No rush.
No distractions.
Just two bodies rediscovering the rhythm they never lost. Before the water cooled, Silas turned it off, reached for a towel, wrapping Nuri in it like she was something precious. She watched him grab a second towel for himself, wiping off without missing a beat. His mask had been stripped away hours ago, and what stood before her wasn’t a fantasy. It was an alpha man—flawed, layered, and smooth as fuck. And he wanted her.
Silas led her back to his bedroom, where the rose petals kissed the bed, and the music had shifted to Chris Brown’sNo Interruptions.The lyrics wrapped around them as Silas sat on the edge of the bed and pulled Nuri between his legs.
“I did what I did to protect you,” he confessed. “Your father is a vicious muthafucka. That footage… all that shit ain’t no coincidence.”
Nuri’s brows furrowed. “Huh? Wait… what all do you know?” Nuri needed to know immediately.
“I know everything, baby. And I got my people on it. Just couldn’t have you caught up in the crossfire.”
“You should’ve told me. Why did you shut me out?” She quizzed, pain slipping through her tone.
Silas reached up, brushing his fingers against her cheek. “I had to figure this shit out, and I didn’t know how to at that moment. I’m used to being the one in control, but you… you got a nigga all twisted. I was still processing how to deal with what I feel for you.”
“Who do I need to be protected from?” She asked. “My father and I never did have a good relationship. I don’t know why he hates me, but I do all I can to please him, but nothing I do is ever enough.” Nuri knelt in front of him, mirroring his earlier move in the shower. Her hands rested on his thighs. “I don’t know what we have to do, but let’s start with you not pushing me away anymore. We can figure all this out together.”
Silas stared at her, then nodded.
“You’re right. I’ll explain everything to you in the morning. Right now, I’on’t even wanna entertain that shit.”
He reached beside him and grabbed a black velvet box from the middle of the bed, then opened it for Nuri, revealing a white gold necklace with a diamond pendant in the shape of an eye. “It’s symbolic. I see you, Nuri. I always have. This is just a reminder that I’m watching, protecting, and making sure no one fucks with what’s mine.”
The declaration hit her deep, settling somewhere between her ribs and her heart. She let him clasp the necklace around her neck, then climbed into his lap.
“I’m scared,” she admitted.
“Trust me, baby. I got eyes on you at all times,” he said, wrapping his arms around her. “You ain’t gotta worry about shit. I got you.”
Their lips met again, not rushed, not demanding…just a kiss that held promises, and just like that an understanding between them was established.
“I trust you,” Nuri said, removing his towel, then covering his dick.
Her mouth salivated, and she couldn’t help herself anymore. Nuri wrapped her luscious lips around his dick, bobbing up and down while stroking his shaft slowly. Entranced by her wet mouth, beautiful face, and manicured nails… Silas stood to his feet and ran his fingers through her long tresses while fucking her mouth slowly.
“Good girl. Make that shit sloppy,” he instructed, maintaining the same speed until he damn near released prematurely. “Let me stretch that pussy again,” Silas said, pulling back slowly, regaining control.
Silas kissed every curve of her body as she stood and strutted to the head of the bed. “Damn, that ass is fat and pretty than a muthafucka,” Silas complimented, climbing in bed after her.
Nuri gushed as she lay on her back.
Silas went straight for her lips, then made his way to the nape of her neck, seizing the moment to mark his territory- leaving a quarter-sized passion mark. Inching lower, Silas massaged Nuri’s left breast, while sending shockwaves through her body as he transitioned between a combination of sucks, licks, and light nibbling.
“Ohh..Ahhh… Siiii,” Nuri moaned, reaching her first climax; and Silas hadn’t even penetrated her yet.
He applied a little more pressure as he switched to Nuri’s other nipple, and with his right hand, he hooked two fingers inside her gushy, tight pussy; then moved in and out. Each time he went in a little deeper, grazing her g-spot, and intensifying the build-up until her next release. Silas used his thumb to play with her clit, creating a sensation that would leave Nuri feening for a lifetime.
“What are you doing to me?” Nuri quizzed, on the verge of losing her shit.
“Makin’ you mine, endlessly…” Silas told her, then kissed her lips once more.
Nuri reached down and grabbed his dick. “I need you inside me now,” she begged, caressing her slick opening slowly with his thick mushroom head.
Each time his tip teased her condensed hole, Nuri’s body unapologetically lifted. Her pussy was pleading for the dick. Her entire body responded by rewarding Silas every time he touched her.
It was more than arousal.
