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jersey - isaac okoro

this is short uhm

i have been waiting here for what feels like 3 fucking days. isaac is out for practice, he said he's going home. he said that 4 times already.

i changed into one of his jersey where he played with McEachern and won the championship. i decided to cook dinner, since it really is getting fucking late and im not going to sit here and wait for him.

the noodles were boiling, and i was washing the shrimps, when i felt a pair of hands around my waist.

"wassup baby" isaac mumbles deeply into my neck and he presses his lips onto my cheek. i turn around to face him and press my lips onto his.

"sorry im late" he says as repeatedly kisses my neck,
"its okay" (it isnt :) ) i say to him and give him a small smile,
"how was practice?" i ask as he unwraps his arms and walk over to the couch,
"it was exhausting man, plus coach was screaming the entire time i have no idea what the fuck's wrong with him-" he says as his voice lowered down when he turn to me.

"damn baby" he says standing up and lifting me, setting aside the pasta and putting me on the table. he rubs my thighs as he licks his bottom lip,
"you fine as hell" he says as he leans in for a kiss and i meet him halfway, the kiss started off playful until isaac deepens it.

"the pasta might fall off" i mumble within the kiss and he just lifts me up.
"who says we're fucking on here?" he says pulling away and carrying me on his shoulder,

"baby you have no idea how bad im going to break yo back"

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hi ladies i hOPE Y'ALL LIKED THIS ONE IM DOING MY OTHER ONE TOMORROW I LITERALLY JUST DID THIS JUST IN BETWEEN CHECKING IF MY MOM WAS GOING TO WAKE UP. THATS ALL LOVE YOU BITCH MWAH