Chapter 14
NAOMI
Ismiled brightly for the cameras, excited to be partying with some of the league's best players.
The playoff field had officially been set, with my team placing first. Our record was history-making for the league, with thirty wins under our coach.
We were the heavy favorites to win the championship, but LA was close behind us at the number two spot with twenty-eight wins, so neither myself nor my teammates were celebrating too soon.
We wanted the 'ship in our hands before we celebrated in any type of way.
Tonight was about us ending the regular season and stepping into the postseason on top. There were a lot of people packed into club Blu to help us celebrate our accomplishments. The season had been good to me.
"The sky is beautiful tonight," I regarded while lying in Sin's arms. Outside on our suite's balcony, I pretended he wasn't chiefing and enjoyed the rise and fall of his chest as we both gazed at the stars dotting Atlanta's sky.
Although I was tired as hell after playing in the All-Star game, I couldn't resist sexing my man so good that we were both too spent to do anything but lay there.
"It is. However, nothing's more beautiful than you, my baby," Sin stated.
My heart swelled to the size of the moon. Sin had a way of treating me so wonderfully that I fell slap in love with his ass.
Thinking back to the All-Star Weekend, I couldn't believe it was all a blur now. That weekend had been special to me. It was the first time I admitted to myself that I had fallen for Sin.
Speaking of Sin, he was all over me. At every turn, his hands were on me, touching some part of me. He made me feel sexy as fuck. Although his hands were on a mission to feel me up, his eyes told the story of a man in deep adoration for the woman in his view.
I could say that me wearing this off-the-shoulder, slinky black dress brought out a different side of him, but this man was always the same — touchy and hella passionate.
Even if I was in a pair of jeans and a T-shirt, his eyes and hands caressed me.
Tonight, he just seemed — different. Like something was on his mind.
"You okay, Baby?" I asked him.
His arm, which was around my neck, pulled me closer. He kissed my ear. Sin smelled so good and looked even better in his black, tailored, designer tux.
"I'm perfect, Sweetheart. You good?"
Nodding, I said, "You seem in your head is all."
Sin's grin was sweet. "In my head about you." He tweaked my chin and brought my lips to his.
"Is that good or bad?" I questioned. We'd been so close over the months that I saw no one but him. I was expecting something to slow us down, and I hated that feeling.
His grin deepened. "I'm thinking about all the ways I'ma destroy ya pussy tonight."
I turned so red, I was about to catch on fire.
"I'm thinkin' about all the faces you gon' make while you're cummin' on my dick. I'm also thinkin' about the sounds you gon' make while I'm breaking you the fuck down."
My breathing was shallow, and my thighs shook a little. Between my legs, moisture clung to me. Hell, the area under my titties started sweating from the heat of Sin's gaze.
"So, in other words, you're gon' fuck me up?" I breathlessly questioned.
Sin winked and replied, "We gon' fuck each other up. Is that okay with you?"
My expression gave him his answer. "You sure nothing else is on your mind?"
This time when his lips touched my ear, he said, "I'm about to run to the restroom. By the time I get back, I want that doubt outcha' eyes and ya voice. Cool?"
Snickering, I said, "Okay."
Before leaving the table, he blessed me with a soul-stirring kiss. My man was so sexy tonight. Many eyes were on his tall frame as he waded through the crowd toward the restroom. Damn. Sin really had me so deep in love that I hated to feel like he would hurt me at some point.
"Damn, Naomi," a voice I could've gone the rest of my life without hearing, sounded beside me.
Snatching my gaze his way, I glared at Vick, who took it upon himself to ease into Sin's seat. "Leave," I demanded without preamble.
Vick's looks hadn't changed a bit. He paled in comparison to Sin, which had me wondering what made me see him as that nigga.
"I just came to say you look fine as hell. I've never seen you in a dress, so I had to come over here and pay you some compliments."
"You could've kept them to yourself. Your compliments are not wanted nor needed." What was he even doing here?
As if he read my mind, I followed his gaze to Fallon, who stood in a circle of other players, laughing at something one of them said.
"Things aren't serious with us just yet," he said.
Tilting my head back, I asked, "Oh, did I seem to care?"
He sheepishly shrugged.
"I asked you to leave."
"I wanna say sor-—"
"Save it!" I hissed. Vick was the reminder of both of my biggest failures. I was about to overreact and get upset, but Sin's deadly gaze locked on me from across the way. "And my man is on his way back over here, so you better leave like I asked."
Vick excused himself, realizing I wasn't about to play nice with him.
Instead of Sin coming back to our table, he kept walking without even acknowledging me. What was more worrisome was that he was headed straight for Vick.
Jumping up from my seat, I followed behind Sin, trying to catch up with his long stride. Absolutely nothing needed to jump off tonight, especially with all these damn people in the building.
SIN
I couldn't keep my hands off Naomi. Shiidd, every time she moved, I fucking moved. Lil' baby had me sold with who she was, as is, but seeing her in that damn dress tonight had me ready to ditch this party and take her ass back home right the fuck now.
She had all her titties and legs out, looking like a fucking pinup poster. Knowing she was all mine had a smile as wide as Texas staring back at me in the restroom mirror. After handling my business and washing my hands, I headed out of the restroom and back to my woman.
It didn't take a split second for me to lay eyes on her. The nigga in her face had me seeing red, though. Growling, I instinctively knew that it was her bitch-ass ex by the look on my lady's face and the look on his.
My stride carried me across the club just as ol' dude got up from the table to walk off. Naomi's eyes locked with mine before I settled mine back on the nigga that had me seeing and smelling blood.
Passing the table where I'd been sitting with Naomi, I quickly caught up with ol' boy.
"Aye, bruh," I called. The music was loud as fuck, but he heard me. He turned around and smirked when he saw it was me calling him.
I stuck my hand out. "Jamison," I introduced myself, trying to remain cordial. If this was anywhere but there, this nigga would've met a different Sin.
"Victor," he replied with a soft ass handshake.
"Vick, huh," I responded. "I saw you talkin' to my lady. What can I help you with?"
"Nothing, man." He chuckled. "You can't be 'round here checking every man that talks to Naomi. That is what you're doing, right? Trying to check me?"
His Jeoffrey-talking ass was about to get popped in his shit. I stepped closer to him, making sure he saw the crazy in my eyes.
"I'ain tryna do shit — I am. Keep ya muhfuckin' ass away from my woman. It ain't gon' be no other warnings." Just then, I felt Naomi's hand sliding into mine.
"Babe," she said, "let's go back to our table."
Vick chuckled as his eyes traveled Naomi's body. I stepped closer.
"Let me make something very clear," I directed to Vick. "I'ain one of those niggas that's gon' play 'bout her. Take my threat lightly if you want to. Ya mama gon' be missin' her fuckin' son."
"Sin," Naomi chided.
"Yeah, I hear you," Vick answered. He didn't give any last looks to Naomi before he turned and blended in with the crowd.
"Babe, really?" Naomi whined. She'd never whined before, causing me to laugh.
"Hell, yeah, really. That nigga had no fuckin' business being in ya face."
"He didn't say anything crazy," she defended, making me cock my head. She tugged my beard, bringing my lips to hers. "You know I don't give a fuck about him. My man is right here, giving me everything I've ever wanted and more."
I brought her into my arms and relaxed the mug on my face.
"I'm not gon' play about you," I reiterated. "I'on give a fuck who it is."
"I'm not gonna play about you either," she informed me while wrapping her arms around my neck.
"And I love that about you," I said. Naomi's face transformed into one of shock. Leaning down, I kissed her parted lips.
Naomi was still speechless as I led her back to our table. She spent the rest of the party quietly observing me. My touch, kisses, and presence told her everything she needed to know. I wasn't going any-damn-where.