This needed to be done. I haven't wrote a chapter like this in a hot minute.
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Saint Smith
2:00am
Lisa's party was pretty much over. She was passed out on the couch while Keone and I cleaned what garbage was left in the living room. Cassie was upstairs cleaning our room and getting everything prepared for our trip back home when we woke up.I wasn't even tired. That nap I took had me running around. I tied up the garbage bag I used to put trash in and put it in the kitchen.
I watched as Keone lifted Lisa up from the couch and took her upstairs. He looked tired as shit. He was bout to knock out.
I took a deep breath looking around to make sure everything was clean before I shut the lights off.
Then I walked up the stairs and down the hall. The bathroom door was open while steam escaped, meaning Cassie was most likely finished cleaning the room and had just got out of the shower.
I decided to get in as well.
Stripping my clothes off in the bathroom, I hopped into the shower, lathering myself in soap. After my shower, I grabbed my towel that hung from one of the racks. I wrapped it around my waist and went into the room.
The room, spotless but Cassie was no where to be found. I figured she went into the bathroom after I left it through the door connecting it to our room.
"Cass?" I called out.
"Yeah." She answered.
"Oh okay. I was just making sure you was here." I sighed, drying myself off.
"Oh okay." She answered again.
"You know, ima admit that party was a lil fun after my luh buzz went away." I said.
"Oh really?" She said in a happy tone.
"Yeah. I just don't know how I'm finna get to sleep." I sighed. "That nap I took got me up now."
"Yeah. Naps'll do that to you." She said.
She was being mad dry with this conversation right now. Her tone of voice was different too. She just sounded weird all together.
I brushed it off, throwing a white tee on and getting into bed. I sat up against the head board waiting for her.
Scrolling through my phone, I heard the bathroom door open and Cassie step into the room.
As I scrolled through it, I felt her get on top of me. Damn there all her skin was pressed against mine and I was hella confused. With her finger, she lowered my phone down so I could look up at her.
Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail and she was in the pink bra and thong set I had picked out for her the other day.
I put my phone down, staring into her eyes. I was speechless. I didn't even know what to say.
"What're you doing?" I asked.
"Nothing." She said, pulling down my boxers just a little. Revealing my dick, she stroked it trying to get me hard and it worked.
Putting my hands behind my head, I watched as she jerked me off.
"Shit." I mumbled.
I gripped her butt, playing with the strings on her thongs.
I pulled them, hearing the sound snap against her skin and she liked it. Then she slid down on me, and started giving me top.
She jerked and sucked, and sucked and jerked all while I was trying not to nut.
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Love and Basketball ||Urban(DAVE EAST)
General FictionCassie + Saint = Basketball 🏀? (Yeah...I'm not good at descriptions so just read and find out...😉) also I'm splitting this book into two parts. Y'all gon see why. It's a looooooong book. (COMPLETED)