The journey of two different individuals as they navigate the world of social media fame and professional basketball in, "The Influence."
Dearra Taylor x Klay Thompson
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Dearra felt a plethora of kisses trail down her body. She assumed it was just a really good dream, but then she felt the blanket leave her body. The sudden cold air caused her body to tense up. She opened her eyes seeing Klay hovering over her frame. He placed delicate love marks over her neck making her hold the back of his head.
"Baby, what are you doing?" She said through her small yawns.
"Just waking you up." He laid his head on her stomach while resting between her legs.
She closed her eyes back, "Stop it, I'm still sleepy." She told him as she drifted back asleep.
It didn't last for long before Klay started kissing her again. This was the most affectionate and loving he's ever been. It could be that they finally made their relationship official. Their night on the yacht debunked any question marks behind their relationship.
"You been sleep all morning." He told the sleeping girl, he looked up realizing she fell back asleep.
Suddenly she felt her shirt being lifted up, and she wasn't wearing any underwear. Two choices replayed in her mind. One, let Klay finish whatever he was about to start. Two, tell him no and to let you finish your beauty rest.
When she felt her legs being spread completely open, she already knew which option was better. He pushed her legs towards her chest, leaving her fully exposed to him.
He would never get use to how beautiful she looked everywhere. Each time was like their first time, and Dearra loved that. She never knew what to expect, but she knew it was going to be good and probably leave her crying, or without a voice.
His warm tongue slowly licked from her hole to her clit, before he sucked on it. This feeling had woken up the tired girl completely. He sucked and licked her everywhere, and the feeling was intensive.
Her hands gripped the bed sheets tugging at the fabric roughly. He blew down on her spot, and the cool sensation was reliving. That didn't last long before he started eating her out again.
She watched as Klay lifted up towards her, he lightly tapped her cheek, "Open up." She did as told opening her mouth, and he placed two fingers inside. She sucked his fingers, before he used them to flick her clit repeatedly.
She grabbed his wrist, "K-klay." He couldn't care less about all the squirming and whining she did, in the end she was always going to take it.
"Hm?" He said.
Her body arched off the bed and her moans could be heard from afar. He pressed down on her stomach, "It feel good?" he asked, but she didn't reply.
He roughly slapped her thigh for not responding, "You can't hear me?"
"I-I can." She replied, as his finger glided in and back out.
"Baby." She said, hoping he would ease up on his assault.
