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NOOOOOOOOOOOOO

NOW WHICH ONE OF YALL MADE PAIGE PRIVATE HER REPOSTS

THEY WERE MY PURPOSE OF LIVING OMG

i can’t do this

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actually me

Me defending Paige’s fashion choices

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ok the refs are getting paid

theres no way

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if south carolina does not get it together and do it quick

i’m done

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who in their right mind calls a moving screen in the final four with 3 seconds left and the team down by one…

that ref actually needs to be fired.

yes, aaliyah’s screen was a foul, but why call it?? on nearly every possession d1 or not, there is going to be a moving screen. sometimes they get called and sometimes they don’t. and i wouldn’t care if it got called at any other point of the game, but then? really???

not to mention that the refs were calling soo many fouls on UConn and barely any on Iowa. i genuinely believe that this game was rigged just so that caitlin clark could be in the championship game and get the ncaa views. and the fact that so many other people are posting about it and talking about it, especially big names in basketball, just proves my point even more.

and my heart actually broke for aaliyah. the fact that that was the end to her amazing career, nika too, is just awful.

we need to get better refs for the women’s game, and let the players play and decide the outcome of their own games.

actually so disappointed and angry right now.

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ugly crying rn

i’ll make a better post later

i can’t even talk atm

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oh my gosh i need so badly to talk about the attention that women’s basketball is getting right now.

it’s so exciting because this sport has always been great but it’s going to be even better now that it’s getting soo much media attention.

i think having such big names like paige bueckers, caitlin clark, angel reese, juju watkins, etc. (there are also so many more underrated players but you get the point) helps so much because they’re entertaining to watch.

also i just think the sport as a whole is getting more and more competitive. like now everyone has good players and it’s not just one school/team dominating.

anyways its so amazing to see it grow because womens sports have been judged and perceived so badly for decades and it makes me so happy to see these wonderful women finally get the recognition they deserve.

I LOVE WOMENS SPORTS!!!!

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i will never understand the hate hailey van lith is getting right now.

yes her defense and overall performance was bad and it definitely had an impact on lsu losing, but there’s no reason for her to be getting dragged like this.

everybody is suddenly forgetting how AMAZING of a player she is, and one bad season/game isn’t going to ‘ruin her basketball career’.

i will say this though, i wish she would’ve stayed at louisville. i can see why she transferred to lsu, but just because they won a national championship doesn’t mean you should drop everything and go to them. and i know there were probably a ton of other reasons for her to enter the portal and go there, but still. she was amazing at louisville and even though they weren’t winning championships and stuff (she did carry them to the final four though) she was still their star player and had such an impressive career there.

on another note though, all this attention is so good for the women’s basketball world but i’ll talk about that on another post.

either way, i just feel really bad for her and hope she isn’t taking all this negative attention to heart. i really love and admire her and she’s one of my favorite players so i truly hope she continues playing (especially in college).

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nothing can describe how proud i am of this uconn team like actually.

so what we lost 5 players? so what our bench is only 3 deep? foul trouble early in the game with our starters? no problem.

i was actually shaking that whole game and i’m in tears rn😭😭

no matter what happens in the final four i am so proud and amazed at everything they do and i’ve never been prouder to be a uconn fan💙💙

GO HUSKIESSSSSS

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away game | paige bueckers

summary- paige is away at a game and calls you.

word count- 1.1k

UConn had just beat Maryland. A much-needed win after a tough loss against NC State.

You hardly knew anything about basketball. But you had found interest in the sport after falling in love with one of its biggest stars: Paige Bueckers. You had been dating her for roughly seven months. And you couldn't be happier.

Her schedule did make things difficult. She almost always had to be on the road for an away game. And if she wasn't, she was either at practice or working out. The two of you found ways to make it work. No matter how much you missed each other.

It had been two hours since the game ended. And you were awaiting a call from Paige. It had become a routine for her to call you every night when she was away. Even if it was for a short period.

Your phone began ringing, and you tried not to squeal in excitement.

"Hi, baby," Paige said as soon as you answered.

"Hi," you said through a smile. "How did your game go?"

"Good, I'm tired."

"You should be. You did amazing," you stated.

Paige's heart fluttered at your praise, "Thank you."

"Of course." You replied, comfortable silence taking over the phone call.

"What are you doing?" Paige asked, breaking the quiet.

"Homework," you groaned, causing her to laugh. "Where are the girls?"

"Oh, they went out. I'm the only one still here."

"Why didn't you go with them?" You questioned.

"I didn't feel like it," she explained. "I had something else on my mind anyway."

"Like what?"

"You," she smiled.

You giggled, glad that she couldn't see the blush on your face. "Oh really?"

"Mmhhmm," she responded proudly.

"I was thinking about you too."

"Yeah?"

"Yes," you whispered, lying on your back.

The atmosphere shifted, going from lighthearted to intense in mere seconds.

"I wanna hear your voice," Paige confessed, her hand resting on her stomach.

"Ok," you smiled. "What do you want me to say?"

"Tell me how good I did again."

Your grin widened, "You did so good. And you're so amazing and so perfect. And so hot."

Paige smirked, focusing on the last part of your sentence. "I'm so what?" She teased.

"So hot," you repeated, your voice serious compared to her playful one.

Paige cleared her throat, her hand getting close to her pants. "Thank you," she said, her voice huskier than before.

It was silent for a little before you spoke, "Paige."

"Yeah?"

"What's the real reason you didn't go out?" You inquired, knowing it wasn't like the party animal to not want to go out and get wasted.

"You know me too well," she smiled.

"I do," you responded, smirking triumphantly. "Now answer my question," you said firmly, noticing Paige was trying to get you off-topic.

Paige licked her lips, "Because I wish you were here."

"To do what?"

She opened her mouth to speak, but her words stuck in her throat.

"Come on, Paige. You can tell me."

"I just missed you," she replied stubbornly, slipping her hand underneath her sweatpants.

"Oh yeah?" You asked, picking up on the way her breath hitched out of nowhere.

"Yeah," she responded. Trying to control her shaky breath as she rubbed her clit through her soaked underwear.

"Liar," you stated.

"How am I a liar?" She replied, keeping up the innocent act.

"Because I know what you're doing right now."

She had now moved past her underwear, her fingers inching closer to her aching entrance. "What am I doing then?"

You smiled, taking your bottom lip in your teeth, "Touching yourself."

She chuckled breathily, "You caught me."

"I did," you replied. Your stomach tightened as you thought about Paige touching herself to your voice.

"Keep talking," she struggled to say, not trying to hide the quiver in her voice anymore.

"Why?" You asked, even though you knew what she wanted.

"Just- please," she whined. The faint sound of her fingering herself is prominent in your hearing.

"Do you do this a lot?" You questioned, giving in to her request.

"Only when you're not around," she responded.

"What do you think about?" You asked, already knowing the answer.

Her breathing was getting heavier now, "You."

"Why?" You inquired, enjoying making her say what you already knew out loud.

She huffed, "You know why."

"No, I don't," you lied, "Tell me.”

"Because you're pretty and hot," she practically whined. "And you have such an amazing body."

"I do?"

"Yes!" She responded, her tone more amped up now.

You couldn't help the way your hand drifted downwards. The throbbing between your legs is too intense to ignore.

"You close, baby?" You asked, now touching yourself too.

"Yeah," she moaned.

You sat your phone down on the bed, right beside your ear. "Hold on a little longer," you instructed.

You moved your hand from your clit to your dripping slit. Too impatient to wait any longer, you slipped two of your fingers inside yourself. Imagining that they were Paige's instead.You let the sounds she made bring you closer and closer to the edge. A few moans escape from your lips as well.

"Fuck," she murmured, aware of what you were doing.

"I love you," you exhaled.

"I love you too," she said, her voice strained.

You slid your fingers in and out of yourself, using your thumb to rub your clit.

She inhaled sharply before speaking again, "I'm gonna cum."

"Me too," you agreed, gritting your teeth.

Paige let out a long groan, finishing. Meanwhile, your orgasm was quickly approaching. You let the sounds of her riding out her high tip you over the edge, a string of curse words falling from your swollen lips. It wasn't one of the best orgasms you've had. But the mere idea of Paige made it enjoyable.

Silence rang throughout your ears as you let out a satisfied sigh. The only sound coming from your phone is your girlfriend's heavy breathing. Several minutes passed, the two of you simply listening to each other breathe.

"Y/n," Paige whispered.

"Yeah?"

"I was just making sure you were still there," she said, and you could tell she was smiling.

You laughed, "I'm here."

"Don't leave," she pleaded.

"I won't.”

"Thank you."

"Anytime," you responded.

Either way, you loved falling asleep on the phone with Paige. You loved the adorable sound of her breathing and how comforting her presence was. Even if she wasn't physically with you, you felt safe and secure.

"Goodnight, beautiful," she murmured, already half asleep.

Butterflies swarmed your stomach, "Goodnight, even more beautiful."

She laughed softly before submitting to sleep. You rolled over on your back, squirming around as you got comfortable. You relished in the warmth and coziness of your bed, thinking about how lucky you were to have your girlfriend.Your eyes felt heavy, and you yawned as you fell asleep, wishing that Paige was next to you.

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party | paige bueckers

summary- you are drunk at a party and paige pays for one of your drinks. sprouting a flirty conversation and…

word count- 3.4k

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Adrenaline rushed through your veins as you swayed your hips to the song that was playing. Your arms came up above your head while you whipped your hair around. Music was blasting, and many conversations blended together. Yet, the sounds seemed blocked out. Strobe lights flashed as you inhaled the sickening smell of sweat and marijuana. The bitter taste of alcohol burned your tongue as you grew tired of dancing.

Walking over to the bar, you ordered another drink. Your eyes fluttered with tiredness, exhaustion hitting you out of nowhere. Snapping you out of your thoughts, the bartender set your drink down. Meeting his eyes, he looked at you expectantly- waiting for you to pay him.

"How much?" You asked, reaching in your pockets for money.

"I got it," an attractive voice said out of nowhere, and you watched as a pale arm gave money to the bartender.

Looking over, you saw a tall blonde girl standing beside you. She had piercing blue eyes and wore a lopsided grin as she looked down at you. Confusion settled within you. Who was she, and why had she paid for you?

"Wait, why-"

You began to ask, but she cut you off, "I thought I would buy a pretty girl a drink." She shrugged, acting as if it was the most usual thing in the world.

You didn't know if it was because of how drunk you were or how hot she was, but her comment made you blush. Glancing down, you tucked a piece of hair behind your ear and tried to gain your composure.

"Oh, t-thank you," you stuttered, wondering why you were so nervous.

She smirked, aware of the effect she had on you. Coming closer, she leaned on the counter as you had, and you took the opportunity to study her further. She wore a plain white t-shirt, grey sweatpants, and white Airforces.

Suddenly, realization spawned in you. This was Paige Bueckers. Paige Bueckers was standing right before you and possibly flirting with you! Well, she was clearly flirting with you. After buying you a drink and calling you pretty, it was easy to come to that conclusion.

The real question was, were you going to flirt back? Another easy answer: obviously! I mean, this girl was practically famous. Everyone on campus knew her and had a crush on her. Not to mention, she's been a basketball superstar since she was in high school. As well as the fact she had at least a million edits made of her on TikTok.

Standing up straighter, you looked her in the eye. It was well known that she was confident and had an impressive roster (with girls and boys). But who's to say you didn't as well?

"What's your name?" Paige asked, tilting her head in a way that almost made you melt.

"Y/n, what about you?" You responded, shooting the same question right back at her.

A smile flashed across her face, "Come on, you don't know me?"

You knew she could tell you were lying, but you were enjoying this game you had going on. "No, should I?"

She shrugged, "No, but most people do."

You furrowed your eyebrows, replying sarcastically, "Oh, that's cocky."

She grinned again, "I'm telling the truth!"

"Well, if we're being truthful now, I know who you are."

"Oh, yeah?" She said, a knowing smirk overtaking her smile.

"Yes," you responded.

She nodded, "Ok then, what's my name?”

"Paige Bueckers."

"What sport do I play?"

"Basketball."

"What's my number?"

"Five."

"How old am I?"

You scoffed, "What is this a Q&A?"

"Mhm, trying to see how much of a stalker you are."

"I am not a stalker!" You exclaimed defensively, "That's basic information that any UConn student would know!"

"Ok, ok," she held her hands up in surrender. "You're not a stalker, I'm sorry."

After laughing about the conversation for a while, Paige proposed something. "So, Y/n," she said, showing off that she knew your name. "Wanna go back to my place?"

You raised your eyebrows, surprised at her boldness. "Why?”

She shrugged, her lips pressed together in a knowing smile. "No reason, we could just hang out, or..." she trailed off, looking at you mischievously.

You laughed and looked away from her, thinking about it. "You're not a serial killer or anything, right?"

She laughed, throwing her arm over your shoulder. "No, I'm not," she stated, walking over to a group of girls. "I'm heading out," Paige said, you still glued to her side.

The girls all gave each other knowing looks. They had to be the basketball team and/or Paige's friends. "Ok," they called after you two, "have fun!" They teased, giggling amongst themselves.

Your face was hot from embarrassment as Paige apologized, "Sorry about them."

"It's ok," you replied, flattered that they thought of you and Paige that way.

The cold air hit your face as you left the house the frat party was at. The moon shone brightly, the stars glistening in the night sky. You looked up and saw the glorious sight of Paige's defined jawline. She looked paler than she had inside. Her long hair appeared shiny underneath the street lights.

Catching on, she glanced at you, "Enjoying the view?"

You rolled your eyes, your lips spreading into a smile. "No," you lied, your voice breathy and exasperated.

She laughed, shaking her head as you arrived at her car. Her car was very nice, a black SUV and in good condition. She opened the door for you, and you climbed in, watching as she walked around the front of the car to get in. Once you both had your seatbelts on, she put on Drake and started driving out of the parking lot.

"Do you live on campus?" You asked, partly because you wanted to break the silence and partly because you were curious.

"Nah, I live in an apartment about 10 minutes away," she responded, using one arm to drive.

"Do you have a roommate?"

She smirked over at you, "Why?"

You mirrored her expression, shrugging as you tried to play innocent, "Oh, no reason."

She chuckled, "I do have a roommate. Her name's Azzi, do you know her?"

"Yeah, I do. I've seen Azzi play before."

"She's great. We've been best friends since high school."

"That's cool," you replied, eager to learn about her life.

"Yeah, we met when we were playing for USA. Don't worry; she'll stay out for a while.

"Good," you mumbled under your breath, hoping that Paige wouldn't hear.

"What was that?" Paige asked, leaning closer to you.

"What was what?" You responded, trying to sound as innocent as possible.

Paige laughed as she shifted her gaze back to the road.

Excitement bubbled up through you for the rest of the car ride. You were about to hook up with the Paige Bueckers! Sure, it was a possibility that you weren't going to fuck. But in your opinion, it was clear that she wanted to.

Paige mumbled along to the lyrics as she drove, drawing your attention to her pink lips. The only thought going through your mind was how badly you wanted to kiss her.

You didn't think the atmosphere could get any more intense. Until Paige placed her hand on your thigh, her hand moving farther and farther up. Your chest constricted as she drew patterns on you with her thumb.

Finally, you arrived at her apartment. You watched as she exited the car and walked around to open the door for you. Not even letting you think about getting out yourself. She gave you a reassuring smile as you stepped out of the car. Interlacing her fingers with yours and leading you to the complex. You went through a hall and up a few flights of stairs, and you could feel your panties getting wet. Going down another hall, Paige finally stopped and pulled out a set of keys from her pocket.

Unlocking the door and opening it, a cute apartment came into view. A gray couch pushed up against a wall and facing a TV. A circular coffee table sat between the two on the beige carpet. The kitchen was tiny but decent and had a mini island in the middle of it. There looked to be two rooms and an extra door, which you assumed to be a closet.

Paige wasted no time, leading you to what had to be her room. It was simple and messy, but you liked it. It had a queen-sized bed in the middle that faced a dresser and TV, and another door led to a bathroom off to the side. But your eyes focused on the posters plastered on her wall. They included SZA, Drake, and basketball. You also noticed a lot of photos of her family and friends. One thing that really caught your eye was the blanket that covered her window.

You pointed to it, a confused look on your face, "What's that?"

She blushed, embarrassed. "Oh, yeah- I don't have curtains," she explained, making you giggle. "Hey, don't laugh!" She exclaimed, walking up towards you.

"Sorry," you covered your hand with your mouth.

She bit her lip, now standing only inches away from you. Your laughter soon died down as you got lost in the act of looking into her eyes. Time seemed to slow down, and all you could think about was how pretty she was.

"Can I kiss you?" She whispered into the silence, her eyes looking hazy.

"Yes," you whispered back, leaning up to her.

She slowly connected your lips, and you had to stop yourself from moaning at the feeling. This kiss felt different than all the other ones you've had. It was like a spark shot through both of your bodies, passion coursing through you.

Paige pulled away with furrowed eyebrows, giving you a look that read: 'You feel that too?'. In response, you kissed her again. The kiss was more passionate this time, both of you eager to get more of that electric feeling.

Her hands roamed your body, landing on your hips. Meanwhile, you held her face, your thumbs caressing her soft skin. Everything felt euphoric as Paige's tongue poked at your lips, asking for entry. Giving her what she wanted, you parted your lips, relishing the way her tongue explored your mouth.

Growing tired of this position, Paige grabbed onto your thighs. Lifting you up and wrapping your legs around her waist. She turned around, walked over to her bed, and set you down. Standing up straight, she pulled her shirt over her head before climbing on you. Wasting no time, she reconnected your lips and shoved her knee between your legs.

"Paige!" You gasped, your back arching at the friction.

"Mhm," she hummed in response, kissing your jawline.

"I need you," you moaned.

"I can tell," she smirked, pulling away from the nape of your neck to look at you.

"Do something about it then," you huffed, taking off your shirt to show how serious you were.

Her eyebrows shot up at your actions. "Ok," she smiled, unclasping your bra.

She immediately latched onto your boob, sending a shiver up your spine. Her mouth worked quickly, her tongue flicking over your nipple occasionally. Her free hand soon started kneading your other breast, and you felt like you were about to explode. You were sure the whole building could hear you, but you didn't care. All you knew was that you wanted more.

You reached down to unbutton your pants, fiddling with the material. Paige ceased her actions, looking down to see what you were doing.

"Want me to take those off?" She asked.

"Mhm," you whined, nodding your head.

You bit your lip as you watched her slide them down your legs, your whole body shaking with anticipation. Before she could go any farther, you tugged on her sports bra, needing to see more of her body.

Understanding what you wanted, she took it off and threw it somewhere. Barely getting to see her chest, she grabbed onto your torso and hoisted you up farther on the bed. Standing up one last time, she removed her pants, revealing her black underwear.

She bit her lip as she laid on her stomach, her face only inches away from your cunt. She started sucking your clit through your panties, and you nearly lost it.

She then began placing open-mouthed kisses all over your inner thighs. Gently biting down at your sensitive skin every once in a while. The sensation somehow felt good at the moment, and you were positive it was the alcohol making you feel that way. Placing one last kiss on your stomach, she hooked her fingers on the waistband of your underwear.

"I'm gonna take these off now, ok?" She spoke, coming back up to your face.

"Please do," you begged, causing her to let out a breathy laugh.

She placed a sweet kiss on your lips as she took them off. And you felt so safe and comfortable under her touch. Breaking the kiss, she leaned back to examine your completely naked body. "You're beautiful," she said, her eyes flickering up to yours.

Your face reddened, and you couldn't stop the small smile that appeared. "Thank you," you whispered.

She matched your soft smile, pressing her lips against yours again. The kiss didn't last long as she slid a finger up and down your pussy, pressing on your clit. Your mouth fell agape, and all your words stuck in your throat. She maintained eye contact with you as she swirled your wetness around.

All the other times you've had sex, you've felt embarrassed. Wanting to hide the facial expressions and sounds you made. But with Paige, you wanted her to see and hear all of you. So, you let a string of moans and curse words escape your mouth. Earning lots of praise from Paige.

"Good girl, let me hear you," she whispered, her hot breath tickling your skin.

You almost came at her words, and her inserting one of her long fingers inside of you didn't help. You exhaled, looking down at her hand as she moved in and out of you. Her pace quickened, and you found your hips moving to the rhythm of her finger.

"Go faster," you commanded, your hands reaching to scratch Paige's back.

She did as you asked, adding another finger as well. At the same time, she started kissing your neck again. Finding your sweet spot and adding to your pleasure.

She was fingering you harder and faster now, the bed moving with the amount of force she was putting into it. You could feel your walls tighten as you got closer to finishing. Paige made her way down your body. Kissing your boobs and stomach before reaching your soaking center. She knew you were close, and she planned to send you over to the edge by attaching her mouth to your clit.

Her plan worked, and you screamed her name as you gripped her hair. You felt completely out of control, the sheer amount of pleasure coursing through you. Waves of pleasure surged through you as you released all into Paige's mouth and hand. You took a deep breath as you came down from your high, now exhausted.

You expected Paige to stop, but she kept on going as if you didn't just orgasm. Your breathing picked up again as Paige kept on fingering you and flicking her tongue over your clit.

"Paige, please!" You exclaimed, becoming overstimulated.

"Do you want me to stop?" Paige asked, her cold breath hitting your cunt.

Your heart felt like it was about to burst, and your senses were completely overloaded. But it felt too good for it to end yet.

"No," you shook your head, tears brimming your eyes.

"Ok, just one more time then baby," she responded, her free hand pressing down onto your stomach.

You gripped onto her hair harder as you felt yourself cumming again. Your mouth opened in a silent scream, all sounds and words getting stuck in your throat. It was almost painful how good you were feeling, and this was by far the best orgasm you had ever had.

Paige pulled out of you, lapping up the cum that spilled out of you. You were sensitive and sore, but it felt good. So you let her, stroking her hair as she did so.

Coming back up to you, she pressed her lips against yours, groaning into the kiss. "You did so good, baby," she commented, pulling away to look into your eyes.

A blush coated your cheeks, and you found it hard to look into her eyes. "You did so good," you replied.

She smiled, proud of herself. "Yeah?"

You bit your lip as you rolled over on top of her, now straddling her waist. "Mhm," you hummed, tucking her hair behind her ear.

You looked at her admiringly, getting a good look at her body for the first time. Your eyes trailed over her small but full breasts, her pink nipples hard. Satisfying your urges, you reached up to touch them. Watching the way Paige's eyebrows pinched together as you kneaded her boobs. She inhaled, her hands holding onto your hips.

Next, you looked at her toned stomach and smooth legs. If she wasn't a basketball player- she could be a model.

Scooting further down, you fisted the material of her underwear. Looking up to her for permission before sliding them down her muscular legs. You decided against teasing her, knowing she worked hard and deserved to feel good. Yet, you couldn't help your need to place kisses all over her boobs and stomach. But once you finished, you settled yourself between her thighs.

Her eyes shone with desperation as she looked down at you, making you even more eager. Your tongue spread her folds, and you hooked your arms under her thighs. Attaching your mouth to her clit, she let out a satisfying groan, her heels digging into your back.

Becoming more aggressive with your actions, you flicked your tongue over her clit. She whimpered, her hands cradling your head. Her breath came out short and fast-paced, her chest heaving with her labored actions.

You moved down to her dripping slit, dipping your tongue in her. Her body tensed, and you watched as she bit her lip, trying her best to stay quiet. Paige's back arched off the back as you used your nose to apply pressure to her clit.

All you could think about was how good she tasted and how heavenly everything felt.

"Y/n," she moaned, sitting up on her forearms.

"Mhm," you hummed, sending vibrations throughout her body.

Her head dropped back, her silky hair cascading down her back. "Shit," she murmured, her voice husky. "Do that again," she instructed.

You hummed again, now using the flat of your tongue to rub her clit. Her legs squeezed around your head, and you could tell she was getting close. You reached up to pinch her nipple, twisting it in a circle. She shut her eyes tightly, your finger coming to tease her entrance.

Hoping it would cause her to finish, you shoved your finger inside of her. Curling it into her g-spot instantly.

She moaned again, "Fuck, right there."

The pace of her breath drastically picked up, and her fingers dug into your scalp. You kept going as best as you could as she came, trying to move your finger and tongue even faster than before. Her face was so expressive, and so were the sounds she made.

Her stomach heaved up and down as she came down from her high. Running her hand through her hair as she tried to catch her breath.

Once you were sure she finished, you crawled back up her body. Her eyes looked tired as she slowly blinked at you. Her arms wrapped around your waist as you straddled her once again. Her hair was messy, her lips swollen, and her body slightly sweaty.

"Thank you," she said, rubbing her hands up and down your side.

You smiled, "Thank you."

She mirrored your grin, pulling you down to lay on her. You nestled your face in the crook of her neck, inhaling her addictive scent. Her fingertips traced patterns on your lower back, her soft breath tickling your ear. Your eyes fluttered, and exhaustion hit you for the second time tonight.

After a while, you felt yourself slip into sleep in Paige's warm embrace.

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paige’s sex playlist

her music taste is so good🤭🤭

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bored | paige bueckers

summary- it’s a school night and paige is playing fortnite while you lay on her bed, bored and desperate for her attention [SMUT]

word count- 1.4k

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It was currently a weekday night and you were sprawled out on your girlfriends bed, bored out of your mind as you mindlessly scrolled through your phone.

Sighing, you set the device down, pushing yourself up into a sitting position. Your eyes landed on your girlfriend who was very focused on what looked to be an intense game of Fortnite.

Standing up and walking over to her, you smoothed your hands over her shoulders and rested your chin on her head, watching as she played for a little while; eventually deciding that you wanted to get her attention.

“Paige,” you whined softly in her ear.

“Hm?” Was all she said in response, still absorbed in the video game.

“I’m bored,” you replied, hoping she would get the hint and give you her attention.

“I’m sorry,” she stated simply, completely zoned in on the stupid game.

You rolled your eyes, knowing that you would have to do something more distracting to get her to focus on you. You bit your lip as you moved in front of Paige and straddled her, wrapping your arms around her neck.

At first, she tried to move past you so she could see the computer screen, but she seemed to lose interest in the game once you bucked your hips forward, tilting your head as you gazed at her. Her eyes flickered towards you, looking you up and down before switching the controller off and placing it down on her desk. She leaned back in the chair she was sitting in, a smirk plastered across her face as her hands came to rest on your hips.

“Finally,” you spoke in a hushed tone, not being able to help the way your eyes shifted to her exposed abdomen.

“Sorry, baby,” she smiled, reaching up to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear.

A sly grin came across your face as an idea popped into your mind. “Prove it,” you dared, testing out how far she would go.

Her eyebrows pinched together, “What do you mean?”

“Prove to me how sorry you are,” you answered, not sure where this confident side of you was coming from.

She smirked once again, now understanding what you wanted. “Bet,” she spoke, her voice raspy and dripping with desire.

Without a second thought, you pressed your lips against hers, relishing in the way her soft lips moved against yours. Her hand came up to your cheek, caressing your skin with her thumb while her tongue poked into your mouth, asking for entry. Giving her what she wanted, you parted your lips just enough for her tongue to slide into your mouth. She scooted forward in her chair, sitting up straighter as both her hands came to hold your waist, encouraging the way your hips rocked back and forth.

Now gripping your ass, she stood up and began walking towards her bed. She plopped you down onto the mattress, your hair splaying out around you as she hovered over you. She stared down at you, eyes darting around your face before eventually locking in on your eyes. After a little while of just staring at each other, you wrapped your legs around her waist, pulling her closer and also reminding her of why you two were in this position to begin with.

Immediately complying, she gingerly moved your hair away from your neck, giving her access to place sloppy and wet kisses all over your skin. She quickly found your sweet spot and your back arched off the bed as her teeth grazing across your skin.

She took the chance to unclip your bra, pulling away from the nape of your neck so she could throw the piece of clothing somewhere in the room.

Paige examined your now bare chest, and you didn’t miss how she squeezed her thighs together and bit her lip.

She maintained eye contact with you as she leaned down towards your boobs, still looking at you as she latched onto one of your breasts; slowly sucking as she took more and more into her mouth.

Your head spun as she kept going, her tongue flicking over your nipple occasionally and her free hand coming up to knead your other boob, pinching your nipple in her hand before she did so.

It was getting hard to keep your moans under control as you stroked her head lovingly, encouraging her to keep going. Squeezing her waist impossibly tighter with your legs, you bucked her hips up, desperate to get any pressure on your pulsing clit.

Paige chuckled against your boob, slightly pulling away to look at you. Confused on why she was laughing, you met her gaze and asked, “What?”

“I can feel you throbbing,” she smiled, bringing her hand down to your soaked core.

Your face flushed with embarrassment, muttering, “Sorry.”

She furrowed her eyebrows, “Don’t be sorry, it’s hot.” She answered, and you internally groaned at how turned on you were.

“Paige,” you breathed out, closing your eyes in pure bliss as she finally touched your center, slowly rubbing your clit with two fingers.

You felt dizzy as she kissed down your torso, skipping down to your legs and hooking her arms under your thighs, yanking you closer to her. You reached down to stroke her head again as she began to place maddening kisses on your inner thighs.

“Fuck,” you exhaled, feeling slightly dizzy, “I need you.”

“I know, baby,” she replied huskily, her face now hovering over your clothed cunt.

“Then do something about it,” you huffed, watching as she sat on her knees in between your legs.

“I will,” she smirked, removing your shorts and underwear in one smooth motion, “Don’t worry.”

Placing both of her hands on your knees, she spread your legs a little wider, getting a good long look at your dripping pussy.

You shifted uncomfortably under her strong gaze. “What’s wrong?” She asked concerned, looking at you again.

“Don’t stare,” you responded quietly, meeting her stare.

“Sorry,” she smiled, shrugging, “I just can’t help it.”

You shook your head, matching her expression and impressed at how smoothly she mad you feel less insecure.

However, your thoughts were soon turned to your girlfriend’s shit-eating grin as she leaned down to your center, flashing one last smirk before diving right in. She instantly began to suck on your clit, catching you by surprise and causing you to inhale sharply. Your brows pinched together as you let out a pitiful whimper, feeling as if you were about to explode as Paige softly bit your clit.

“You taste so good,” she commented, lapping up all of your wetness as if she had never eaten you out before.

One of the things you loved most about having sex with Paige was the amount of praise she gave you. Her commentary aroused you impossibly more and also made you feel comfortable and safe while being in such a vulnerable state.

Your legs began to shake as Paige hooked one long finger inside of you, starting to flick your clit with her tongue all at once.

Adding to the pleasure yourself, you took both your tits in your own hands, groaning as you began kneading them.

“Fuck,” Paige huffed, her breath cold against your pussy. “Keep doing that,” she instructed, her eyes staying on you the whole time.

You could feel your orgasm building as your moans became more and more high-pitched and your walls tightened around Paige’s curling finger.

All it took for you to come was Paige slipping another finger into you, watching you as your jaw dropped in a silent scream, severe waves of pleasure crashing over you. Clasping your hand over your mouth, your back arched once more. You tangled your fingers in Paige’s hair and used your new leverage to frantically grind against her face as you rode out your high.

Squeezing your eyes shut and letting out a shaky breath, you came down from your orgasm, chest heaving and body falling limp. Paige stayed nestled in between your thighs, licking up as much of your cum as she could get, not caring how sensitive you were after finishing.

“Did I make it up to you?” She asked after pulling away, a coy smile playing at her face.

“Yes,” you chuckled.

“Yay,” she whispered sweetly, resting her head on your chest and wrapping her lengthy arms around your waist.

You ran your fingers through her hair as she got settled, watching the way her eyes fluttered shut and her breathing softened.

“Goodnight, Paige.”

“Night, love you,” she replied tiredly.

Drawing patterns on her back, you turned your head to look out the window, taking in the view of the sparkling city lights and eery night sky. Letting out a breath you didn’t know you had been holding, you held Paige tighter against your warm body, smiling softly as she slowly drifted off to sleep, you soon following suit.

[alixra]

paige forgets she’s on TV sometimes i swear😭😭😭