NBA Smuts

Unexplainable ✨ (DBook)

This one is also very long awaited. I'm sorry but I hope you like it ilyflako

You: Diamonté, Didi

"Devante, wait for me," you called after him as your brother walked away. He stops in his tracks and waits for you to catch up.

Devante, your twin, was drafted by the Phoenix Suns a few months prior and they were really getting to work now. Devante always made sure you were part of everything in his life so you attended most practices, games, and any important event. That was how you met Devin. You'd heard about him before but you never put much mind to individual players before your brother got in the league. You'd been able to bond with Devin and other teammates like Deandre, Chris, and Crowder. Devin stood out to you as his charm won you over.

"Eyy," called a voice from behind you and Devante. You both turn around and see Devin running towards you two.
"Good shit, big dawg," he says referring to the game they'd just played as he daps up your brother.
"Thank you, man," he responds.
"Hey, uh I was wondering what you all were doing tomorrow?" he asks a bit nervous as he gazes at you. You instinctively bat your eyelashes at him.
"Prolly nothing man. What's good?" responds Devante. Devin smirks.
"I was hoping you'd be down to chill at my place tomorrow," he explains.
"Yeah, I'm down," Devante answers.
"You too, Diamonté," adds Devin as he begins to walk away. You smile before turning and following your brother.
"He's weird," he says as he breaks the silence. You look up at him.
"How?" you ask sounding offended.
"He just is. Let's go," he says as he opens the car door for you.

The very next day, you sit in you room curling your hair for the hangout at Devin's. You didn't want Devin and Devante to think you were trying hard but you also didn't want to look bummy.
"You almost ready?" asks Devante as he knocks on your door. You quickly curl the last strand of hair.
"Yeah, I'll be down in a minute," you say as you run your fingers through the curls to mess them up a bit. You hear Devante walk away as you put on some chapstick. You stand in front of you full length mirror as you check your fit one last time before stepping out. Perfect.
You make your way downstairs and see your brother waiting for you at the door.
"You look pretty," he says as he opens the door for you. You thank him with a smile.

~~*~~

Devante parks his car in Devin's driveway. You were definitely astonished at the size of the house.
As you approach the door, Devante smiles. He knock lightly. The door swings open within a few seconds.
"Hey," says Devin sounding a bit winded. You smile at him as he lets you both in.

~~*~~

"I'm getting kinda hungry," you say as the conversation finally dies down.
"Same," says Devin.
"I mean, I could eat," adds Devante.
You all decide on ordering food from Olive Garden. Devante volunteers to pick it up.
"I'll be back," he says as he walks out the door.

You and Devin are left alone. How you ended up making out while you straddle him within 5 minutes of your brother being gone; unexplainable. Devin's hands roam your body as if seeking for something. You grind against him gently as his hand find a spot on your booty.
"Let's take this upstairs," he says between kisses. He stands up with you wrapped around his waist. You can clearly feel his length throbbing through his pants.
As he reaches his bedroom, he basically throws you on the bed which gives him time to slide his shirt off. You admire his toned body as he approaches you to continue. As his body hovers over yours, your arms fly to his neck, bringing him down onto you. His hand wraps around your neck, taking you by surprise. He lightly squeezes as he leans in to kiss you.
Within minutes, your clothes comes flying off, thrown elsewhere, out of the way. Devin hovers over you as your nude bodies collide. His length grazes against you causing you to become wetter and wetter by the second. He wastes no time as he slips himself inside you. He starts a bit gentle, careful not to hurt you but soon it all changes.

Your legs are thrown over Devin's shoulders as he pounds into you, his hand wrapped around you neck. You turn your head away as you moan.
"Look at me when I'm fucking you," he demands as he turns your head with his finger as he chokes you. His eyes appear to burn holes through you. Your eyes lock as he pounds away.
As he brings you closer to your first orgasm, he leans down to suck on your neck, leaving behind purple bruises.
"I'm so close," you whisper as your wrap your hands around the arm attached to the hand holding your neck. Devin smiles evilly at you. That was his cue to speed it up. You practically scream as you cum but Devin doesn't stop. He continues pounding as tears form in your eyes.
When he finally stops, you try and catch your breath but soon realize, he isn't done.
"On your stomach," he speaks. You roll over onto your stomach. He raises your hips towards him. You're now on all fours. He pushes your back into the bed before he slips himself inside you again. You take a fistful of his sheets in your hand as you adjust to this sensation. As he begins gaining rhythm, you put your face into a pillow, muffling your sounds. Devin disapproves. His hand lands harshly on your booty. He does it a few more times with the other hand before reaching around you for your hands.
"Don't do that shit. Let me hear you," he says as he pins your hands on your lower back. You turn your face to the side, allowing him to listen to you.
Your arousal drips onto his silky sheets as he continues pounding into you. He looks down, watching himself disappear and appear from inside you. He delivers a few more spanks as he groans meaning he was close. He picks up the pace and let's go of your arms. Your arms fall to your side, you reposition them near your face. That's when you feel Devin's large hands gently comb through your hair. You gasp as he grips a bunch of hair and continues pounding into you. You moan so loudly, you're sure his neighbors would be able to hear you.
"S-slow downnn," you moan as you feel him deep inside you. You place your hand near his v-line in order to push him away. He doesn't budge so you lunge forward. Devin holds you in place.
"Don't run from me," he says as he continues pounding. You begin to clench your walls around him, and that was when he lost it.
"Oh, fuckkkk. Diamonté," he whimpers. You orgasm again as he fills you with his seed.

His body comes crashing onto the bed, next to you. He breathes heavily. As he tries to catch his breath, the door swings open.
"What the fuck was that?" asks Devante. You quickly grab a part of the sheets and cover up.
"You're a piece of shit man!" he screams as he points at Devin. Devin stands up to face him. Devante has a look on his face, a look you recognize as anger.
"Devante, relax," you say quietly. He glares over at you.
"You shut the fuck up. You're just as bad as him," he responds. You jump up, the sheets wrapped around you, taking offense to his words.
"You know what? Just get the fuck out," Devante says. He turns around.
"This is my house, Big Dawg. So I suggest you get out," says Devin. You scramble to get your clothes as you realize that they're both very angry.
"Let's go, Diamonté," says your brother. You bend down near their feet to grab your shirt.
"She's not going anywhere," adds Devin as he grabs your arm and pulls you into his chest.