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BriAnn Danae
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September 18 - September 24, 2023
The woman who birthed him had fucked up the meaning of love long before he could grasp the true meaning and feeling.
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While he could’ve turned to the streets and become a dope or jack boy, Synovi couldn’t see himself selling drugs.
Synovi had no idea that this night would change the trajectory of his life. Sometimes, being in the right place at the right time pays off.
“Well, I told you anyway, with your rude ass. You’d think after all that cleaning, it would’ve helped your attitude. I guess not.”
“If you’d let me finish, I was gon’ say ’preciate you for telling me, though. I’d say it was nice to meet you, but you pulled a gun on me.”
Now, sex was the last thing on his mind. Sliding in some pussy while being broke and on a mission to live a better life wasn’t on his agenda.
She loved Chelsea and DJ, but a small part of her knew the reason she hadn’t gotten into a relationship was because she didn’t want them to look at her differently. As if she couldn’t hold Don down, but was with another man.
“Boy, don’t say my name like that. I almost forgot I promised to keep things professional between us.”
“Any mention of my dick shouldn’t come from your mouth unless that’s where you want it to be.”
“People hold on to the good things they know they can keep… not have to give back.”
Torin stepped closer and ran a hand over his cheek. “You’re too good of a person to share with someone else. Don’t settle for that because it feels good. Eventually, it’ll hurt.”
Her tongue glided across it just to taste him. “Synovi, I don’t think—” “Fuck being professional. Come here.”
“Mhm,” he hummed as she lightly squirted. “There you go. You got all this built-up tension and need a nigga to drain you of it.”
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Synovi ate her pussy as if he were trying to detach it and all the juices it came with from her body. Torin’s legs trembled, and her heart raced at an unhealthy rate.
A man who ate her that good was not to be played with. Synovi had just sucked her soul from her body and digested it.
Torin wanted to fight. She wanted to line every bitch who’d ever received him up and slap them hoes blind.
“You have drive and determination. Some people don’t find that and tap into it until years later in life. Your journey isn’t everyone else’s,” Torin preached.
“Thank you for these. I can’t wait to suck your pussy dry and really let you feel my appreciation. You’re a blessing, Love.”
He already felt like he didn’t belong in this world or mattered to anyone, and now he knew why. A product of rape.
Finding out that the husband of the wife you were sleeping with was your father and also your mother’s rapist was gutting. Torin thought she was reading some of the articles and comments wrong, but she hadn’t been.
“Thank you for being here. I ’preciate you like crazy.” Her heart warmed. “I love you, too.” She spoke the words with so much sincerity and ease, Synovi had no reason not to believe her. “Since when?”
“People hold on to the good things they know they can keep… not have to give back.”
“Trying to control how a person treats you after you mistreated them never ends well. It just turns into a bunch of hurt feelings on both sides when communicating to understand should’ve been the goal.”
“I want you all to my-mothafuckin’-self. If I sound selfish, it’s because I finally can be. Especially with you.”

