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.

call may be on speaker. Of course,

How clumsy of you? How could you drop your phone in my car? You could’ve just said so if you want another ride.” But I want you

sure if I dropped it in your car or could be somewhere else,

is warning

“Do I need to check

find it, just give it to Kyland tonight. Thanks!”

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

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

more.” I can hear now

I have your phone, babe. Unless you

“We’re not even sure if my phone is really in

ever be nice to me?”

how to treat a lady.”

have a good conversation with Camila since I met her. It’s surprisingly good talking to her without her annoying, sarcastic, and

know how to treat a lady just right. Give me

“Stop flirting with my cousin, Hughes, or I’ll cut your dick off!”

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

not flirting,” Camila

want. Now, go to bed. I’ll give your phone as soon

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 stars were aligned that night, and

it, Wright. I already have a plan in my mind.

being overprotective to Cam. Kyland knows my rep over women, but there is something inside me fills

all I have

“See you tonight, man.”

***

It’s indeed here. I grab her it, pressing the power button, but the battery must have been drained. I plug it into

like the usual, Paul Hughes asked about my business. He mentioned if I have a plan on expanding my club. I

I know what I’m doing is not right, but good Lord in heaven bless me with my plan,

for the stocks. I hear a soft knock before I can even start. I huff a large breath and lean back against my chair.

“Come in.”

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

I lick my lips absentmindedly

because she gives me a polite smile, then gets inside, closing the

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

she’s with me again.

didn’t come to judge

Okay?

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

“Have a seat.” I gesture to the

I can see the hesitation

to disinfect that myself?”

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

long can I get ahold of myself to not run

you’re here tonight?”

with Kill,” she

“Can I get you something

“No, thanks.”