and lets me ride his face as he then pulls away.
“Mmm.. you know this pussy is good..”
He then goes back to doing his job as he finally gets me to my climax.
It doesn’t stop there.
He gets on his knees and lines himself up with my entrance, ramming himself inside of me as he makes me yell out.
“AHH FUCK ZAIRE…~..!”
He starts pumping in and out at a fast pace as the squelching becomes louder and louder, filling the entire living room, following the loud and breathy moans of the two of us.
We go at it for about 45 minutes as he starts to tense up. I could feel his strokes becoming more jagged as he started to slow down.
He throws his head back as he pulls out and releases his hot seed all over my stomach and core.
I licks my lips and look at him with tired glazed over eyes.
“Mmm.. baby that felt so good..”
I tiredly sit up and make out with him as she we both fall asleep as we are on the couch from the nasty action that just took place.
*Next morning*
The next morning has rolled in, as the bright sun light had come through the window, blaring in both our eyes making us stir.
I sit up and rub my eyes looking down at my half naked body.
I was only in my bra but my lower half was out.
I slowly followed my eyes to Zaire who was rubbing his eyes. I looked at his pants as his fly was open and his memeber was peeking out.
“Mm.. Zaire.. did we fuck?..”
I spot my thong on the floor as I reach to grab it and put them on.
He nods his head as he sits up and looks at me with red tired bloodshot eyes.
“Hell yeah.. made yo ass start yelling out my name..”
His morning voice was so sexy, but Ian have time for no round 2, I was worn out.
I playfully rolled my eyes as I stood up to grab my dress.
“Anyways.. what’s the plan for today..?”
He looks up at me as he zips his fly.
“We goin to meet da girls at da stu.”
I nod as I go upstairs to our room shower and find another outfit to wear.
I grab some jeans and a jersey shirt, as I go to the bathroom to start my shower.
I look at myself in the mirror before stepping into the shower that is now on.
I hear Zaire’s heavy footsteps coming up the stairs as he opens the door.
I hear him open one of the drawers as he rustles through it to find something.
I continue washing up as I hear the bathroom door open.
“Aye Y/N lemme hop innea witchu..”
I peek out the curtain, as I roll my eyes and let him in.
He smiles as he gets in the shower with me, as he looks down at me while washing himself.
Im practically finished as I rinse off.
“You done?..”
I nod at him with a raised brow.
“Uh yeah?.. nigga you was the one downstairs bein’ slow n’ shit.”
I shake my head and let out a chuckle as I step out to dry and change.
After I fully dry and successfully change over into the Jersey shirt and jeans, I grab my tooth brush and start brushing.
I was gonna let my hair be wet and curly because I liked it when it looked like that.
As I continued brushing my teeth, Zaire eventually finished showering and came out, changing into his clothes.
I finish brushing my teeth as I spray perfume and take a cap full of mouthwash to finish the process.
I step back into the bedroom to slip on my black converse and flop down on the soft bouncy bed waiting for Zaire to finish up.
Lord have mercy..
This nigga took AGES to get ready..
Im sure Tomika, Raya, Denise and Aja did NOT want to wait for his punk ass any longer.
*14 minutes go by..*
Finally he finished.
He stepped into the bedroom and slid on his shoes as he nodded his head towards the door.
“C’mon.”
*at the studio* ( yes I skipped Ian typing all shit out be GRATEFUL HO 🤬 )
We get to the studio, where there the 4 same cars are parked in the same place from last time.
Zaire parked the car as we got out.
We walked down the hall to the recording room as we were greeted by the girls.
“Hey Y/N!!”
Raya’s face immediately lit up as she jogged over to embrace me following the others.
“Hey girl!”
I smile at all of them as we sit down to talk business.
Now..
What I’m about to say..
Is going to piss some of you off..
But why in the fuck when I turn around not even 3 seconds.. Zaire’s EAZY ass is talking to Tomika..
Now..
I wasn’t mad.. because it didn’t bother me..
But what I saw next..
Made my blood boil..
“Hey Zaire.. do you think you could maybe.. watch your son Derrick tonight.. he misses his daddy.. real bad..”
Tomika’s old scrawny ugly high yella ass had her hand placed right on Zaire’s LEFT pec, with a pathetic fake ass pout on her face.
I tensed up as Raya also noticed.
“Not Y/N im not the best observer.. but is Tomika.. TOUCHING Zaire?..”
She leans over and whispers in my ear as she makes a concerned face.
All I could do was stare as I watched the whole interaction.
I tired so hard not to be mad because his son was mentioned.
But she knew that was MY man and not hers.
Soon Aja came over with the same look on her face that Raya had.
“What the fuck is going on with those two.. I thought you and Zaire were together..”
Aja rose her brow as she put her hand on her hip.
I was getting overwhelmed.
But I couldn’t move.
I was stuck.
The tears choked me up.
I cleared my throat and spoke up.
“I thought we was together to.. but i guess the fuck not.. let’s go..”
I gathered Aja, Raya, and Denise who has no fuckin’ idea what was going on to the other room, slamming the door, which made Zaire and Tomika jump.
I could feel the burn in my chest as I slammed Studio B’s door.
“Look.. I’m tired of his shit.. I gotta express it someway somehow..”
I began to pace back and forth as my chest heaved up and down.
“And imma do that just with a song I’ve been working on.”
They all look at me like with a surprised look.
“You’ve been writing?.. Y/N we’ve asked you if you were writ-..”
I cut Raya off as I held my hand in her face.
“Thats not the point right now.. the point right now is that the song we preforming tomorrow night at the club is MY song… and I needa know if my girls are down rehearsing it.”
They all nodded as they get the jist that I’m not playing at all.
All of a sudden a knock taps the door.
I roll my eyes and open it as Zaire is standing there.
“Wassup ma is you good?.”
He stands on his tippy toes and tries to look over my shoulder as I just narrow my eyes and close the door locking it.
He forcefully shakes the doorknob as I ignore him and turn back to the girls.
“Yo Y/N what the fuck going on man?!”
As I continue to ignore Zaire’s loud protests I grab some paper and start writing down how I want things to go.
( we’d gon skip to da next part which is the actual performance 😉 )
It was the next day, night had rolled around and it was time to perform. The first song we did was the song that originally had all of us in it. Which was “Not Tonight” made my Zaire himself.
What he didn’t know is that soon after we performed this one that I asked the club owner to squeeze another performance in.
“Alright Alright give it up got JJ FAD!”
The crowd goes wild as we exit off the stage.
Zaire claps his hands and winks at us.
“Whew girls we did that!”
Raya gave us a group high five ( except for Tomika) as we went back stage to out dressing took to freshen up for out next secret performance.
After a few moments to club owner comes back out to announce our next song.
“May I have your undivided attention!, JJ FAD will be back on in exactly 15 minutes and you do NOT want to miss it.”
He winked to the crowd as he then exited the stage.
Zaire rose a brow as he looked at his schedule confusedly.
“What.. they ain’t got no other song what the fuck this nigga talm bout?..”
He was confused and I liked that.
Tomika had already finished up and went to go back to the club.
I gritted my teeth as she walked out.
“That lil sleezy hoe DONT even know what she in fo’”
I already knew as soon as she sat down, she was about to be ALL over Zaire.
So I had to fix that.
We changed into our sexy lingerie outfits which were red and bedazzled with custom rubies that shimmered with every move.
Next thing I knew the club owner knocked on our door and opened it, without peeking in to let us know we were on.
“You’re on!”
We hurried and scrambled out as we got in our places, hearing the music start.
We started dancing and letting our bodies sexily move with the beat.
This was going to seduce him for sure.
I looked into the crowd as a spotted Tomika and Zaire’s face which was made up of nothing but pure confusion.
I smirked and started rapping the first verse.
“My sister, my sister, tell me that the trouble is I’ll try to listen good and give the best advice that I can give So, what’s up with you this time Your honey took a dive and now he’s playin’ with your mind? Oh no, this can not be accepted The feelings that belong to you must be protected Hold up, time out, I shout, get it together sister Tell him to be nice of ditch the mister.”
I pointed to the crowd and towards Raya as I started to feel my own lyrics.
The club was thumping as they ouuuued and ahhhhed us.
All of us started singing the chorus as I pointed towards Zaire and started stripping on the mic stand.
“It’s a shame The way you mess around with my heart It’s a shame The way you, hurt me! It’s a shame The way you mess around with my heart It’s a shame The way you, hurt me.”
I continued as I started to see his eyebrows knit together. Something was starting to stir inside of him.
Was it guilt?
Or was it confusion?
Who knew?
The show had to keep going on.
The next verse was Raya.
“Get back on your feet please Im beggin’ you to check out all your own needs Don’t Let nobody see you in a state of grievin’ Over the brother, there’s another possibility Which is for you to work out where you went wrong I guarantee you that it will not take long For you to make your mind up if the two of you belong You know where honey’s head at, and where he’s comin’ from Get it out your system, don’t be another victim This took the nerve, oh boy, he really picked ‘em Whaddaya know, it’s time for you to show you’re not sleepin’ A progress report on two of you, you’re keepin’ Peekin’ through the peephole, to see if honey’s sneakin’ You estimated right, that night the other weekend Collectively the facts should conclude the decision You caught the brother in terrible deposition.”
Raya also pointed towards Zaire AND Tomika as she means mugs them.
I watched as the both of them tenses up in their seats.
Tomika avoided eye contact.
And Zaire just kept watching with an uncomfortable look on his face like he knew he fucked up.
Then we sang the chorus once again.
“It’s a shame The way you mess around with my heart It’s a shame The way you, hurt me! It’s a shame The way you mess around with my heart It’s a shame The way you, hurt me.”
As we continued Tomika stared to turn pale as she got up and ran out.
Zaire looked over at her.
He looked like he wanted to follow her but his gaze turned back to me.
That’s when I noticed it.
The guilt.
His eyes were glistening with tears.
His jaw was clenched.
And his chest was heaving in and out.
Yes..
It worked..
I snapped out of my zone as I realized the song wasn’t just over yet.
Next up was Aja and Denise who shared a verse.
First up was Aja.
“Thats it, pack it up, be wise my sister ‘Cause the facts keep stackin’ up, tell him, to kiss the you know what Make sure the door is shut, behind you I do believe the brother’s out of luck, and stuck But that’s not, Your P-R-O-B-L-E-M You gotta let him go and let him know this is the end You’ve been kissed, dissed, listed as a dumb one I hope he likes sad songs, he’s gonna hum one.”
Aja pointed towards me with a comforting look and then pointed at Zaire in the crowd with a mean mug.
By now the crowd completely understood that this was a song made from the heart. They all looked In Zaire’s direction who was still locked in on me, look like a miserable little puppy who just realized he fucked up.
Tomika was still nowhere to be found and that’s exactly what I wanted.
Next to continue the last part of the verse was Denise,before we sung the last of the chorus together.
“He’s a dumb dumb and that’s the way it is forever There comes a time, when you’re at the end of your tether And you know, I think you went far beyond that So it was bound to backtrack And smack you with an irksome vengeance as it attacks you Makin’ sure you get the full entire view Of who’s to blame, at the end, of game Things will never be the same and it’s cryin’ shame.”
She rapped that STRAIGHT at Zaire, which hit a nerve definitely because I watched him get up and walk out.
We sung the chorus as the music faded out.
“It’s a shame The way you mess around with my heart It’s a shame The way you, hurt me! It’s a shame The way you mess around with my heart It’s a shame The way you, hurt me.”
The crowd cheered and clapped as we waved and bowed.
I looked towards the backstage entrance, where Zaire had went as I quickly snapped my neck back to the voice of the club owner.
“And give it up for! JJ FAD’s “It’s a Shame” song originally written by Y/N!”
The crowd cheers again as we bow.
I feel a familiar presence as I see Zaire standing at the entrance.
I guess when he heard who the song was written by he had to come back.
We walked down the stairs and towards the doorway where Zaire was.
I truly to walk past him but he grabs my arm.
“B-baby..”
I look back and him and snatch kicking him in his nuts.
He groans loudly and grabs himself as he falls to his knees.
“Iancho baby no mo’ nigga..”
I hover over him before reaching down to grip him by his face harshly, squeezing until his lips parted.
I lean close and stare him down.
“I’ll neva eva letchu hurt me again over some ugly as light skin ho.. who keeps using you for yo’ kids.. but until then.. I’ll think about letting yo ass back into my life..”
I let go of him as I hear footsteps behind me.
Tomika.
“And as for yo ass.. I got sumn for yo ass later bitch..”
I sneer at her as I motion for the other girls to come on.
“C’mon.. let’s go.”
Tomika stands there, as she watches Zaire immediately break down.
He’s a crying mess and I can hear him while walking towards the dressing room with a smirk.
It was the last day of school and I was ready to get the literal FUCK out of this fucking place. Marion hadn’t been coming to school lately which let me know he had been fucking up with not being clean again.
That’s the shit that always hurt me..,seeing my babyboy all fucked up and doing drugs… that really made me feel like I couldn’t help him. Marion had been doing this ever since his mother died. I started seeing the signs when he wouldn’t show up to school, call, or page me anymore.. It made me feel so unseen, but then I realized that it wasn’t about me in that moment, it was about him.. and I had to save him before it was too late.
As I continue down the school hallway to my locker on the D hall near the small corridor where no one could see, I wipe my tears as I hustle and bustle my way through the opposite moving crowd. My heart was racing and my ears were burning, and I was getting that tight feeling in my chest right before that post meltdown.
“Shit..” I exhale shakily.
I couldn’t suppress the feelings that were about to consume me, and that’s when..
Boom.
I bump into Marion’s homeboy, life just couldn’t get any fucking worse could it?
“Yo Y/N da hell is you cryin’ fa?… I know yo ole’ ass ain’t cryin’ over Marion? Da nigga chillin ma, relax.” Da’shaun nags.
that shit infuriated me.
I stop and look at the ground, closing my eyes right before I turn the corner to escape and hide in the corridor to cry. I sniff as I slowly turn to look back at Da’Shaun.
“Da’Shaun.. not the fuck right now I’m I’m not in the mood.” I bluntly shoot back.
He puts his hands up in surrender as he backs away shaking his head.
“Ayo, I’m just trynna let you know that yo nigga good.. but aye.. he told me to tell you to meet him at da double o’ five.. he said he missed yo face or sumn shi like dat... anyways he said dress nice since it’s been awhile and he sorry and he ain’t come today.. deuces.” Da’Shaun says as he holds up a peace sign while walking back the way he came out of sight.
I stood there for a second as I stared off into the distance before silently bursting into tears until the school bell had rung.
*40 minutes later the dismissal had finally rung*
I jolt to the sound of the bell as I rub my eyes and sigh, I had sat down in the corridor against the wall and fell asleep while hugging my legs, which were wobbly since I was sitting for so long. I stood up and dusted myself off as I grabbed my bag and headed towards the exit with puffy red eyes and the stinging thought of what Da’Shaun had told me a few moments earlier stuck and replaying in head.
I finally get out of the school as the warm cool summer air breeze hits me. I sniffle as I fix myself up trying to make myself look bigger than what I’m feeling, which is like shit. I continue towards the sidewalk as I start walking in a medium pace. What Da’Shaun had told me was really affecting my mental, and I didn’t know if I was going to be able to handle seeing Marion in person.
*15 minutes later Y/N finally gets home*
I finally got home and the sight of my house made me feel better, especially knowing that I could relax and get myself together before seeing Marion. I walked in and immediately threw down my book bag as I ran up the stairs. I had the whole house to myself this ENTIRE summer, having that the whole plan was to have specifically just MARION over.. which failed sadly.
I get to my room door as I walk in closing the door behind me. My life was a total mess.. everything was crashing down and piling on top of me and it was for SURE crushing the shit out of a sista.
“What the fuck am I even gonna wear tonight..?” I exclaimed to myself as I rummaged through my closet.
I could already feel myself starting to WANT to see him. I stopped myself and sat on my bed with my hand on my head.
“Fuck… Marion, why today.. why the FUCK today!?” I yell.
I was starting to get frustrated and I didn’t like that. I took a few deep breathes and laid down as I rested my eyes, I most definitely needed it before the meet.
*Y/N takes a small nap before going to meet Marion at “Club Double-O’-Five” downtown and she most definitely wasn’t ready with what to come with it…*
I find myself waking up from what seemed to have been a power nap, when made me quickly remember that I had to meet Marion at the club which made my stomach turn into a bunch of what felt like knots with very hot fire included.
“Fuck.. the moment I’ve been avoiding..” I say as I stand up stretching.
I look at my closet as I try and figure out what dress to wear to go see him in. My eyes scan the clothing that’s hanging in a neat OCD color-coded line, when my eyes catch my fav white dress that matches my purse.
“oh fuck yea..” I say smirking to myself as I part the clothing next to the dress to grab it.
I look at myself in my full body stand up mirror and smile as I head to the bathroom to freshen up and fix myself.
*16 minutes go by as Y/N fully finishes with the full product of what she looks like*
Damn, I haven’t worn this dress since eight-grade formal , and I’m surprised that I can still wear it. I smiled widely as I sprayed my body mist and moisturized myself with my cocoa shea butter body glimmer.
I felt like me and that was all that mattered.
I looked at the clock to see that it was 3:30, I didn’t want to keep him waiting so I slid my flat heels on, grabbed my keys, and hit the door. As I locked the door behind me, I felt that sudden realization that I was about to go meet my “unclean” “significant other” at a club. That made my heart sink, but I pushed through.
I got in the car and sighed as I looked at myself in the sun visor mirror. I couldn’t believe I was about to step foot in Marion’s proximity after not talking to him for the entire exact total of 7 months that his ass ain’t come to fuckin’ school.
“The things I do.. man oh man..” I say to myself as I chuckle and start the car to Double-O’-Five.
I continue driving as the overthinking starts to creep up.
What if he has another girl there with him?
What if he wants to break up with me?.
Shit, I was starting to realize that I most certainly still genuinely cared about him, which made me put my foot on the gas pedal. As I hauled tail to the club I finally got there after 2 red lights, a stop sign, and a family of geese that were crossing the street. I parked the car as I took 3 deep breathes before stepping out the car locking it, following some positive affirmations.
“You are beautiful, you are worthy, you are kind, you got this.” I chant softly to myself as I close my eyes.
“He will not hurt you, and you will not let him..” I add on as I open my eyes and walk in hesitantly.
I walk in and see a bunch of people dancing on the dance floor while smoking and drinking, while others sit at the bar and talk. It wasn’t dead in here that’s for sure, and it felt nice that I was alive.
I looked around wondering if Marion was around so I could see him and just get this “meeting” over with. I decided to flop down in a near by booth that was empty as I take out my compact mirror yo make sure my makeup and hair look nice.
When all off a sudden..
A deep familiar velvety smooth husky voice approaches the booth…
Following the scent of weed…
“Yo ma.. you look good.” the deep voice slowly says.
As the man says that my heart thumps, I thought my mind was playing tricks on me but as soon as I looked up..
It wasn’t a mind game..
It was really him, it was Marion In a clean white wife beater(with gold chains), some baggy blue Levi jeans, some Tim’s, a red Compton hat, with a black n’ mild tucked in his hip, standing there.. slim, sexy, tall, and high.
He somehow found me just like that, and I didn’t know why but that made me have butterflies..
Fuck..
“Thank you.” I say smiling calmy while tying to keep my composure.
He sits down slowly while locking eye contact with me and licking his lips removing the almost gon blunt.
He smiles sexily and slouches down in the booth in front of her manspreading.
“Anytime mamas.. but I’m sorry bout all this.. fasho fasho.. I Swea fo’ God I am baby..
And there he goes.. he said the same thing last time and STILL ended up unclean and on drugs again. Specifically weed.
I sigh and rolls my eyes.
“Marion, baby we’ve been through this before, and we see how that ended..” I say softly as I look at him.
He looks back.
“Youn understand it doe mama.. this shit hard.. I know I push you away sometimes.. but please mamas.. I’m sorry..” he says softly as he fidgets with his thumbs.
He was getting frustrated with me and I could tell but his body language. He was sitting upright now and was fidgeting. I really did feel bad
I started to feel myself tearing up, I tried to stop them but the topic was sensitive and it always hurt so bad. He just quietly sat at the other end of the table highly staring at me as he bit his lip.
He started rocking his legs back and forth as he looked at me with his red glossy low dreamy eyes. I could feels his gaze admiring me all over.
“Why you chose dat dress?.” He says, changing the subject.
I slowly look down at my white 8th grade formal dress, still tightly fitting me and making my tits pop better than ever. I decided to respond.
“I haven’t worn this since eight-grade.. so I decided I’d take it out of the closet.” I say softly while locking eyes with him.
He nods and reaches in his pocket for something.
He pulls out a lighter and re-lights the now roach.
He takes a couple drags before looking sexily over at me.
“Marion, stop.” I say as I frown slightly from the sight of him getting high.
He continues smoking and keeps look at me.
I was starting to get that feeling I always get when this happens, it was that intoxicating feeling.. the one where you’re full of rage, love, hurt, pain , sorrow, and emptiness and you’re tired of holding onto it.
I glare at him.
“Marion S’yjay Warner… PLEASE!?” I yell frustratedly.
He flinched then looks up at me before finishing the roach and putting it out. He then puts the lighter back into his pocket looking around as he stands up.
“I wan go somewhere private witchu so we can talk.” He says as he looks down towering over me.
I sigh and nod as I oblige.
“Okay..” I say following behind him as he leads the way.
We walk out of the club to his Cadillac thats parked across the way near an old open field. He continues leading the way until we finally reach the car. He opens the door for me and closes it as he goes to get it on his side.
After about fifteen minutes we finally arrive near the field, he parks the car and highly looks over at me.
“C’mere.” He softly says as he taps his lap.
I hesitate for a moment before obliging and climbing up over the console to straddle him.
He gazes at me as softly.
“Im sorry mamas..” He says, gently grazing my chin with his first finger.
Damn..
Maybe this is exactly why I still care, simply because he still cares even when he knows he’s wrong.
I smile at him as I respond.
“It’s okay Marion, I still love you for you.” I say, while giving him a reassuring smile.
He smirks as he leans closer.
“Kiss me..” he sexily whispers, letting out a shaky breath as he gazes from my lips back up to my big brown eyes.
I felt the tight knot forming in my stomach again, and I was trying my best to fight it.
But..
Unfortunately, I gave in and smashed my lips softly into his as we began to make out. I could feel his hands roaming on every part of my body that was covered with my dress. He continued on until he moved to my neck.
Which..
Its my damn hot spot ( y/n horny ass 😭 ).
I let out a shaky breathy moan as I tremble from his warm plump lips kissing and sucking on my neck, where he was now leaving hickey’s.
“Fuck..” I moan out.
He pulls away and looks at me as he smirks.
“Lemme eat you..” he says huskily.
I nod as I climb into the backseat.
He follows and steadies himself between my now open legs.
He slides my panties down as he gazes up at me sexily with a glint of lust in his eyes.
Shivers went throughout my body as I bit my lip ans gazed back befkre suddenly bucking my hips to the feeling of his flat warm tongue start to lap up my sweet essence, making me squirm from the slightly overwhelming sensation.
“a-ahhh.. f-fuck.. Marion baby..“ I squeal out as I clamp my thighs around his head and ride his face.
He grunts and groans as he continues to lap up my juices.
I could already feel myself peaking to ny climax as I gripped the sheets and arched my back.
I then suddenly felt two fingers plunge upward in side of me as I yelped out, biting my lip harder as i draw a bit of blood.
“mmm fuck yea.. take these fingers baby..“ he sexily coos as he winks at me and praises me.
I buck my hips to the exact rhythm thsy Marion is pumping his fingers.
Soon I couldn’t hold it in as he began to tease my clit and tongue fuck me until u completely let loose.
“AHHHHH... FUCK MARION IM COMINGGGG AHHHH“ I yell out as ny body jolts from the orgasm.
He smirks as he pulls his face from between my legs, which has my juices all on it.
He crawls up and kisses me making me taste myself as he pulls away.
“I luh you Y/N..“ he says as ge gently rests his forehead against mine.
“I love you so much more Marion..“ I respond back as I do the same.
