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“Your mama has been mean mugging me since I walked over here,” she joked.
“That ain’t my damn mama.” “Could’ve fooled me.” Torin chuckled and focused back on him.
Synovi grabbed it from his pocket, glanced at the screen with no expression, and slid it back into its place.
Out of the corner of his eye, Synovi saw her walking in their direction. Jade’s eyes were trained on him, and the look he gave her made her stop dead in her tracks. She’d never seen him look at her with such disgust since they’d met. Synovi wanted her to walk over to them if she had the guts. He was going to ignore her ass like she claimed her husband did.
Jade didn’t have an answer to either question, but she promised she’d be getting one before the night was over.
“Yeah. Time to give her somethin’ new to talk about.”
She was grateful he was talking, though, so she’d listen to whatever he had to say. It didn’t matter if it made sense or not.
“Where yo’ keys at?” “My purse.” “Hand ’em here.”
“Well, excuse the fuck out of me.” She laughed. “Torin, you sure he’s all the way together up there?”
Playfully, Torin ran a hand over the back of Synovi’s head, loving his soft waves. “Feels like it, but we’ll see. You leaving?”
Torin drew her head back. “You sure that ain’t your mama calling your name like that?” She chuckled.
“I only got in here because I don’t know what type of situation you got going on and I am a little tipsy, but know this. If you don’t handle her, I will.”
Synovi snatched her back so quickly, she almost caught whiplash.
“I guess we're done.”
she wanted nothing but revenge. It was stated that it was best served cold and she was about to remind him just how chilly it could get.
“You can always be quiet.”
“Any mention of my dick shouldn’t come from your mouth unless that’s where you want it to be.”
He’s giving big dick energy, I know that, Torin said to herself.
“You can ask me whatever you’d like… my answer depends on my comfortability,” he said.
“You’re technically not the good one. A person is going to cheat whether someone convinces them to or not. So, no, it’s not your fault. But you’re condoning it. You need to leave that woman alone and she needs to leave you alone. It’s obvious she caught some deep feelings for you.
“Not how you’re assuming they are. Imagine getting used to something, and then one day, it’s no longer there. No warning, no explanation. Just gone, not giving a fuck how you feel.”
“No one would. That’s why when people have good things, they hold on to them.”
“People hold on to the good things they know they can keep… not have to give back.”
“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.”
“Neither is having your pussy in my face, but here we are.”
“Fuck being professional. Come here.”
“Then why is this pussy so wet?”
“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.”
He’d been told at an early age that quitters never win, and he hated to lose. The only Ls he wanted right now were Torin’s sweet lullabies as she cried his name out.
Synovi ate her pussy as if he were trying to detach it and all the juices it came with from her body.
The steep curve to the right was going to make Torin lose every good part of her mind.
“You playing with it; gon’ show me what you can do on it,” Synovi spoke huskily.
“Mm, mm. Let me feel alllll this dick,”
Torin wanted to fight. She wanted to line every bitch who’d ever received him up and slap them hoes blind.
“Yeah… let me open this tight little pussy up,” he groaned, loving how her walls hugged him.
“Tell me sorry,” he mumbled against them.
“Uuggh… I’m cumming!”
He came out with a steaming towel and wiped between her legs. Because he couldn’t help himself, Synovi placed a kiss on her swollen lips and protruding clit once more. Torin watched him the entire time and shook her head.
“You still running,” he said, rubbing her back. Torin sighed. “I’m right here.” “This where you need to stay.” “I don’t know about you and all these demands, Mr. Black.” She giggled. “Keep saying my name like that, and I’ma give you a few more that’ll leave you hoarse.”
“No, Synovi. Sometimes, God places the right people in your life at a time you need them the most.”
“Absolutely. Any and everything you need is already yours. It’s going to make its way to you and stick. Trust me on that,” Torin stated with finality.
“I appreciate you. Don’t think I don’t. All I know is how to figure shit out, so don’t be offended, a’ight?”
“I like them all until you don’t.”
I’ll be good, though. You always told me to stop trying to hold on to things I knew I was supposed to let go of before they hurt me.
“As you get older, you’ll start to see that all my preaching back then wasn’t in vain.
Your fear of rejection will keep hindering your success if you don’t just do it.
I pray your business reaches a level of success that blows your mind.”
“I know so. From my lips to God’s ears. Watch and see.”
Synovi was an attentive lover,
“Come heeeere,” Torin moaned. “I need to feel you.”
