NBA Imagines

Acquaintances •Kyrie Irving•(Jordyn)

*explicit content*

-Jordyn's pov-

"Oh my god you're so stupid." Kyrie says as we were face to face in a argument about god knows what now.

"I know I'm talking like an idiot. I have to, otherwise you wouldn't understand what I'm saying." I shot back at him and this silences him.

"Are you two done now?" One of my best friends say to me. She brought me to this club because she was friends with Kevin Love. If you ask me they had to be more than just friends.

"I'll be done when she's done." Kyrie says and Kevin walks up beside him.

"How about you two just split apart from each other. This is a club. Mingle for Gods sake." Kevin says, obviously annoyed at the bickering between us two.

I huff out in annoyance and walk over to the bar to get myself a drink. Me and Kyrie have know each other for awhile and we have never gotten along.

"When will you two ever just give it a rest?" My friend asks me and she orders two drinks.

"He drives me mad. I can't stand him. He always tries his best to make me so pissed. And he does a damn good job at it." I take a slow sip of the fruity drink and caught a little buzz from it.

"Well tonight you're here to have fun. Don't let him be a buzz kill. Besides keep coming back with those comments and he'll for sure leave you alone." My friend gives me a pat on my back as a good luck and leaves me standing at the bar.

I turn myself around and watch her go out to the dance floor to dance with Kevin. They are totally going to bang tonight. I take a big sip of my drink and decided to dance myself.

I get on the dance floor and start grinding on any dude that wanted me to. Which was a lot. I was so caught in the music that I didn't even realize who I was dancing with. Whoever it was they knew what they were doing.

"Damn girl you got some nice moves." That voice rang in my ear and as soon as I figured out who it was I didn't move. I was having fun and besides I probably wouldn't even remember this in the morning.

"Kyrie. What a surprise to see you here." I say loudly so he could hear me.

"How about we not argue. Ive got a better idea." He takes my arm and pulls me through the crowd of people. He leads me into a dark hallway filled with doors and randomly opens one up.

Once we are both in the room he slams the door shut. He takes my waist and pushes me up against the wall. I didn't stop him either, as much as my mind was telling me no.

"I hate you." Kyrie says and then attaches his lips down to my neck. I move my neck to let him have easier access.

"I hate y-you." I reply and bite my lip when he finds my sweet spot. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of me moaning from his touch.

Kyrie moves his hands under my butt and he grasp onto it. I take that as a signal to jump. He catches me in his arms and moves over to a empty bed. We start to make out really hard until we could barely breathe.

I felt his hand move up under my dress and he latches on to my panties. In one swift movement he pulls them down my legs. I felt myself get very wet from wanting his touch so desperately.

"Let's see how much you really hate me." He whispers in my ear and with out any warning, he slides one finger up my slit. I suck in a deep breath at the feeling and my hands clutch the sheets.

Kyrie inserts one of his fingers in my entrance and that's all it takes for me to moan. He starts to pump his fingers at a fast pace and my head was getting fuzzy from such pleasure. He knew exactly what he was doing.

I grip harder on to the sheets and felt myself getting closer to my high. "H-holy shit." I manage to say through my moans. In the process Kyrie was kissing my neck, leaving hickeys every where.

"I'm close." I say and just as I did Kyrie pulls his finger out leaving me there in shock.

"We'll finish this later. If you want?" I laid there on the bed with him overtop of me.

"We're finishing this now." I take the collar of his shirt and pull his lips down to mine. I push against his chest and make him turn over. He leans himself against the head board of the bed as we continue making out again.

I unzip his pants and slide them down along with his boxers. I lift myself up and then position myself so his erection will slide into my entrance. I nice and easy slide down on to him so I could adjust to his size.

We both moan each other's names loudly and he grips my hips hard. I start to ride him and he helps me set a pace we both enjoyed.

"Oh my god." I hold onto his shoulders for stability.

"I'm gonna..." I start to say and this time I let myself reach my orgasm. And it never felt better.

"Damn baby girl." He moans and keeps guiding me until he finished out his orgasm.

"I still hate you." I say and gently pull myself off. I go find my panties and put them back on quickly.

"We never speak of this moment." Kyrie says and zips up his pants.

"Never." And with that said we leave the room to go back out to the party.

But of course it just wasn't a one time thing. It happened almost every weekend. Drunk or not.

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I hope you enjoyed that Jordyn ;)

This was kinda fun to write lol and I'm a smart ass 99.9% of the time so I tried to be clever with comebacks.

Till next timeee :)