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when you get home | marquese chriss

when you get home

dedicated to: Beautiful_Naee
explicit ☻

It was a Saturday night, and the Phoenix Suns were playing at home against the Utah Jazz. The arena was packed with supporters from both teams, and the air was thick, for it was the fourth quarter with thirty seconds left and both teams were tied.

There Mya stood amongst fellow Suns' fans, watching her boyfriend, Marquese, get himself in place on the court. She was incredibly proud of his accomplishments, especially the accomplishments he made during this particular game. With twenty-two points, three rebounds, and five assists, Marquese was one of the lead scorers of the entire game. "Let's go, baby!" she screamed, clapping her hands and smiling widely at the 6'10 young man who couldn't help but send a wink her way.

The ref blew the whistle as the Sun's had the ball in their possession. Tyson rolled the ball inbounds, letting Devin take watch over the ball before picking it up before it reached towards the other side of the court. Devin dribbled the ball around the court a little before laying eyes on Marquese, passing the ball towards him. Marquese caught the ball with ease, glancing up at the clock— ten seconds; Marquese faked a shot, dribbling it passed his defender and towards the basket.

Five, four, three, two..

Marquese laid the ball up and watched it go in as the Talking Stick Resort Arena erupted into a fit of screams. The Suns' bench ran onto the court, as well as their coaches and rallied around Marquese, grouping him into a huddle and celebrating his game-winning shot. Mya couldn't help but jump up and down in excitement for her man, as well as the rest of the team. They all had been working so hard during the season, and to see them take another victory was the icing on the cake for her.

Marquese squeezed out of the huddle for a while to make eye contact with his girlfriend, smirking and opening his arms out wide. Mya received the hint and ran out of the stands and onto the court, jumping into Marquese's arms, wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. "You did it, baby!" she squealed, kissing his neck, not caring how sweaty it was. "You know I couldn't have done half of the things I do without your support, baby girl," Marquese smiled, rubbing Mya's back softly as he held her up in his arms, "You're one of my main supporters, and without you, I don't know where I'd be. Thank you for being here every step of the way."

*

Mya and Marquese made it back to Marquese's two story house, kicking their shoes off and making their way up to Marquese's bedroom. Although she knew Marquese was exhausted from playing, she wanted to show him how much she loved him, as well as how deserving he was for doing such a great job all season.

The two hadn't been intimate in quite some time; with Marquese's games and Mya's job, they never seemed to make time for that. Every time they were in each other's presence, they were exhausted.

"Baby?" Mya called out, watching as her man took off his warm-up shirt. As she looked at his toned abs, she couldn't help but bite on her bottom lip slightly; 'Damn, his body is gorgeous,' she thought to herself. "Babe?" Marquese asked with a raise of an eyebrow, snapping Mya out of her thoughts. "Oh, y-yeah?" Mya asked in a confused fashion, forgetting that she had called Marquese. Letting out a chuckle, Marquese shook his head, "You called me?"

"Oh, right! I-I wanted to talk to you about our.. sex life."

"What about it?" Marquese asked in a casual tone. "I just think we're lacking in it right now. We haven't been intimate in a while, and.. I miss you. I miss your touch— the way you make love to me. I just miss it.. When can we get back to that?" Mya confessed, looking at her boyfriend intently.

Marquese's eyes averted to Mya's, seeing the amount of lust she held in her orbs. He missed her just as much as she missed him, and to say he didn't want to lay the pipe on her would be a lie. He understood that he needed to make time to pleasure his princess,
for he knew how much she adored the attention her body was so used to receiving. "Why don't we change all that right now?"

Mya's eyes slowly widened as Marquese played with the hem of his Nike shorts, pulling them, as well as his boxers, down low enough to the point where Mya could see his v-line. Ushering for Mya to follow him into the bathroom, Marquese gave her a smirk as he walked towards the bathtub, turning on the shower head and taking off the rest of his clothing.

Mya giggled like a school girl before getting off of the bed, taking off her different articles of clothing while making her way into the bathroom behind Marquese. Mya closed the door behind her as she watched the steam come from behind the shower curtain Marquese had pulled up to cover his naked body, only to tease Mya.

"Oh, so we're playing that game, eh?" Mya smirked, slowly pulling back to shower curtain and getting in behind Marquese.

*

"Take this dick, baby," Marquese groaned in Mya's ear, holding onto her tightly as her chest was pressed up against the wall. Her pants and moans could be heard throughout the bathroom, and the warm water that hit her and Marquese's skin only seemed to make their body's glisten against each other even more.

Marquese took a handful of Mya's, now, soaking wet curly hair, making sure to pound himself into her as fast as he could. "Waaaait, daddy, that's too— Ah!" Mya screamed, scratching the tile on the wall with her acrylic nails. "You said you wanted this dick, so take it. All of it," Marquese commanded, slightly out of breath from putting all his energy into making Mya feel good.

A familiar feeling made its way to Mya's stomach as her mouth flew agape, no sound coming out of it. "You're gonna cum, aren't you, baby girl?" "Yes, daddy, I'm gonna cum so hard on your dick," Mya moaned slightly, letting her head drop as she felt Marquese tense up inside of her. They released themselves together, Mya's cum flowing down Marquese's length as Marquese's cum stayed inside of Mya's sore pussy.

"I missed that so much," Mya breathed out, turning herself around and pecking Marquese's lips.

"Then I think we should have a round two," Marquese smirked, slapping Mya's ass as she blushed, giving Marquese another passionate kiss that would lead into another shower sex session.

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