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PYKE
After our post-orgasmic bliss, I snuggle Camila into my arms and tangle my legs with hers while we share the small space on the couch.
I’m not used to cuddling a woman after sex—no pillow talk. Oddly, it feels good to just rest for a while without bother running away. This is my second time with her, yet, it still excites like the first time.
“You okay?” I ask her when she seems so silent.
Her brows knit as if in deep thoughts. She lifts up her chin and nods. Her glassy stare locks mine. She looks magnificent wearing a post-orgasmic look.
“I should really go, Pyke.” She sighs heavily, taking my hands off that wrap around her petite body.
My body suddenly stiffens. That’s the last thing I think will come from her mouth. She came to my apartment and literally begged for me to have sex with her, and now she’s leaving.
“Stay, Babe. I’ll send you home tomorrow,” I say slowly, ki
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