Pyke

PYKE

Un-fucking-believable!

Of all the 49.6% of the world’s population, why does Camila has to be Kyland’s cousin? Why? The hot cantankerous is my friend’s cousin. This is going to be a disaster.

She’s gonna be my disaster!

I value my friendship with Kyland, but I can’t let Xandry win without a fight. The thought of fucking her behind Kyland’s back makes my stomach knot sickly. How am I going to deal with her if she hates my gut? How will I ever win in this stupid bet? And because of that woman, I’m going to lose some cash.

I feel a sudden gush of guilt. All I think is my ego and money. Money is not a problem though, I have plenty of them, but my concern is Camila. She will despise me, loathe me, and burn me alive if she will find out about this thing going on between me and Xandry.

I never beg for a fuck. I am used to flirting with women, and we usually ended up with mind-blowing orgasms. It’s just not me to wine and dine, watch movies, or take them to a football match, or discuss a baseball game with them.

Just the thought of asking Camila for a date makes me flinch. She’s worth an expensive dinner date, but Kyland won’t be pleased, and he will break every bone in me if he gets a chance. He will know that I have ulterior motives. He knows me well that I have no interest in dating and having a girlfriend other than just getting laid.

I take a hot shower to relax my tense muscles. I am supposed to be banging someone, but I have to wait until my Apa heals completely.

I get into my bed naked; that’s how I sleep. Why bother to wear something when I’m alone in my own apartment?

I close my eyes, hoping to get good sleep, but Camila’s face comes to me like a flashback. I groan louder than necessary because this never happened to me before even if I enjoyed the best orgasm with a woman, and the worse thing is I didn’t even fuck Camila. The thought of my dick balls deep in her warm pussy jerks my bare cock.

This is torture!

Why I even bother getting a piercing when I can’t even last night without being buried deep in woman’s hot pussy? I’m tempted to jerk off, but it may bleed and gives me more problems.

I pick up my phone on my nightstand and check the time. It’s four in the morning. It suddenly vibrates in my hand. Who’s awake at this moment?

It’s Kyland. What does he want at this time? I want his cousin and not him for fuck sake.

Camila didn’t talk much throughout the ride so, I didn’t bother her. The last thing I want is scaring her away, but it didn’t go unnoticed that she was tensed and uncomfortable being alone with me.

But shit if it wasn’t tortured to be with a hot woman in my passenger seat, but I couldn’t even run my fingers on her smooth exposed thighs. There was a time when her breathing quickened. Did she have some dirty thoughts about me as well?

I know she finds me attractive, but we met at the very least expected circumstance. She might have agreed with me if I ever invited her. I can see it in her eyes, though she’s an expert covering it with her evilly stares.

“Wright?”

“Sorry to wake you up, man.”

“Wright, you should have known by now if I’m sleeping or not,” I bark.

He laughs. “I know, Hughes. Sorry for disturbing your sleep, but my stupid cousin probably dropped her phone in your car. I tried calling it, but it went to her voicemail.”

My lips turn into a smirk. The wheels in my brain start spinning. “Really? Or she did it on purpose.”

“I didn’t do that on purpose!” she yells.

This call may be on speaker. Of

your phone in my car? You could’ve just said so if you want another ride.”

dropped it in your car or could be somewhere else, idiot!” I can feel her eyes

warning her.

I need to check

find it, just give

time she says something nice. She didn’t even thank me for sending her home. She’s

I reply. It’s nearly impossible to

hear now

I have your phone, babe. Unless you want to buy a new one?”

my phone is really

ever be nice to

know how to treat a lady.”

good conversation with Camila since I met her. It’s surprisingly good

treat a lady just

or I’ll

Kyland’s irritated voice butting in. I forget it’s his phone Camila is using to talk to me.

“We are not flirting,” Camila

that’s enough. You said what you want. Now, go to bed. I’ll give your phone as soon

Kyland is a strict and protective sonofabitch. I will be if I am in his position because Camila is attractive and beautiful. I am not wondering why he never brings Camila to the club because I would probably meet her then. But our

already have

Kyland knows my rep over women, but there is something inside me fills with displeasure. It’s

that’s all I have to say.

“See you tonight, man.”

***

the power button,

dinner with Dad at one of the restaurants owned by King. Just like the usual, Paul Hughes asked about my business. He mentioned if

already ten in the evening when I get to my office. I know what I’m doing is not right, but good

of paper on my desk; mostly receipts and some order slip for the stocks. I hear

in.”

door swings open, revealing the hot as hell of my cantankerous. She looks good to eat in just a dark pair of skin-tight jeans and a white sleeveless crop top with fuck-me-high heels. Her hair falls down her shoulders in large curls. She has light makeup with

lick my lips

good mood tonight because she gives me a polite smile, then gets inside, closing the door behind her. She releases a sigh.

room every day. It’s germ and mecos free.” Camila seems a Latina name, and she probably knows

Clearly, she’s not expecting me to be blunt with her. Now she’s with

her throat. “I didn’t

Okay?

seems nicer today or she’s just being polite because I have something that belongs to her?

disappoint me. I came prepared to hear your bickering, Camila.” I smirk. “Have a seat.” I gesture to the black leather couch

I can see the hesitation in her reaction.

me to disinfect that

her seat. “Can I have my phone now?” Straight to the point and eager to get herself

a better idea though because I’m not sure how long can I get ahold of myself to not run my

know you’re

Kill,” she

I get you something to drink?”

thanks.”