Every year in May, the NBA has its yearly, invite-only Draft Combine. It’s any draft contender’s time to show the fuck out. So me and seventy-five other top prospects will have a week in Chicago to showcase our skills, undergo measurements, and participate in drills and scrimmages for NBA teams personnel. This week is crucial because whatever happens during it can influence draft stock and eligibility decisions. We will have to undergo physical tests like vertical jump and sprints, shooting drills, and five-on-five gameplay. This invite puts me one step closer to my fucking dream.
“You still here?” he asks.
“Yeah. Yeah. Just taking this shit all in.”
“Take your time. It’s a lot but just know that everything coming your way is because you earned that shit. Don’t forget that and don’t take this invite lightly. A strong performance there will definitely secure you as a first-round pick. Come bythe office tomorrow afternoon so we can create our gameplan. Congrats again,” he says, then ends the call.
Tyriq Hill is going to the muthafucking Draft Combine!
I’m so damn hype I can’t even sit down any more. I’m up, off the bed, and pacing the room, smiling and shaking my head at the same damn time. Having dreams is one thing but actually seeing them come true is a mutha. I can’t even put this shit into words. I can’t. It’s unreal as hell and I damn near want to scream.
“Yeah!” I yell as I slap my tattoo on my arm. “You gotdamn right!”
When Teaira walks her fine ass out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, I’m still on a high. I rush over to her, scoop her up, then turn around and drop her onto the bed. I do that shit so fast she doesn’t have time to protest or say anything. However, when I’m hovering over her, she finally speaks.
“What are you doing? And why are you smiling like that?” she asks while smiling herself.
“A lot of good news in the last twenty-four and I want to celebrate.”
“I thought we were going to Morningside.”
“We are. Afterwards.” While my lips kiss hers, my hands move to the towel and I unhook it. It drops to her sides and my lips move to her titties. Taking my time, I kiss them next then trail down to her stomach. She smells and tastes so fucking good. I can kiss every inch of her, but right now, her pussy is calling me.
After kissing, licking, and sucking her stomach, I kiss along her inner thighs. She starts squirming then I lean in and lick her slit before tongue kissing her glistening pussy lips.
“Damn, Riq,” she moans.
“Nah. Damn you, Tee. You taste so fucking good.”
I continue to French kiss her pussy then slide my tongue into her opening. I’ve barely been kissing her and she’s already soaking wet. As I tongue fuck her, her moans and squirming speed up and I drink her juices. After placing my hands on her inner thighs, I spread her legs more then switch my focus to her clit. When I flick my tongue over it, her body jerks.
“Mmm,” she purrs, sound sexy as fuck.
I love the way she reacts to me, all of it. Her moans, how wet she gets, and the way she squirms all over the bed amps me up. Motivated as fuck, I slide my hands under her ass and grip it. After pulling her as close as I can to my mouth, I open her up more and bury my face in her sweet pussy. Her trembles turn into shakes and her hands grip my head. Seconds later, her whole damn body quivers and she cums, wetting up my whole face.
As shakes through her orgasm, I plant kisses on her inner thighs then kiss up her stomach all the way to her flushed face. My tongue licks across the small beads of sweat on her forehead. Then I stare down into her beautiful eyes.
“You good?” I smirk and she just shakes her head. “Good. You can get dressed now.”
As soon as I pull into a parking spot in Take Flight’s packed lot, my cell vibrates. Thinking it’s Rebel, I grab it out of my middle console. When I see the screen, I just laugh and shake my head. It’s a text from Tyriq.
Riq: You made it?
Me:Yes, but aren’t you driving?
Riq: Talk to text
Me:Still stop. I’m here and I see Rebel pulling up too.
Riq: Bet. Have fun and eat.
Me:Oh I am. I think I have my appetite back cause I’m hungry AF.
Riq: Call me when you make it back home.
Me:Yes sir??
I just shake my head as I stare at the screen. Tyriq has been so attentive, so sweet, and on top of everything I do. He checks on me all day, is obsessed with what I eat and drink, and tries to make sure I don’t overdo it.
