A game of Basketball

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Vanilla. For some odd reason when I typed regular, it autocorrected as "Reginald.''

"BOOM." I say. Me and Brendon  were playing a game of basketball at the local park." Layup!" I laugh." Your defense is shabby." I tell him." Yeah,but my offense is on point!" He says trying to shoot a layup. "BLOCK." The basketball goes further into the distance," Y/N?" He says trying to let his breath catch up with him."Yes?" I ask back." How-How long have you played basketball?" I laugh."A lot longer than you."
   I go get the ball."I hope you're ready!" He just rolls his eyes as a response to my cockiness. I shoot a three-pointer." Oh, I made it imagine that!" Me and Brendon play until about five o'clock. I decide to cook tonight for him because I completely destroyed his pride in basketball. I also decide to to something a little extra. I place his food on the table." So, what are you doing tomorrow?" I ask." Just going to the studio as usual, I might work out. I need to get faster to beat you." He says jokingly. A few minutes after we get done eating, I go upstairs and put on Brendon's favorite pair of lingerie(not what he wears but his favorite he likes to see me wear lol) and some black heels.

I walk down the stairs, the sounds of my heels hitting the ground make it almost impossible to go incognito."He babe." I say looking at him."He-He-Hey Y/N." He stutters. I walk closer to him and squat by his now open legs.

" I know I royally fucked you playing basketball today. I guess it's my turn." And with that sentence being said Brendon bends down and kisses me rough, but passionately. I pull on his tie and lead him to the bedroom. He starts to take off his clothes, the only reason he was in a suit was because he had a meeting earlier. I take off my lingerie. He kisses me again and starts to move down my neck. I moan as he soon finds my sweet spot. He moves down to my chest and flicks my nipple with his tongue while he pinched the other."Brendon." I moan. He now moves to the place where the hem of my underwear was supposed to be, but instead of doing what I thought he would do, I heard the sound of a foil wrapper hit the ground and get caught in the vent's hot air. He slams inside of me and goes fast. My fingers keeping a hold of the black silky hair."Scream my name." He says, and I soon follow his command," BRENDON." I manage to spit out. He somehow manages to go harder and faster. This time, he didn't have to tell me,"Brendon!." My moans soon get louder."I'm gonna cu-." That's all he had to say,"Me too." Soon after,we both finish at the same time. He lays beside of me, only our panting fills the room with should,then
   "Y/N, can we play basketball more often?"

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