Jealousy •D'Angelo Russell•(Niee)

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Niee's pov

"Are you sure that's what you want to wear that to the party?" D'Angelo asks me for the hundredth time.

"Yes I am sure. Why is it bothering you?" I reply.

"Why? Look at you. You look sexy in that tight dress. The guys will be looking at you like some piece of meat." He says.

"D. It's okay. You know I'm only interested in you." I give him a sweet kiss to a sure him.

We grab the rest of our things and head out to car.

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D'Angelo pov

I was talking to Julius Randle at the open bar. I saw Niee from across the room socializing like she always is. She was talking to the other wives and girlfriends. I made some small talk with Julius for awhile. When I turned my attention back to Niee I saw her talking to the rookie Ingram.

My full attention stayed on the two. I watch her face lift up into a smile and she laughs. She only laughs like that unless it's me. Is she flirting?

"Dude. Russell. Hello!" Julius waves his hands in front of my face and I snap my head back to him.

"Sorry. Excuse me." I walk over in the direction of Niee and Ingram. I watch as her hand lands on his arm and she laughs again. I waste no more time getting over to Niee. I come behind her placing my hands on her waist.

"Hey Russell!" Ingram says. This rookie has no idea who he's messing with.

"Hey Ingram." I say. "Hate to interrupt but I need to talk to MY girlfriend for a second."

"But we were just about to talk-"

"Walk with me." I say and turn her around going in another direction.

"What are you doing?" She asks harshly, stepping out of my grip.

"Why are you flirting with the rookie?" I ask not so nicely.

"I wasn't-"

"Don't lie to me Niee."

"Does it make you jealous?" Niee asks me in a very sexy tone.

"I think me and you need to go home." I grab her hand and when she doesn't pull back from me I take that as a go. We said quick goodbyes to everyone and left the party.

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Niee pov.

"You're in so much trouble." D'Angelo says to me as he presses me against the wall of living room.

"I wasn't flirting." I try to convince him. But even I knew I loved to see him jealous.

"Oh yes you were. Niee you're mine and only mine. And I'm going to make sure you don't forget it." He pins me harder against the wall and starts to kiss my neck roughly.

"Show me then." I whisper in his ear. My legs go around his waist and we begin to roughly make out. He carries me up to the bedroom quickly.

I felt my back hit the mattress and D'Angelo was hovering above me. I start to loosen up the buttons on his shirt while he continues his assault on my neck. He glides his hands up and down my legs, occasionally one will go under my dress and between my thighs.

"I'll show you." He whispers in my ear and my chills multiples under his touch.

He starts to slowly unzip my dress and in one swift movement it was off. I was left in my matching lace set.

"You're mine." He repeats and connects our lips back together. I slide off his shirt and start to unzip his pants. We toss those clothes to the side. He moves his lips down to my neck and makes a trail all the way to my stomach. His eyes look back up at me to ask for permission. I nod my head and he pulls down my panties. I watch him take off his boxers quickly.

He definitely didn't waste anytime slamming into me. I moaned out his name and my head rolls back against the bed.

"No one can make you feel as good as I do." He says and goes a lot faster.

"Oh my god." I moan and put my arms around his shoulders. My nails dig into his back at each hard thrust. "Don't stop!" I say.

"Tell me who makes you feel this good! Say my name!" He demands and sweat was forming on our bodies.

"D'Angelo!" I moan his name and he goes in deeper if that was in even possible. My body was getting overwhelmed by how good he was making me feel. I dig my nails into the skin on his shoulders. He groans when he felt that and starts to speed up.

I felt that familiar knot in my stomach and my toes curled. "D'Angelo!" I moan his name louder than before. I reach my high and I let myself collapse around him. He follows shortly after.

"Don't forget only I can make you feel like that." He whispers and gives me a strong passionate kiss.

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