Blake Griffin {One Shots}

Just One Night?

Requested by: LisaFulcher

\\Lisa//

And heeeere comes Griffin down the court. He's twelve of fifteen tonight, eleven assists and nine rebounds! He's on his way to his third consecutive triple-double! He's fighting his way through Green and-OHHHHH WOW! He's done it again! Blake Griffin is on fire tonight!!

I overheard the announcers freaking out for at least the twentieth time tonight over Blake. I can only understand them, that man is a beast.

I wonder how he is in the sheets.

I won't even try to deny it. Blake Griffin is one incredibly hot piece of ass.

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We're about two minutes into the third quarter and Blake goes up once again with a lob from CP3; he slams it down with sheer dominance.

God damn.

I chose the right game to come to. The Clippers were destroying The Warriors tonight and Blake was having the absolute time of his life. You could easily tell by how he slightly grinned each time he ran back up the court.

He came back down the court, and Barnes passed him the ball. Blake passed it back to him, and he drove in towards the basket. He connected with Thompson, but no foul was called. Of course Matt was furious, but Blake came out of nowhere behind them and slammed the ball through the hoop, causing the whole crowd to roar with cheers. As he came down from his beautiful dunk, our eyes connected and he winked directly at me after his "Blake face" died down.

Oh my God, Blake fucking Griffin just winked at me.

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\\Blake//

Speed. Focus. Dominate.

The three main words that circulated throughout my entire mind as I played tonight. I don't know why, but I was feelin' myself. Draymond Green definitely wasn't feeling himself and I was taking advantage of it.

Not only was I killing it tonight, but to top it off, there were so many beautiful women in the stands. I could barely pick and choose which one looked best for some nice and simple sex with no strings attached.

All except her.

She definitely didn't look like a quick or easy fuck. You could simply tell she was that type you kept on a chain because she's so damn bad just by looking at her appearance.

Thick, beautiful curves and that quick, yet stunning smile she gave me. She was decked out in Clippers gear, and she even had CP3's kicks on.

I want her so damn bad and she don't even know it.

"Aye man pay attention!" DJ lightly smacked me upside my head.

This girl got me zoning while coach is talking? I gotta have her.

"Yeah man, we know you're doing good tonight, but we still need you." Chris chuckled while patting my back, and I nodded in agreement with them.

She'll be mine before the end of the night.

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4th quarter, 12 seconds, Clippers possession, 114-112 - Warriors.

Think. Process. Eliminate.

So much had gone downhill since that timeout. As soon as I came in, Green wanted me out of the game I guess. I went up for an easy layup and he blind-sided me with a hard foul; definitely intentional and definitely a flagrant two.