Syn 2: Sex Is Syn, Love Is Pain

by J Peach

  “It’s open!” She yelled from inside.

  The moment I stepped into the house the aroma of whatever she was cooking hit my nostrils and my stomach growled loudly. I took the steps by two. “Syn, you got it smelling good as fuck…” my words faded at the sight before me. Syn stood in the kitchen with a short, black, see-thru skirt on, showing off her red thong. Her hair flowed over her shoulders, just managing to cover her bare perky breast. A pair of red heels dressed her feet. My eyes trailed up her long chocolate legs. “Damn!” That was the only word I could think to say at that moment.

  “I’ll take that as you like what you see.” A shy little smile came to her lips as she came toward me.

  “Most definitely,” I told her. I couldn’t even lie, she had me stuck. I ain’t know whether to take her there or wait until later on. But I was gon’ try to play that shit cool. “You look good as hell,” I said, damn near tongue-tied. Then, “Here,” I handed her the flowers and her smile widened.

  “These are beautiful, thank you.” She suddenly started laughing as she looked at the flowers. Syn then looked back at me, stood on her tip toes and kissed me. “Thanks. You’re the first person to ever give me flowers,” she expressed before rolling her eyes. “I made you dinner, I figured since we haven’t done anything yet, we could have a night in. Come on,” She led us to the kitchen table that was set with two tall candles lit in the middle. Syn pulled out a chair. “Have a seat.”

  I sat down and pulled off my hat. “So who am I getting tonight? Syn or Angel?” I stared her over once again.

  Syn laughed as she set the flowers on the counter, she then turned back toward me and motioned over her attire. “This is Syn, but you’ll be talking to Angel tonight.”

  I laughed at that. “Shid, I don’t know how much talking you think we gon’ be doing, especially with you dressed like that. I think you need to put Angel ass up right now and bring Syn out—”

  “Nuh uh, this is Angel’s night in all of this so control yourself.” She stroked the hair that covered her breasts, giving me a glance of her erect nipples.

  My hand ran over my head as I laughed. It was going to be hard as fuck. Syn came back to the table with a plate of Louisiana style chicken, sausage, and shrimp. Before she could walk away, I pulled her into my lap.

  “Nuh uh, Parker, gon’ now. Let me go…” Her words trailed off as I kissed her. My hand grasped the nape of her neck as I held her to me. My tongue slid into her mouth, causing her to moan. Syn pulled back. “Parker, stop before you make me lose my appetite,” she groaned, making me laugh.

  “I’ight, tell me what’s this about?” I gestured towards the candles, her clothes, and the dinner.

  She shrugged. “You’ve just been so caring toward me since we’ve been hanging out. So I wanted to do something nice for you. I know you’re probably tired from all the driving and working, but I wanted to do something so we can spend some time together. And I’m trying to be open with you.”

  “How open you tryna be?” I stared down at her smooth chocolate legs.

  “As open as you want me to be. But I’m not having sex with you right now. I’m so hungry, for real. I’ve damn near starved myself waiting on you. The smell of this food is all I can really think about right now, Parker. Believe me, I wanna jump on you bad, but I want to eat first.” I barked out a laugh once those words left her mouth because her stomach suddenly growled loudly. “Don’t laugh at me.” She groaned as her stomach roared again.

  “I’m not laughing at you, but with you. This whole little shy girl thing you got going on is, sexy.” I licked my lips as I put food on the fork. “Angel, you gon’ let me feed you?” I held the fork to her mouth. Her lips pursed together as she tried hard not to smile. “Come on, don’t be shy. I think we can share off one plate now, I feel you earned that right.” With her smile showing, Syn’s lips wrapped around the fork, eating the food off of it. “You know you’re beautiful as hell, right?” I asked her while wiping the little sauce off of her bottom lip with my thumb.

  Syn didn’t respond, all she did was laugh and smiled. Her smiling was something I could definitely get used to and to my surprise, it didn’t really take much to get her to do it. I kissed the side of her mouth as I continued to feed her.

  Halfway through my plate, Syn got up and added more to it as she grabbed another fork. She returned to my lap and for the rest of dinner we fed each other while I drank my beer from a wine glass and she sipped on her juice.

  ***

  I lay stretched out on the floor on top of a pallet of blankets and pillows. Syn sat on my back, massaging my shoulders as Love & Basketball played on the TV. Shorty had the whole night planned out and as bad as I wanted to toss her ass around the living room, I was going to play it her way. Besides, that massage was feeling good as hell.

  She leaned into me and kissed my shoulder. “Did you get everything straightened out at work?”

  “Yeah, everything’s good. Roc ass was talking about me driving back out to New Orleans—”

  “But you just got back last night. Damn! Can’t you breathe before they start talking about you leaving again? Shit,” Syn fussed, pressing even harder into my shoulder blades, showing her frustration. She soon cleared her throat and let out a breath. “But I understand, if you gotda go you have to handle your business,” she quickly changed her attitude.

  I laughed and turned over on my back to look at her. Even though her tone and attitude had changed, I could tell by the slight pout to her lips that she was trying hard not to be mad. Her eyes would squint every other second as she attempted to keep a glare from slipping onto her face.

  The expressions were sexy as hell on her, but it was also funny. She was trying so hard to seem uncaring, but she just couldn’t. I had gotten to her mean ass, I just didn’t know how much deeper I would have to go to get her to open up fully.

  “Angel, you like spending time with me?” My hands slid from her knee up to her thighs and then back down.

  Syn’s hands massaged up my chest to my neck as she avoided looking at me. She shrugged no less. “I mean,” she shrugged again. “Yeah, I kinda do. I told you, you’re different. I mean, you make me feel different if that makes sense.”

  I shook my head no. “No, it don’t because you ain’t really telling me nothing. How I make you feel different? Explain that to me.”

  “I like the way you say my name. You make it sound good.” She pushed her hair over her shoulder, making it fall down her back. Her bare perky breast, bounced slightly.

  Laughing, my hand slid up her stomach to her erect nipple. I was far from a fool, I knew exactly what she was doing. Her sex appeal was definitely a distraction although I saw right through her game. Shid, I was still a man, a deprived man that had gone two weeks without sex. I was damn sho’ gon’ let her win this tonight, but we were sure to pick back up on that conversation at a later time.

  “Tell me who I’m getting right now? Angel? Syn?” I pinched her nipple.

  She laughed and leaned into me. “Both,” she mumbled, biting into my bottom lip. Syn gave me a simple peck before she pulled back. “Are you really going to leave again?” She suddenly blurted out.

  This girl was so gotdamn random. I thought we had left that conversation for the moment. My mind was straight on fucking, nothing else. But I couldn’t even be mad at her. “N’all, I’m not leaving. Chris found someone else to drive the truck.”

  “So how long do I have you for before you have to leave again?” She asked and I smiled at her. “Don’t be smiling, Parker. You get on my nerves,” she laughed.

  “I ain’t even said shit.” I pulled her into me, wrapping one arm around her waist while my hand cupped the nape of her neck. “You got me for a long while. I told you, I missed you those two weeks. I can’t go that long without seeing and talking to you—”

  “See, it’s when you talk like that I get confused about you. How can you be this big mean ass hood dude and then talk like that? I don’t understand y
ou. But I like it, I’ve never known a man like you before. Well the mean side of you I’m used to. But this nice, sweet dude, I don’t know.” She groaned before laughing. “I sound so stupid, don’t I? I just feel so naïve, but I don’t know what other way to feel other than that.”

  My brows rose at her and I rubbed a hand over my head. “I don’t know how I feel about you calling me sweet. but you’re right, you don’t know all my ways, which you’re getting to know. Ain’t nothing wrong with you feeling like you are. Shid, you’re not used to a real faithful ass hood man wanting you. I get that. So the way you’re acting, I expect that from you,” I told her. “Shid, when you done dealt with so many clown ass niggas yo whole life, what else could I expect? But don’t close yoself off from me because you’re not used to me. I’ll never be no other way, but myself with you and I expect the same thing from you. So fuck being scared, not knowing all that shit. If I make you feel good and you feelin’ that shit, go with the flow of it. Yah understand me, Angel?”

  “Okay,” her head nodded.

  “Now, I’m about to make us both feel good,” I rolled us over, making her laugh. “Gimme a kiss.”

  She bit into her bottom lip through her smile. “Come here.” Her arms wrapped around my neck and she pulled me down. She pressed her lips to mine before her mouth parted.

  My tongued slid into her mouth as I undid my jeans. Pulling back from her, I pulled her skirt and thong off. I pushed my jeans down my hips before I placed myself between her thighs.

  Syn spat on her hand then took hold of my dick, stroking it. She brought it to her opening, the suction of her muscles around my tip caused me to push in, making her inner walls contract faster.

  Sliding inside her warm tunnel made me feel like I was in my own personal heaven. I ain’t never wanna pull out from the way her warmth walls milked me nonstop.

  “Sss, ah, Parker!” Syn bit into my shoulder as her nails bit into my lower back.

  Grabbing her leg, I hooked it over my forearm and began to stroke her long, slow, and deep, making sure she felt every inch of me. I dug deep into her as I sucked her right nipple into my mouth, letting my tongue play with the little nub. Sucking it into my mouth, I let it pop out before doing the same to the left.

  Syn’s back arched and she squeezed her pussy muscles tighter around me, causing a grunt to leave my mouth. Her nails dug deeper into my back as her hips rolled into me.

  “Ooh, mmm, baby, ooh, God!” She moaned into my mouth. Syn rolled us over. She then grabbed my hands and entwined our fingers. With her feet flat on the floor, she started to bounce fast while she worked her pussy muscles.

  “Gotdamn, baby, fuck that dick.” Her pussy was sucking the hell out my dick. My toes curled and my nuts grew tight. “Fuck!” I switched our positions so that I wouldn’t nut quickly. I had her on all fours. I spat on my dick, stroking it before I brought it to her opening. I slapped her ass hard, causing her inner walls to throb around my tip. I popped her on the ass once more and she thrust back as I pushed forward. “Ah fuck!”

  “Mmm, God!” Syn pressed her forehead to the floor while she fisted the sheets tight.

  I held her hips, thrusting deep and hard into her from behind. Syn started to throw her ass back, trying to keep up with my movement.

  I slapped her on the ass again. “You gon’ fuck my dick? Hm?” I moved her back on my dick slowly, watching as I slid in and out of her. She had my dick glistening with her juices. “Damn, that pussy wet as fuck, Shorty.” It seemed like the more I talked, her pussy got wetter as her inner walls milked my dick faster. My hands gripped her ass tight. Spreading her cheeks, I moved faster into her.

  I slowed down, letting my hands find her titties. I pinched her nipples. “Fuck! You feel so gotdamn good!” I pinched her nipples harder. “Angel, you want me to cum in yo pussy?”

  “Mmm, God!” She moaned out loud as her body started to shake.

  I pulled her up so her back was pressed against my front. Taking hold of her chin, I turned her face toward me. My fingers found her clit. “Angel, you want me to cum in yo pussy?”

  Her eyes closed and she groaned out a moan. “Mmm, Parker.” Her lips were parted and she was panting heavily.

  “Angel, look at me,” She did as I said. “Tell me what you want.” I licked her lips before kissing her.

  Her hooded, lustful eyes lowered as she stared at me. “Parker, I want you to cum in my pussy,” she moaned, licking my bottom lip.

  I was done once she said and did that. With three long hard strokes, I busted my load deep inside of her.

  When I was done, I fell on the side of her, panting just as hard as she was. That was the hardest nut I had ever busted while fuckin’ with Syn. A nigga couldn’t do shit but breathe and go to sleep. The last thing I remembered was Syn crawling up into my chest before my eyes closed.

  Chapter 6

  Angel

  “Chris, don’t have my girl around yo gotdamn hood rats.” Parker’s loud voice came through the phone’s speaker, making me laugh.

  “I don’t have no damn hood rats. Plus, I don’t know no damn girls out this way besides her friend and that stuck up bitch playing games,” Chris laughed, talking about Missy.

  My head snapped toward him and I punched him. “Don’t talk about my friend. It ain’t her fault you thirsty and trying too hard,” I rolled my eyes at Chris, but that only made him laugh harder.

  “Yo, Parker, tell yo girl I don’t play that hitting shit. I’mma knock her short baldheaded ass the fuck out. Snatch them damn tracks out her head,” Chris blasted me.

  My mouth popped opened as he leaned into the truck door, laughing hard.

  “Damn, Lord. You straight gon’ talk about my shorty like that. Syn, fuck that nigga. When I see him, I’mma fuck him up for you,” Parker laughed before he cleared his throat. “What y’all getting into, tho?” He asked.

  “Shit, just pulled into the gun range. I’m about to see what baby girl’s aim like. We good, tho, Lord. So gon’ handle yo business and we’ll meet up with you later on.” Chris told him as he shut off the truck.

  “Man, why the fuck would you go to a range? Syn, sweetheart, don’t kill my brother, i’ight Shorty?” Parker said, trying to sound serious.

  “I don’t know, he’s been really mean to me. I might just have an, oops moment, you know,” I laughed. “No, we’ll be good I promise. He’s not that bad when he’s quiet, for real. Stop, Chris,” I laughed as he muffed me. “I’m serious, Parker, gon’ finish your thing and I’ll see you later.”

  “I’ight, Syn, don’t kill my brother,” he laughed before we ended the call.

  My eyes rolled at him and I got out of the truck to go find Chris who had left me. I didn’t know what the hell Parker’s ass was up to, but I didn’t like that he had put me off on Chris, especially when we were back in Gary. I could have been spending my time catching up with my girls and telling them how dinner went the night before with Parker. I needed to gush about our sex and how he was talking shit. My stomach grew tight just thinking about it.

  I just didn’t know what to think of that man, but I couldn’t lie, he made me feel so damn good. I loved the rough but nice hood in him.

  “What the hell you smiling about?” Chris asked, pushing the door open.

  I shrugged and rolled my eyes at him before I laughed. “Leave me alone.” I didn’t know what else to say. I couldn’t even pretend to act neutral as I smiled.

  Chris’ brow rose at me before he shrugged. “So what’s up with yo girl? Why she playing like she don’t wanna talk to me?”

  I laughed at him. “What make you think she’s playing?”

  “She gotda be. Shid, I’mma good dude, why wouldn’t she wanna holla at me?” He pulled me to a stop in front of a station. “We right here.”

  “You’re a good guy? I find that hard to believe. And I can’t speak for Missy. She’s not the type to just jump on anything that’s sexy, regardless of your money or your mouth piece. She’s a flirt, but sh
e’ll only take you serious if you come to her on some real shit. Otherwise,” I shrugged, “she’s going to play you.” I took the gun that was in front of me in a bunch of pieces and put it back together. Then I grabbed the magazine and put the bullets into it before I put it into the gun. I cocked it back, putting a bullet in the chamber and then started shooting the target sheet until the clip was empty.

  “I ain’t even gon’ lie, I thought yo ass carried a gun for show. Just to seem tough,” Chris laughed as he started shooting his target sheet.

  I sat the gun down and went over to his side, watching him. Once he finished, I folded my arms over my chest. “Why would I carry a gun just to seem tough? That’s stupid as hell to do. I only carry it because of where I live. Folks out here ain’t got no sense whatsoever and will be quick to rob you, hell, shoot you for no reason. So you learn early how to protect yourself because no one else will.” I grabbed his gun and started shooting his sheet.

  “This explains your big ass mouth. With the way that mothafucka run, you better either know how to fight or shoot. I see which one you can do,” he joked as he slammed another clip into the gun and started shooting.

  My eyes cut at him before they rolled. “I can fight and shoot. And I only do them if I really need to. So how long have you known Parker?” I decided we could use this time to get to know each other a little better.

  Chris ejected the clip and then put another one in and started shooting again, ignoring me completely. I rolled my eyes at him, but waited until he was done shooting. Once he was done, I grabbed his gun and held my hand out. “Give me your keys, I’m hungry. So let’s go eat and talk.”

  His brows furrowed in confusion. “We just got here, I ain’t done.”

  “We came here to shoot, we’ve shot. Now it’s time to go. I’m hungry, so let’s go.” I rubbed my stomach as it growled. Feeling the slight pub to my belly, I looked at the little gut I was getting. I shrugged it off, I had been eating a lot lately.

  “You ain’t driving my damn truck. Fuck that, bring yo ass on,” he packed up his guns, putting them in the case before leading us out to his truck.