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PYKE
Reluctantly, I pull my arm that has been draped around Camila’s waist. A grin spread on my lips, and I pause when she stirs. I don’t want to wake her up until I do my plan.
I never thought that last night was the best night of my life. I’ve had sex with many women—they were all incredible, but there’s something about Camila, and what’s between me and her is incomparable—our connections—it’s weird but I am starting to like it now I know the feeling of being with her.
The sex was unbelievably amazing—perfect.
I’ve never spent a night with a woman, but last night all I wanted was to hug her tight in my arms, spooned her until we fell asleep.
I slowly drag myself out of her bed, tiptoeing and picking up my clothes scattered on the floor. I grab the keys from her dresser and walk out of her bedroom.
After wearing my clothes, I quick
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CamilaWatching him go hurts, but knowing him leaving angry breaks me. What we had last night was beyond my expectations. He respected me and took care of me even we both knew it was a no-repeat.He refused to go when I told him it was okay—he chose to say, but he betrayed me. He thought I was so naive and unaware of what was this all about.“Be right back, I need to use the restroom.” I stand up, taking the purse with me.“Don’t stay long. We have an appointment,” Megan reminds me.Last week she booked a spa package for me. It includes deep tissue massage, peppermint foot scrub, seaweed facial, mani/pedi treatment, and waxing. I’m a little bit nervous about waxing when she mentioned that it hurts like hell. I used to shave my bikini line, and it always itches and grows faster than in another area.“I need to pee.” I roll my eyes.
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PYKEThis has to be a nightmare.This can’t be real.I shake my busted and bloody knuckles that reminded me of what happened earlier. I can endure the physical pain, but seeing Camila bearing the pain in her eyes so fucking hurt, and it’s all because of me—the feeling is worse than crashing my own heart.Xandry deserves more than my punches. My knuckles will heal, but the scars are a reminder to what I’ve done to Camila.What we’ve shared last night was more than just sex, I knew it. Camila may have used me, but I know she felt something for me. At least, during our intimate moments.For the short time I’ve known her, sex means something to her, and she won’t just do it with some random guy, and it’s a proof why she chose to offer her virginity to me—she trusted me, but I ruined it.It’s been twelve hours since I had the best night of my life, but tha
Dare for Me 17
CamilaAfter pulling myself together, I hit the doorbell of Bianca’s apartment. She doesn’t have any idea what I did last night other than going to the car show with Pyke.I hear a rustling sound from the inside when I ring the doorbell again. I take a deep breath and ready myself to her rant once she knows everything.The door swings open, but to my surprise, it’s not Bianca—a tattoo of red dragon run from his hipbone to his pierced belly button down to his V that barely covered by his opened fly jeans. Both arms are covered with tattoos of different Celtics designs and Cyrillic scripts.“Kill, is that the pizza guy?” I immediately recognize Bianca’s voice from the inside.I skim my eyes up to see my half-naked cousin in front of me. Our gazes lock—he looks shocked to see me, too. He drops his gaze immediately, and I can see the guilt plasters on his face. His throat bobs as he swallows ha
Dare for Me 18
PYKEI haven’t seen Xandry since that encounter at my parents’ house. He did call me once, but I’m still pissed to even talk to him.It doesn’t bother me though, but what bothers me these past days is about Liv Mendéz. How did Dad know about Camila’s mom?I wanted to ask Kyland, but he might suspect me that I’m up to something, and he’s the last person I want to piss off right now.I stare at the bar in dismay when I can’t find Kyland, and everyone is busy serving the patrons. He’s never been late or ditches his work without informing me. It freaks me out of the thought that he might figure out what I did to Camila.Forrest is giving a dry Martini to a woman in a black dress, and he doesn’t even glance at the woman who’s giving him a flirty grin.Forrest Wood is a year younger than Kyland—they’re both tattooed. His uncle owned the tattooed shop where Kyland works as a tattoo artist.
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CamilaMr. Mayes, the manager looks twice older than his age of forty-five. Around three hundred pounds of six-footer bald head and a goatee man. I’ve never seen him smile. All he does every day is to bark at everyone. I wonder what he’s carrying on his shoulder that he forgets to even realize how beautiful life is.Speaking of beautiful, regardless of what happened days ago, I learn how to appreciate the beauty of life—that life is not perfect, life doesn’t always go like how we want it to be—it’s like a road, it has many bends, ups, and downs. And that’s its beauty.Pyke stops bugging me. I miss him though, but what we did that night won’t happen again. And what he did to me was cruel, and I don’t think if we can even be friends.Kyland and Bianca give me space, and that’s what I want at this time. I need to process everything—it happened so fast at the same time. If what Kyland said is true, then who am I t
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PYKEThe coat that I offered doesn’t help much for her petite body. Her body continues to shiver. My balls ache for putting myself together to stop from pulling her into my arms to warm her up. I have to stop doing so—for her own good.I crave her. I want her so bad that makes me dizzy. I want to press her against this glass elevator wall if I can get a chance to feel her body next to me again.I’m such a melodramatic asshole.The water drips from her wet hair down to the crook of her neck, to the valley of her barely covered tits. Her see-through white shirt doesn’t help to cover her puckered nipples poking through her red lacy bra.I swallow hard, breathing deeply to control my tense muscles. Keeping our distance away is nearly impossible because my mind spins dirty thoughts off my tongue running down her neck to the valley of her tits. Tasting her once isn’t enough, now, I’m not sure if I can get enough
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Camila What’s wrong with me? I should’ve been loathing him for what he did to me, but instead, I’m here in his apartment, in his bed, wearing his clothes, and lying under his blanket. He silently crawls into his bed with only in his boxers shorts then slips under his blanket beside me. My heart is somersaulting in my chest. I can’t help but awe every time his arm muscles flex. Pyke is incredibly sexy. “I’m so sorry for what we did to you, Babe,” he starts talking, facing me. He tucks his blanket under his taut arms. “Your apology won’t change anything that had been done, so stop apologizing. I’m still hurt, you know, and the last thing I want right now is to see you or to be here with you, but look at us, at me.” I sigh heavily. “You’re beautiful,” he says softly, looking directly into my eyes. You’re beautiful, too. “That’s not what I mean.” “But that’s what I mean. I’m not asking your f
Dare for Me 22
PYKEMy cock is harder than rock. I want to take her back to my apartment and bury my cock deep into her. Her dress doesn’t help me from seconds to come in my jeans. Her skirt molds perfectly on her round ass and with her white blouse showing a good amount of the swell of her tits.Jesus, she’s driving me crazy beyond my imagination. I pull myself away from her before I change my mind.“Beautiful,” I whisper through heavy breathing.“How did I owe you a kiss?” A flash of anger lights in her eyes but the amusement is in there, too. Her lipstick smear around her swollen lips.“I asked you nicely for a good morning kiss but you chose to ignore me. Now, that’s my payback. Next time, just do as I say.”“We should not kiss like that again.” A regret coats in her voice as she looks down at her feet.I cock my brow. “Like what exactly, Babe? Do you want soft and slow—”“No, Pyke. No more kissing. Can I ha
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