The Baby Blue Bentley {Russell Westbrook}

Chapter XXVI

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"Fuck, fuck, FUCK!" I screamed, Russell yanked my hair back as I screeched with delight. He pounded me from behind, faster and harder. I screamed and moaned, as the anticipation filled throughout my whole body. Hormones filled me up, pumping throughout me, the buildup of ecstasy driving me wild. My whole body erupted in goosebumps as an intense orgasm came over me. I moaned Russell's name over and over, before I felt hot liquid running down my legs. My legs were shaking and they felt like gelatin. Russell groaned almost immediately after, signaling he was done as well. He licked my liquid off my legs, smacking his lips.

"Goddamn, baby girl, you're so sweet," I blushed at his compliment. He stood up, throwing the used condom in the trash next to the bed, as I flipped onto my back, lying onto the bed.

"You only lasted fifty minutes that time," I told him, laughing, "Seriously, how the hell do you last that long?"

"You always cum within the first seven minutes," He reminded me, smiling. I smiled back at him, trying to rub the sleepiness from my eyes. It was only ten at night but I was exhausted. He watched me and shook his head, leaning against the door frame, "You're the most beautiful girl in the world."

I couldn't stop the smile that spread across my face when his words tumbled past his lips. I covered my face with my hands as my face heated, signaling I was blushing. "Stop! You're making me blush!" He jumped on top of me on the bed, making me scream in surprise. He grabbed my wrists, separating my hands from my face, kissing my lips passionately. I giggled into our kiss, as he tugged on my bottom lip with his teeth. He pecked my lips a couple more times, before he stopped and stared into my eyes. He brushed my hair out of my face, tucking it behind my ear. His eyes were mesmerizing. He was mesmerizing. He traced the pad of his thumb over my cheek. He kissed my forehead tenderly.

"I love you," He whispered. A small smile played across my lips. I pushed my fingers though his curls.

"I love you," I said back to him. My phone began to vibrate on the nightstand for the thousandth time this evening, tearing Russell and I from our moment.

"That must be the seventieth time tonight, you should probably answer it," He told me, smiling. He reached over for it and handed it to me. "It's your Mom."

I stared at the screen, contemplating answering the phone. I sighed and accepted the call. "Hey," I greeted, clearing my throat.

"Thank God, you finally finished having sex and decided to pick up the damn phone," She accused. My face instantly heated up.

"We, um, weren't... doing the, um, I was taking... a... nap, yeah, a nap," I stuttered, mentally slapping myself.

"It's okay, Monica, I need you to come over though," She demanded, "As in, right now."

"I'm exhausted—" I didn't feel like moving. My job was becoming to grow more and more stressful, the press was overwhelming me, my sister was getting more and more annoying and I felt as though I needed a break. 

"Come on, I'll be waiting on you," With that, she hung up the phone. I brought the phone away from my ear and groaned. I stood up and walked towards the dresser to put some clothes on. I grabbed a sports bra, sweats and a tee. I put it all on, leaving Russell on the bed. I grabbed my keys, blowing him a kiss before walking out of the door.

Thirty minutes later, I arrived at my parents mansion in Edmond, Oklahoma. I slammed my car door shut, dragging my feet all the way up to the front door. I took a deep breath, knowing this visit with my mother was going to require patience. I knocked on the door. Within seconds,  she opened the door, stepping aside to allow me inside.