She sat on the dark green bleachers with her arms tightly crossed and her legs crossed, her right leg impatiently bounced up and down. Her gaze was fixed on her boyfriend, who was dribbling a reddish brown Spalding basketball engraved on the polished red oak hardwoods. She watched as he ran back and forth on the court, the sound of his sneakers squeaking and the constant thud of the ball hitting the floor echoing in the gym. Frustration seeped out of her lips as she let out a sigh, her brown pupils flicking towards her dark green watch. The clock read 12:00, and she knew that she was running out of patience.
Ever since Kevin, Kim's boyfriend who played for the Houston Rockets, called her to pick him up for basketball, she had been sporting a sour attitude. Despite it being one of Kevin's important practice nights for the team's upcoming game, Kim didn't want to wait around for him all night.
"Kevin! When are you gonna be done practicing for this dumb ass game! " Kim yelled, catching Kevin's attention. He jogged over to her, a smirk on his face.
"Babe, it's not a dumb ass game. It's the playoffs. And I'll be done in about an hour, okay? Just hang tight, please?" Kevin told her calmly, his voice laced with sincerity.
Kim sighed again but nodded, knowing how important the playoffs were for Kevin and his team. She uncrossed her arms and legs, trying to relax as she watched Kevin return to the court. She couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and admiration for him, seeing how dedicated he was to the sport.
The minutes ticked by, Kim pulled out her phone and scrolled through social media, trying to pass the time. She couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy as she saw other couples out on dates and having fun, while she sat here in a gym. But then, as Kevin made a particularly impressive shot, she was getting very horny.
"Kevin! I want to go home and I need some dick!" She whined, her voice echoing through the gym. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Kevin's practice ended.
He jogged over to Kim, sweat glistening on his forehead. "Sorry for making you wait, babe. Ready to go home? I'll handle that attitude when we get home." Kevin whispered in her ear, kissing her cheek.
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Her hands and knees sinking into the soft blue sheets, her back arched as Kevin pounded into her from behind. His strong hands firmly gripped her wide hips, keeping them in place as he thrust into her at a slow yet rough pace. With each thrust, she let out a moan of pleasure while she took all of him in. The sight of her backside slapping against his pelvis only spurred him on, driving him to go deeper and faster with each passing moment. "Oh, Kevin...oh my god..." She moaned, completely lost in the moment. Forgetting about why she had an attitude in the first place.
Kim's hips swayed back and forth against him, they moved in sync at a rapid pace. "You need to lose that attitude," he growled, his hips grinding against hers even faster. Her sweet moans mixed with his deep groans as the bed creaked. "Yesss!" she slurred out, looking back at him as he smacked her behind. He knew exactly what she needed - he was going to show her a good time and fuck that attitude right out of her.
Kevin's grip on her wide hips tightened as he pounded into her, their bodies colliding with a force that made the headboard hit the wall. Kim's moans grew louder with each thrust, her body quivering with pleasure. Kevin leaned over her, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, "You're mine, Kim. All mine." he nibbles on her earlobe.
Kim's body trembled,"I'm yourss, I'm-cumming!!" her fingernails digging into the sheets, she creamed around on his dick Kevin groaned when her wet walls tightened around him while he swiftly pulled out, The couple laid there, panting and gasping for breath, their bodies still intertwined. Kevin rolled off her and pulled her close, her head resting on his chest as they both tried to catch their breath. "I'm sorry," she apologized, Kevin pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. "It's okay."
Kim smiled contentedly, feeling a sense of peace wash over her. Maybe she didn't need that attitude after all. As long as she had Kevin, she was complete.
