I am back AND I'M BETTER
And yes I know I said I was finished but...
Time to open up your imagination with your favourite ball players once again.
*NOT TAKING ANY REQUESTS*
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✨Kaetlyn Young✨
Kaetlyn sat down on the couch she shared with her boyfriend Klay Thompson, slowly swirling a glass of red wine, waiting for his arrival.
Enough was enough.
Kaetlyn felt that her boyfriend wasn't there for her anymore. She was pushing a 120% into the relationship and he wasn't even trying anymore.
Distance make the heart grow fonder they say. Out of sight out of mind they also say.
Kaetlyn felt that he stayed away from her so he can slowly erase her out of his life.
However she wasn't letting that happen. She fought too hard for a relationship with the man. After years of constant back and forth if they really like each other, they finally got together.
This is not one of the thunderstorms she wanted to experience.
The clock on the living room wall struck twelve as she sipped her fourth glass. He promised he will be home at eight. She didn't understood why she believed him. He never reaches home at eight.
Beyoncé's Hold Up blasted through the room on repeat as she patiently watched the door for the man she loved.
Klay pulled up in the driveway after spending the night out with his teammates and a couple of girls. He knew he told Kaetlyn he was going to be back at eight, but he got caught up.
Walking towards the door, he heard the voice of Beyoncé blasting through the house. He knew he was on some deep shit.
"Can't believe she brought out fucking Lemonade." He mumbled to himself as he opened the door. As soon as the door closed behind him he was bombarded with questions.
"Who in the world are you fucking Klay?" She asked quietly as she took a sip of her red wine. Klay rose his brow, confused by her accusations.
"Why you think I'm fucking someone else every time I come home late?"
"That doesn't answer my question Alexander."
"I'm not fucking anybody Kaetlyn." He responded with his arms across the chest. Kaetlyn threw her now empty wine glass at the wall next to him. Klay watched the broken glass on ground and the emotionally stable woman who finally stood up from the chair.
"What the fuck was that?" He asked with a deep stern voice. Kaetlyn took a deep breath as she tried to calm down her nerves.
"I am fucking sick and tired of your bullshit Klay. You have me look like a fucking fool in these streets damn well know you out here with these hoes. I did not put in all this work for you to fucking cheat on me." She yelled as she walked towards him with a pointed finger.
"I am tired of your lies. I am tired of the way you make me feel like shit. I'm sick of your shit."
"You don't think I'm sick of your as well." He yelled back straight in her face. Kaetlyn was taken a back at the nerve the man in front of her had. Anger took over her body as the next thing she noticed that her palm was connected to the right side of his face.
"Kaetlyn."
"Don't you fucking Kaetlyn me. You feel you are a big bad boss, what the fuck you going do?" She said as she yelled in his face. Klay took a couple deep breaths as he tried not to hit back the woman in front of him.
"Kaetlyn. What we both need to do is relax before one of us get hurt okay." Klay said as calmly as possible as he clenched his jaw.
"Bitch try me." She said as her hands connected to his face. In a quick second Klay's hand was around her throat and pushed her against the wall.
"What did I say?"
"You know sex doesn't make this entire situation better." Klay started to rant as he pounded deep inside Kaetlyn's wet cove. He had her hands handcuffed to the bed post and her shit balled up in her mouth.
"But you disrespecting me. Oh ima fuck you so hard you will not be able to say proper words for weeks." He continued speeding up his pace. Tears ran down her eyes as her throat went dry from the muffled screams. The pleasure was unbearable at this moment as her fifth climax was near.
"I just want you to fucking understand one thing." He said as he hit her spot over and over again. He slowed down a bit to catch himself as he felt her walls clenching tightly around him.
"I will always Love your stubborn ass. Don't come at me backwards ever again. You understand." He said as he sped back up his strokes. He was met with muffle sounds which wasn't satisfactory enough for him.
"I asked if you understand." He said as he smacked her ass loudly. She let out a louder moan and nodded her head as she laid there on her stomach taking his dick.
"Great. You can come for Papi now." That was all she wanted to hear as her juices flow down her thighs and all over his member. Soon after a series of groans left his lips as he filled her up with his seed.
Kaetlyn's body collapsed on the bed as he slowly pulled out of her. He took off the handcuffs and the shirt as he massaged her wrists from the bounds.
"I love you. I really do." He said as he kissed her lips.
