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.

on speaker. Of course,

you? How could you drop your phone in my car? You could’ve just said so

car or could be somewhere else, idiot!” I can feel her

Kyland is warning

I need to check it

no no, but if you happen to find it, just give

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

thing I’ve ever heard from you so far,” I reply. It’s nearly impossible to hear it from her again so I take the chance to play nice.

hear now the

your phone, babe. Unless you want to buy a

“We’re not even sure if my phone is really in your car,”

“What if it’s in there, will you ever be

you know how to treat a lady.”

a wide smile. This is the first time I have a good conversation with Camila since I met her. It’s surprisingly good talking to her without her annoying,

to treat a lady just

Hughes, or I’ll cut your dick

butting in. I forget it’s his phone Camila is using

are not flirting,” Camila snarls.

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

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

Don’t expect it, Wright. I already have a plan in

can’t blame him for being overprotective to Cam. Kyland knows my rep over women, but there is something inside me

that’s all I have to say.

“See you tonight,

***

pressing the power button, but the battery

Hughes asked about my business. He mentioned if I have a plan on

to my office. I know what I’m doing is not right, but good Lord in

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

“Come in.”

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 a cherry

lick my lips absentmindedly in anticipation.

smile, then gets inside, closing the door behind her.

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

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

She clears her throat. “I didn’t come to judge your office.”

Okay?

me. She seems nicer today or she’s just being polite because I have

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

hesitation in her

me to disinfect that

seat. “Can I have my phone now?” Straight to the point and eager to get herself out of here, I see.

because I’m not sure how long can I get ahold of myself to not run my thumb and

know you’re here

Kill,” she says, nodding.

“Can I get you something to drink?”

“No, thanks.”