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Jalen wasn't shocked. He had seen that breakup coming from a mile away. Hell, the night he met Sydney, she had already mentally checked out of that relationship.
Still, he leaned back, nodding. "That right? What happened?"
Sydney let out a breath. "Well, besides him being a total douche, I just... realized I was only with him because it was the 'right' thing to do. The kind of guy my parents wanted me to date. But I wasn't actually happy. Not really."
She rolled her eyes at her own words. "After Lonnie's party... after that night with you... I started thinking about what I actually wanted. Not what my parents wanted. Not what my conservative friends expected. What I wanted."
Jalen watched her closely. "And what changed?"
Sydney looked at him, her blue eyes serious. "You."
Jalen blinked. "Me?"
Her blue eyes met his, filled with something deeper than just attraction. "You made me realize I haven't been living my life for me."
Sydney took another sip of her Vitamin water, setting the bottle down before she continued.
"My parents weren't happy when I told them I dumped Greg. Especially my mother, God..." She rolled her eyes again mentioning her mother but then she smirked. "But for the first time... I didn't care. I told them it's my life, and I don't need their approval for who I date or don't date."
Jalen chuckled. "Damn. So, you really cut loose, huh?"
Sydney grinned. "You have no idea. I've been going out more, meeting new people, doing what I want without worrying about appearances or expectations. And I gotta say... it feels good."
She shifted slightly closer to him on the couch, her tone becoming a little softer, a little more playful.
"And part of what I want... is to keep seeing you."
Jalen raised an eyebrow. "Oh yeah?"
Sydney bit her lip, nodding. "I don't want a relationship right now. I just got out of one, and I wanna enjoy being single for a while."
Then she smirked. "But..." she continued, her voice dropping slightly. "I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to keep hanging out with you. And... having sex with you. If you're up for that."
Jalen leaned back, rubbing his chin, studying her.
"So, let me get this straight." He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. "You're done with Greg. Done with your parents' expectations. You wanna be free, do whatever you want... but you also wanna keep getting dicked down by me?"
Sydney laughed, rolling her eyes. "I wouldn't have said it like that, but yeah, that's the general idea."
Jalen smirked, running a hand over his beard. "And you don't want anything serious?"
Sydney shook her head. "Not right now. I just got out of an unfulfilling relationship, and I really do wanna enjoy my single life for a bit."
Jalen nodded slowly, processing. On one hand, this was ideal. Sydney was fine as hell, fun to be around, and the sex was insane. On the other hand,... There was still the unspoken truth lingering in the back of his mind. Sydney didn't know it yet, but she was already carrying his child. Jalen kept his expression steady, not giving anything away. There was no point in telling her now. She'd find out soon enough. And when she did? This whole "just having fun" thing? Wouldn't be so simple anymore.
Sydney smiled mischievously, shifting even closer, her body now barely inches from his. "Stop thinking so hard and say yes."
Jalen smiles and says, "Yes."
Sydney closed the distance and kissed him. Her warm lips attacked Jalen's and before long she stuck her tongue down his throat. After a few minutes, Sydney stood up, pulled her shirt off, revealing her light blue bra supporting her fantastic round breasts. She offered a hand and Jalen took it. Sydney escorted him to the bedroom.
"Take off your clothes, cowboy." She ordered with a smirk.
Jalen does as he's told. He's naked within about 15 seconds. Sydney removes her shorts revealing her matching light blue panties. Jalen the playfully pushes Sydney on the bed where she giggles. He slowly kisses her thighs all the way up to her most sensitive area. Jalen didn't rush. Sydney's breath was already ragged, her pulse erratic, her body burning with anticipation. Jalen hovered over her, his dark eyes locked onto hers as his hands traced slow, teasing patterns over her thighs. Then, his lips followed.
He kissed her softly at first, his mouth brushing against the smooth skin of her inner thigh. Then again. Higher. Sydney gasped, her fingers gripping the sheets as his lips trailed closer and closer to where she ached for him most. Jalen's fingers hooked into the waistband of her panties. Their eyes met. Sydney's chest rose and fell rapidly, her breath shaky as he slowly pulled them down, dragging them past her thighs, past her knees, and finally slipping them off completely. The air in the room felt charged, electric. Jalen settled between her legs, his strong hands gripping her thighs, spreading them open wide revealing her wet vagina.
Then, without a word, he leaned in and kissed the lips of her entrance. Sydney let out a shaky moan the moment she felt his tongue against her. Her hips bucked involuntarily, her fingers flying to his head, gripping his hair as pleasure ripped through her. Jalen didn't stop. Didn't slow down. He worked her with precision and purpose, his tongue flicking, teasing, stroking, each motion sending her higher and higher. Then he added his fingers, sliding them inside her in a way that made Sydney arch off the bed, gasping his name. It was too much. Too good. Her body was on fire, her nerves alight, every sensation building, tightening, coiling inside her until she couldn't hold back anymore. And then--she shattered. Sydney's orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, crashing through her so intensely she couldn't stop herself from screaming. Her entire body trembled beneath him, her fingers digging into his scalp, her thighs squeezing around him as the pleasure overwhelmed her. Jalen didn't stop until she was completely undone, until she had nothing left to give. When he finally pulled back, his lips glistening with evidence of what he had just done to her, he smirked down at her, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. Sydney lay there, completely breathless, her body still shaking from aftershocks. Sydney's breath came hot and heavy, her body still trembling from the pleasure Jalen had just given her. But she needed more. Craved more. Her hands slid up his arms, gripping his strong shoulders, her voice nothing but a breathless plea.
"Fuck me."
Jalen's dark gaze burned into hers, his chest rising and falling as he positioned himself between her legs, the heat between them blistering. He could feel how ready she was for him, slick and throbbing, her body practically begging for him. His fingers traced up her thigh before gripping her hip, steadying himself. Sydney's eyes flew wide as he began to push inside her vagina, stretching her inch by inch, her body clenching around him instinctively. She let out a sharp cry, her nails digging into his shoulders, her lips parting as he filled her. Jalen let out a deep, guttural groan, feeling the way she gripped him, tight, hot, nearly unbearable.
"Shit," he breathed, his forehead resting against hers, fighting the urge to slam into her all at once.
He gave her a second to adjust, his hands gripping her thighs, his jaw tight with restraint.
"You feel that?" he murmured against her lips. "Feel how deep I am already?"
Sydney whimpered, her body stretching to take him in, the delicious pressure stealing her breath. Her fingers curled into his back, her body arching against him.
"So fucking big...I love it" she whispered smiling, eyes fluttering shut, her chest rising in uneven breaths.
Jalen smirked, pressing a teasing kiss to her collarbone, then her jaw, then her lips, before pushing even deeper. She gasped--a sound of pure pleasure and disbelief. Her body clung to every thick inch of him, molding around him, taking all of him in a way that felt impossible. The slow, agonizing stretch had her toes curling, her thighs trembling. Jalen let out a low growl, his control hanging by a thread.
"Fuck, Sydney," he murmured, his voice raw.
She could only whimper in response, her head spinning, her body burning, the pleasure already threatening to consume her. Jalen stayed still for a moment, letting her feel just how deep he was buried inside her, letting her adjust to the sheer intensity of it.
"Fuuuuuuuuck!!!!" Sydney yelled as she could feel his tip basically at her cervix. Before she met Jalen, she never would've thought her pussy could stretch this much. It felt impossible yet here she was with Jalen balls deep into her.
And then--he moved. Jalen drew back slowly, making sure Sydney felt every thick inch of him leaving her, only to slam forward again, stretching her all over again. Sydney let out a sharp, high-pitched moan, her head tilting back, pleasure lighting up every nerve in her body. She loved letting him wreck her like this. She wanted him to fuck the shit out of her. Make her barely able to walk when he is done.
Jalen set a rhythm, deep, deliberate, relentless, his eyes locked onto hers, watching her unravel beneath him. Her lips trembled. Her body tensed. Her moans grew louder, needier. Sydney wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down, their lips crashing together in a breathless, messy kiss. Their tongues tangled, hot and desperate, as Jalen thrust harder, deeper, faster, making her lose herself completely. A guttural grunt left his throat as his hand gripped her hip roughly, his other hand sliding up, cupping her breast. Sydney moaned into his mouth, arching up into him, her body matching his rhythm, her breathless cries filling the room. Jalen's name spilled from her lips, her entire body trembling beneath him.
Sydney bit her lip, body tightening, her head spinning. "J-Jalen, I'm--oh, fuck--"
And then, she shattered.
Her orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, pulsing around him in tight, rhythmic squeezes, each contraction pulling him deeper, harder, making him lose control. Jalen groaned, his rhythm faltering, feeling her body milk him, consume him, take everything from him. He was close. Sydney felt it. She clutched his back, her breath ragged and desperate, her nails digging into his skin.
"Don't you dare fucking stop," she gasped, her mind hazy, her body wanting all of him.
Jalen let out a low, primal growl, his grip on her tightening, his restraint slipping. His movements turned rougher, deeper, sloppier, chasing the final moment of release. Sydney's entire body tensed beneath him, her pleasure-blurred mind barely processing anything except him, filling her, owning her, pushing her over the edge all over again. Sydney's whole body was rocking back and forth from Jalen's thrusts. The headboard was practically banging the wall now.
Jalen buried himself as deep as he could go, his head dropping to her shoulder, his breath hot against her skin as he let go completely. A deep, guttural groan ripped from his throat, his body shuddering violently against hers. Sydney let out a soft, satisfied moan, feeling him pulse inside her, the warmth of his cum spreading deep through her core. His hips ground against hers, his cum rolling through him in waves, his grip on her unrelenting, desperate, possessive. Sydney lay there, spent, thighs trembling, her entire body aching with satisfaction. Jalen exhaled heavily, still buried inside her, his body pressed firm against hers, still pulsing with aftershocks. When he finally lifted his head, their eyes met, intense, breathless. Jalen and Sydney lay in bed, the sheets barely covering their naked bodies as they caught their breath. Their latest round of sex had been just as intense, just as electrifying, just as insatiable as that first night at Lonnie's party. But now? Now, the hunger had been satisfied, for the moment. Now, they were just lying there, basking in the afterglow, talking like old friends who had known each other forever.
"You know," Sydney murmured, stretching her arms above her head, her blonde hair sprawled across the pillow, "I actually really like this arrangement."
Jalen smirked, turning his head to look at her. "That right?"
She nodded, a lazy grin on her lips. "Yeah. No pressure. No stress. Just you, me, and... well, everything we just did."
Jalen chuckled. "Glad I could be of service."
Sydney nudged him playfully with her knee before making a quick trip to the bathroom. She stumbled on her way there. Her legs were like jelly at this point.
After she was done, she wobbled her way back to the bed, got back in, then sighed, rolling onto her side. "I wish my mom would get off my ass about marriage."
Jalen raised an eyebrow. "She's really on you about that, huh?"
Sydney scoffed. "Oh, please. She's been on me about it. Ever since I told her that I broke up with Greg, it's like she's in panic mode. Like my whole life should be about finding a husband before I turn into some old maid."
Jalen shook his head. "How old are you again? 25?"
Sydney nodded. "Exactly. I have time. But my mom? She's acting like I'm a carton of milk about to expire."
Jalen smirked. "Damn. That's wild."
Sydney rolled her eyes, shifting closer to him, resting her head on his chest. "It's exhausting. I swear, she thinks my entire existence should revolve around finding a man to marry. Meanwhile, I'm just trying to enjoy my life."
Jalen rubbed his hand absentmindedly along her bare back. "You ever think she's just projecting? Like, maybe she regrets some of her own life choices, so now she's trying to live through you?"
Sydney exhaled. "Oh, 100%. I mean, she married my dad at 22. Had me at 23. She's never been single, never had time to just... be herself outside of being a wife and a mom."
She sat up slightly, resting her chin on his chest. "I think that's why I'm so determined to do the opposite. To actually live before I settle down. If I ever settle down."
Jalen nodded, impressed. "That's real. A lot of people never even figure that out."
Sydney smirked. "Yeah, well... I had a good wake-up call." She traced a finger across his chest. "Thanks to you."
Jalen chuckled. "I ain't do nothin' but show up at a party and drink bourbon."
Sydney raised an eyebrow. "Oh, you did something alright."
Jalen laughed, shaking his head.
Eventually, the conversation shifted. Jalen started telling her about his new renovation project, how he was remodeling a storage space for a nonprofit called Wellness Georgia.
"It's a good gig," he said. "And the project lead, Kristen, she's cool. She's the one who found me online, put me in touch with her boss."
Sydney hummed, watching him closely. "Kristen, huh?"
Jalen nodded. "Yeah. She's smart, organized, really knows her stuff. She's been overseeing the whole thing."
Sydney took another sip of Vitamin Water from the bottle she had left on the nightstand, then smirked.
"She wants to fuck you."
Jalen paused. Then laughed.
"What?"
Sydney shrugged, amused. "I can hear it in your voice. The way you're talking about her. You're intrigued."
Jalen shook his head. "Nah, it ain't like that."
Sydney raised an eyebrow, giving him a look. "Uh-huh. Sure."
Jalen chuckled. "I'm serious. She's engaged. To some dude named Rob."
Sydney rolled her eyes. "Okay, and? That doesn't mean she isn't interested."
Jalen smirked, stretching his arms behind his head. "I think you're reaching."
Sydney tilted her head, still grinning. "Alright. Keep telling yourself that. But I know when a woman is interested in a man. And this Kristen chick? If she's been working with you every day, overseeing the project, spending all that time around you? She wants you."
Jalen exhaled, shaking his head. "Even if that was true... which it ain't... I'm not out here tryna mess with engaged women."
Sydney shrugged. "Fair enough. But I'm just saying... if she ever does make a move, don't act surprised."
Jalen just smirked, taking another sip of his drink. Because deep down? He wasn't sure Sydney was wrong.
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*Fast forward* To present day:
Jalen is with Sydney again the very same day he left Georgia Wellness for the final time as his project was now completed. Jalen, now at a point where he's comfortable being completely honest and unfiltered around Sydney, tells her everything that happened with Kristen.
He sat back on Sydney's couch, exhaling deeply as he finished telling her everything. From the obvious tension with Kristen in the beginning to the stolen moments after hours. From Kristen's hesitation about her engagement to the way she kept coming back to him anyway. From the way she made him feel, like she wanted him, needed him, but still couldn't fully choose him. And finally, to tonight. Her telling him, "I can't date you right now, but I still want you in my life."
And his response, letting her know he couldn't just sit around waiting. Sydney had been listening the whole time, sipping on her Vitamin Water, nodding along, letting him vent without interruption. But now? Now, she set her bottle down, stretched her legs out, and smirked.
"You did the right thing." She said.
Jalen raised an eyebrow. "Yeah?"
Sydney nodded, her tone matter of fact. "She needs to figure her shit out. And you? You kept it real with her. You didn't lead her on, you didn't make promises you couldn't keep. You let her know exactly where you stand." She tilted her head. "That's more than a lot of men would do."
Jalen sighed, running a hand over his beard. "I don't wanna be an option, Syd. And I damn sure ain't tryna be a side piece while she's still engaged to some other dude."
Sydney smirked. "I told you she wanted to fuck you."
Jalen laughed, shaking his head. "Yeah, yeah, you called it."
Sydney gave him a smug look. "Mmhmm. And if I had to guess? She'll be back."
Jalen exhaled, leaning his head back against the couch. "I don't even know if I want that."
Sydney raised an eyebrow. "Oh, you want it. But you're smart enough to know you can't need it."
Jalen chuckled, looking over at her. "You got me all figured out now?"
Sydney shrugged, grinning. "Pretty much."
Jalen shook his head, but he couldn't lie. He appreciated this about Sydney. She didn't try to analyze his emotions too much. She didn't try to force some deep, dramatic reflection. She just listened. Understood. And right now? That was exactly what he needed.
Sydney took another sip of Vitamin Water, watching Jalen as he sat there, thinking. Processing. She had to admit, there was something weirdly satisfying about watching him be so open with her. Jalen was smooth as hell, but he wasn't the type to bullshit when it came to real conversations. And the fact that he could sit here, venting to her about another woman, without it feeling awkward? That told her a lot. Because the truth was... she really did like having him around. Not in a relationship way. Not in a serious way. But in a comfortable, easy, no-pressure kind of way. She had never had that with a man before. And she wasn't about to ruin it by getting territorial or possessive. Instead, she just smirked.
"Well, since you're officially done with Georgia Wellness, what's next for you?"
Jalen exhaled, stretching his arms. "Damn. I don't even know. Gotta line up the next job, but I might take a few days off first."
Sydney grinned. "A few days off, huh? Sounds like the perfect excuse to spend more time with me."
Jalen laughed, shaking his head. "You ain't slick."
Sydney winked. "I know."
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Jalen spent the whole weekend with Sydney and for the first time in weeks, Jalen wasn't thinking about Kristen, complicated emotions, or impending consequences. For the first time in a while, he was just living. And Sydney? She was perfect for that.
They kicked off the weekend that night on Sydney's couch, Sydney curled up against him as they started their binge of Invincible on Amazon Prime. Sydney had never seen it before, but Jalen swore up and down it was one of the best shows out.
"Okay, I'll give it a shot," she had said, taking a sip of wine. "But if it sucks, you owe me a back rub."
By the end of the first two episodes? She was hooked.
"Holy shit. This show is insane."
Jalen smirked. "Told you."
They ended up watching half the season in one night, Sydney completely invested, gasping and swearing at all the right moments. For Jalen, it was refreshing. No stress. No pressure. Just good company and a great show.
On Saturday, the following day, Sydney had found out about a pop-up carnival happening that weekend, and somehow, she convinced Jalen to go. They walked through the fairgrounds, laughing at how overpriced everything was, but still indulging in corn dogs, funnel cakes, and lemonade. Sydney dragged him onto the Ferris wheel, claiming it was a must-do, even though Jalen was convinced the ride was old as hell.
"If this thing falls apart, I'm blaming you."
"Oh, please," she grinned. "I'd save you first."
Jalen ended up winning her a giant pink elephant at the shooting game, even though Sydney was lowkey pissed that she couldn't hit a single target.
"Damn, I didn't know you were out here sniping like that." She said.
"What can I say? I'm built different." Jalen said grinning.
Sydney named the elephant 'Bubbles', and Jalen made fun of her for it all night.
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Back at Jalen's apartment that night, the competition got serious. Sydney and Jalen played a very competitive game of Mario Kart. Sydney was talking big shit before the first race.
"I hope you're ready to lose, because I'm about to embarrass you."
"Aight," Jalen smirked. "Loser goes down on the winner."
Sydney grinned, eyes flashing. "Oh, you are so on."
Jalen picked Luigi. Sydney picked Yoshi. She won. By a lot.
"HA! Suck it, loser!" she teased, standing up and stretching like she had just won a championship.
Jalen shook his head, chuckling. "Man, whatever. You were spamming items."
Sydney sat back down, leaning close to him. "Nah, babe. I just whooped your ass. And now... I'm collecting my prize."
Let's just say... Jalen didn't complain.
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On Sunday, Jalen and Sydney lounged around her apartment and watched NFL football.
Even though Sydney wasn't huge on football, she sat with Jalen and watched the Falcons game with him.
"Okay, explain to me why they always find new ways to lose."
"Listen, being a Falcons fan builds character."
Sydney ended up asking questions about the game, and Jalen enjoyed teaching her the basics.
They had wings, beer, and a lazy Sunday, Sydney curled up against his chest, half-watching the game, half-scrolling through her phone.
"You're really into this, huh?" she teased, watching Jalen intensely study the screen.
"Damn right. You see the way they moving the ball? We might actually--"
Interception.
"Man, I hate this team."
By the time the game ended, they were still lying together, full, relaxed, and feeling like the weekend had been a perfect escape. For Jalen, this was the break he needed. Sydney wasn't asking for answers. Sydney wasn't pressuring him to define anything. Sydney wasn't caught up in messy emotions. She was just there. Fun. Laid-back. The perfect stress relief.
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