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Sneaky-(Derrick Rose)-*Explicit* For Kelsey

You rested you head on your head, bored out of your mind. Derrick rested his hand on your knee, caressing the skin. You slid away from Derrick, but got trapped in the booth between him and the wall. "Damn, when is the food gonna get here?" Joakim groaned. Point guard, Jimmy Butler just chuckled. "You're not going to starve"  Jimmy Derrick slide his hand over to your exposed thigh, and rubbed his thumb over the smooth skin. "Stop" you mumbled. Derrick laughed along with the guys and moved his hand further up your skirt. "I'm serious." You shivered as Derrick ran a finger up and down your covered slit. You moaned, quickly covering it up with a cough. You could feel yourself getting moist as he played with you. As Derrick moved your panties to the side, you spread your legs wider to give him more access. Jimmy and Joakim  talked to Derrick, and he responded, carrying on the conversation, while you practically contained the urge to moan and writhe under his touch. He smiled, at you; his lust-filled brown eyes sparkling. Derrick rubbed soft circles on your clit, which made the small nub harden in response. He slipped his long, middle finger inside you, and began to rub your clit. You wrapped your hand around Derrick's wrist, pushing his fingers deeper. "Isn't that right Kelsey?" Joakim asked. You snapped out of trance, you were so into Derrick stuffing his fingers into your swollen entrance, that you had zoned out of everything.

That didn't stop Derrick's action.

He rubbed your clit even faster. "I-um was daydreaming," you stammered, "what were we talking about again?" Before Joakim could even answer, the waitress came over. "Here is your food" the waitress interrupted. Derrick pulled his hand from underneath your skirt. She handed everyone their plate. "If there is anything you all need just let me know." Joakim and Jimmy dug into the food, and didn't even bother to come up for air. "Thank you, but I don't think they need anything other than food right now" Derrick answered. The waitress smiled and walked off. The Chicago Bull's point guard dug his fingers back into your soaking entrance to continue his actions while he ate. 'These hands, these talented hands.' They could win games, and bring you pleasure. You ate your food to make sure nothing seemed to suspicious, just in case one of the boys looked up. He thrust his fingers into you, your g-spot being assaulted by his fingers. You glanced down to see the juices from your entrance, running down his fingers, and that sent you over the edge. His fingers were gripped by your walls as you came. Derrick took his fingers out of you and began to eat his ribs. He finished one rib, and licked your juices and the barbeque sauce of his fingers. You watched on as he licked his lips. "Damn, why are you looking at him like that?" Joakim asked. You moved your eyes back over to your food and began to eat.

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P.S: This was originally suppose to be a Chris Paul imagine, but I changed it, so if you sees Chris' name, that's why lol.