Thoren Knight's promising WNBA career was derailed by a devastating ACL injury in the final game of her college senior year championships.
Now 26, Thoren embraces a new role as the girls' Varsity basketball coach at Eastwood High School, which is kn...
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"Fuuuck," I screamed, bent over the couch while Thoren pounded me from behind. "Take it, baby," she grunted, gripping my hips and driving into me hard. We came together, both hitting our peak at the same time. I'll never get used to the way she fucks me—passionate, rough, and gentle all at once. I trust her and love how she handles my body, making me feel so fucking good, amazing, and safe.
She kissed my shoulder and then slowly pulled out, pulling up her shorts. "Hold on, babe, let me get some wipes," she said, running to the restroom and making me giggle. She came back and started to gently clean me up. I heard my phone ringing and knew it was Ava calling to say she was here to pick me up. I stood up and looked for my thong but couldn't find it. "Babe, what did you do with my thong?" I asked. Thoren looked at me and smirked. "I don't know, what did they look like again?" she teased. I laughed and rolled my eyes, knowing damn well she hid them from me. I'll never understand why she takes my panties every time we fuck. "They're red and lace.I better see them washed and folded when I come back," I glared at her. She smiled, "Yes, ma'am," and pulled me in for a kiss. "Have fun tonight and be safe," she told me. I nodded, "I promise, and I'll text you later," I said, kissing her again. I grabbed my jacket and purse. "Bye, baby," I said as I walked out of her penthouse.
I run down to Ava's truck and smile, "Hey, bitch," I say, grinning. She rolls her eyes and smirks, "I take it you two made up and got a lot of dick last night?" she asks. I smile, "And this morning," I add. She laughs, "That's my girl," she cheers. We both giggle together and take off back to her house to get my car. Her parents are still in Japan for their work conference, and I had told my parents, who are finally home, that I was at Ava's. We decided to be safe and left my car at her house when she took me over to Thoren's last night.
Ava wanted to know more about what we talked about and if we were on the same page about everything, so I told her everything. The girls are so pissed about Mari not taking the hint that I don't want to be with her, let alone go on a date with her. I'll admit I'm a friendly flirt, but I didn't realize how it looked until the girls told me. So, I can see why Thoren was so pissed off, which completely broke my heart. It also pissed me off that she was ignoring me and not talking to me—I mean, I was just bragging about her being so mature and talking about her feelings, and then she ignores me.
"Oh my god, I need to tell you something," Ava says, breaking me from my thoughts. I turn the music down and look at her. "I'm listening?" I say. She shrieks with excitement. "Okay, so me and Zoe went out last night to the gay bar, right? Well, there was that guy there," she says.
"Wait, the trans guy?" I ask.
"Yessss," she says with a big smile. "We started talking, and the next thing I know, we're making out, and he came home with me. Zoe ended up hooking up with some other girl."
