ʜᴏᴡ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴀʏ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʙᴀʙʏ ɪɴ ꜰʀᴇɴᴄʜ? ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏ, ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ᴍɪɴᴅ ᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ. ɪ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴀᴛ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ɪɴ ʟɪꜰᴇ, ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ᴘʀᴏʙᴀʙʟʏ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ɪᴛ. ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏ... ʟɪꜰᴇ ʜᴀꜱ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴡᴇɪʀᴅ ʜᴀʙɪᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴀꜱᴋᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴀʀɴ. ʟɪᴋᴇ ʜᴏᴡ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ʟᴏᴜᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ɴᴏɪꜱᴇ. ᴏʀ ʜᴏᴡ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ꜱᴛᴀɴᴅ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ɪɴ ꜰʀᴏɴᴛ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ʟɪᴋᴇ ꜱᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀꜱ. ᴏʀ ʜᴏᴡ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛꜱ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ɪᴍᴘᴏʀᴛᴀɴᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴɪɴɢ, ʙᴜᴛ ꜱᴏᴍᴇʜᴏᴡ ᴇɴᴅ ᴜᴘ ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏ. ɪ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴇᴛ.

ʟᴀɴɪ ᴡᴀꜱ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇᴅ. ɴᴏᴛ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ꜱʜᴇ ʟᴇꜰᴛ. ɴᴏᴡ ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ꜰᴏʀ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡᴇᴇᴋᴇɴᴅ, ᴏɴᴇ ᴛʀɪᴘ, ᴏɴᴇ ʀᴇᴜɴɪᴏɴ... ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ꜱʜᴇ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ʟᴇꜰᴛ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ'ᴛ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ꜱᴏ ꜰᴀʀ ᴀɴʏᴍᴏʀᴇ. ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢꜱ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ꜰᴀᴅᴇ. ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ʟɪɴᴇꜱ ᴀʀᴇɴ'ᴛ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱᴇᴅ. ʙᴜᴛ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ... ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ'ꜱ ɴᴏ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ʙᴀᴄᴋ.

𝐗𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭, 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐇𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥, 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐬. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞: 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬, 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬.

I'm writing short stories. Erotica. These are all random passionate smut that come to my head from time to time. I hope you enjoy them; if you do, please vote and comment! Also, I'm not taking suggestions because these come from my imagination; I want them to stay that way. Enjoy 🎀 !Sexual themes!

She waitressin' at Starlets, ain't too many I ain't had

❛𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒆?❜ he asked, voice low like it wasn't meant for nobody but her. 𝒛𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐡 didn't speak, just tilted her head a little and stepped in close. she traced one of the tattoos on his arm, finger light like a whisper...when she finally looked up, slow and lazy, doe eyes glinting beneath her lashes--she kissed the corner of his mouth. once, twice--then pulled back. 𝒐𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐢 smirked. ❛𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒔𝒐.❜ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ She doesn't speak-not out loud, not anymore. Zariah Hart's been quiet since the night she lost everything, and moving to The Palisade at Skyview Apartments was supposed to give her a fresh start. No expectations. No questions. Just peace. But peace gets complicated when a man like Omarion Jordan starts showing up in it. He's nothing like she expected. Tatted, quiet, with eyes that read people better than they speak. A mechanic with a past he doesn't explain-and a presence that says more than his mouth does. He doesn't ask about her silence. She doesn't flinch at his reputation. Somehow, that's enough. What starts as simple glances turns into shared space. What feels like comfort turns to something neither of them planned for. But Atlanta doesn't forget what people try to bury. And sometimes, the loudest truth is the one you never say out loud. 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃: 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐄 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓

"Fighting to keep us together, hope it's worth a try." An hbcu love story

He wants to love her loudly. She's scared to believe she deserves it. Some love isn't light. Some love is felt in the bones. This is The Weight of Love.

ALL IT TOOK WAS ONE NIGHT