Rebound

two.

I'd be lying if I said the sex wasn't the best I ever had. Remember when I said she was practically a virgin? Yeahh, that. She was so tight, I'm not even ashamed to admit I didn't last long. I don't think anyone could. And it's been so long since the last time she got handled that she didn't last long either. But you know that only meant more rounds all night. Mmmm.

But foreal though, besides that... It felt different than all the other times I've done this. I wish I could explain it. And I don't know why I couldn't stop myself from watching her dress herself before she was about to dip. Every move she made was in slow motion in my head, almost like I wanted time to actually slow down. The sex buzz had me trippin man.

"You good Ari?" Her hair was still wet from her shower as she tried to fasten her bra behind her back. She didn't reply and instead made her way to me to help her do it. It amazed me how comfortable she made me feel in that moment. These kinds of moments after a long night of fucking were always filled with those dreadful awkward silences that built up so much anxiety in me that I couldn't wait to see them walk out my door.

But here I am, calling her by a nickname and helping her fasten her bra. I let my fingers graze the light-tan skin of her back as I finished. It gave her goosebumps and I felt my lips crack a small smile at the sight of them. She turned around and luckily I wiped the smile off my face in time before she could see.

"Thank you Book." I don't know if it was her smile or her hazel eyes that sucked me in but I found myself stuck, staring again, just like when she stood before me in the door. She stared back then gave me a little smirk, like she aknowledged this gentle moment but also didn't forget that I was just poundin' her shit moments ago. All of a sudden I'm lookin' down at her breast and starting to get hard again.

"We're done here Devin." She laughed as she caught me looking.

"Shit I can't help it. It's just what you do to me." I shrugged and chuckled.

She shook her head and smiled then proceeded to put her top on. I walked her to the door, which was an unfamiliar feeling.

Neither of us said a word, nor did it feel like we had to. I kissed her on her forehead, another unfamiliar feeling. As I closed the door behind her my phone goes off, and see that it's Beal.

Bdawg : Daaamn thats a nice one book 🤤🤤

I guess Beal saw her leave my room. I ain't even mad about it.

*****
3 weeks later...

We had a eight game winning streak after that night. Shit was going good, I had nothin' to complain about. Until... she called.

Yes, her. The one I told you I was done with. I also should have mentioned how I knew this was gonna happen. Everytime I'm at a good place in my career she pops back up like a fucking gopher out of nowhere. Kendall has this specific attraction to success on a man. Everytime I ball out she's down to be by my side, but once I or even the team hits a slump she dips. It's fucked up. I grew numb to the feeling of my heart sinking everytime she kissed me bye, knowing it would probably be my last one for a while. And like a dumbass I still answer everytime she calls. She knows I will.

It's partially why I make those occasional calls to Jerry. Life on the road is hella lonely, especially when you single. Sleeping around with random girls I meet on the road is too risky. Let's just say I fucked around and found out. Girls are soo fucking crazy these days man. The letters NDA don't mean a damn thing to these girls on the streets. But Jerry's business is just for that. His girls are clean, quiet, and professional. I blame Kendall for me even having his number in my phone.

I don't know if Kendall fucks other guys when she runs away, probably, but I rather not think about that. I still feel like we'll end up marrying eachother one day when she's done playing around. Until then, I'll settle for being her rebound. Never thought I would say that about a woman, ever. But she's my weakness.

"Hey sexy!" Her voice is like medicine to my soul.

"Hey beautiful, wassup?"

"Stay with me this weekend while you play in LA?" I don't even know why she asks when we both already know the answer.

"Sounds good Ken.." I try to sound casual like these calls don't affect me, and it's probably why I'm stuck in this situation. I should just say no like my mind is tellin' me to but my heart wants what it wants or whatever Selena Gomez said. Anyways, here we go again..

*****

We finally touched down in the beautiful city of Los Angeles. The good part is that I love being in LA whether Kendall fuckin' with me or not. It's just poppin' like that. Everyone is already talking about a night at Poppy nightclub which I am more than ready for. All this winning calls for a celebration right?

Poppy was lit the last time we were there. So much baddies everywhere. Even Bol Bol caught a baddie haha! It was funny as hell man.  I was wild that night, did a few things I wasn't proud of but that was when Ken and I were off.

The team checked into our hotel and began to prepare for our game versus the Lakers. I texted Kendall asking her if she was going to make it but still got no reply. Typical. Maybe it's better that she don't. I been doin' just fine without her.

"Bro stop checkin' your damn phone and lock in boy." KD called me out while we waited for the game to start. He was right, I needed to keep my head in the game. One more dub Suns, let's get it.