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2024-10-29 19:42:56PYKE
Camila’s eyes mesmerize as we walk inside the showroom of the annual New York Sports Car Show. Car enthusiasts start inspecting the different car models—either customized and debut ones.
“Oh, my God, Pyke! A McLaren 570s coupé race-bred dynamics with a 3.8 litre, twin-turbocharger technology, V-eight cylinder engine with a seven-speed transmission, constructed with carbon fiber with a maximum speed of 124mph in 9.5 seconds.” Her hand grips my left arm tighter in excitement.
I smile.
“Don’t you know that Bruce McLaren was a race car designer, engineer, and an inventor? At age of 14 he started joining in a racing competition,” she adds enthusiastically.
There is nothing else sexier than a woman who’s fond of cars.
Cameras flash in every corner of this huge venue. From TV to magazine reporters are conducting their interviews with the new endorser of the Jaguar F-
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CamilaIt takes all my strength and courage as I step forward, reach up, and tiptoe to close the gap between Pyke and me. I tug his hair, clinging into him. Pressing my lips into his soft and slightly parted lips as he gasps in surprise. I brush my lips across him in a tentative motion. To my dismay, he’s not kissing me back.Crap!I release his hair from my grip, taking a step back.“Is that all you’ve got, Camila?” His deep voice turns raspier, huskier, and even sexier.My gaze pin on his blue-gray orbs, holding me captive and hypnotizing me. His eyes sparkle and his pupils dilate. My heart goes gallop when I feel his hand sliding on my waist, pulling me closer to him. A small whimper escapes from me.Before I can breathe, his lips are already crashing against mine, kissing me passionately. My eyes flutter closed, and I find myself kissing him back, making our li
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PYKEReluctantly, 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
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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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PYKEA year and a half later...It’s funny to watch my wife, yes, my wife fidgeting and constantly blowing a breath. This is her first major project. I can’t be any prouder of her as I watch her work hard in her growing 4x4 Gear.Her engineers and designers worked hard every day and night to perfect their design. I awed when I saw the graphic design she showed me when I visited her at her office.“Relax, Babe. You will get the deal, trust me.” I squeeze her trembling hand.They had a few proposals but had been turned down, said it was already on the market, but Camila never gave up and worked harder to make it more advanced and unique to attract the auto market.“You’re pretty confident,” she says, squeezing my hand back.“I am, and your project is just perfect. Trust me, you and your team did a great job. And I’m so proud of you.”“I didn’t get the deal yet, Love.”“No matter what their decis
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PYKE“Babe, I don’t think this is a good time.” The bolt of electricity sends through my cock when Camila strokes me through my bulge. I can come in my jeans if she will continue stroking me just the way I like it.“And why is that?” She seductively bites her bottom lip. She knows exactly I can’t say no to her.“We’ll gonna be late for Levi’s game, you know that,” I say, trying to distract myself but fail so when she begins to unbuckle my belt and unzip my jeans.“This won’t take long, trust me, Love,” she says confidently, pushing my jeans and boxers down to my knees.My hard and thick cock springs freely. Camila quickly down on her knees, making my cock jerks with anticipation. This is not her first time, but still, it excites me considering she sucks like a pro.God help me.I grab the edge of the dresser for support as I watch her teasing me. She grabs the base of my cock, stroking it slowl
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PYKEParker and Xandry are holding their abdomen and throwing their heads back at the sofa as they laugh like idiots. I shake my head in amusement and also of annoyance while watching them laughing at me. The entire house is filled with their barks of laughter.I’m glad that Xandry visited me and apologized to Camila. I forgave him, and there’s no reason to dwell on the past since I have Camila in my life now.My phone chimes in my grasp, a confirmation of my order I did online a few minutes ago. And the reason why the two idiots laugh their asses out at me.As promised, Parker reminds me that I fell worse than him. I plead guilty, and I can’t deny it because in less than two months I’m already engaged to Camila, compared to him and Emily of more than a year relationship.“Christ, Pyke! No wonder you punched me like there’s no tomorrow which it hurt like hell by the way. If it wasn’t my fault you got punches from m
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CamilaA gasp escapes my lips, stands on my feet when a male voice echoes in the small home. His baritone voice reminds me of his father.An uncertain smile spread across my lips as I watch Levi stops mid-way with a shock on his face. It’s obvious he doesn’t know about our unexpected visit. He drops his backpack to the floor with a thud, then blinks and closes his mouth.His dark chocolate eyes shift gazes between me and Pyke. He has Uncle Levi’s skin, hair, lips, and the shape of his face. At seventeen he’s tall and beefy. He’s wearing his school jersey and faded jeans.I move closer to him with a smile a little too excited. “Oh, my God! You really look like him.” I cup his face, staring at him with awe. I blink back the tears forming in my eyes when I notice his body goes rigid.Levi stays silent, and it bothers me that he might not like me being here—that’s what’s making me fidgety throughout the ride.“Do
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PYKEInstead of getting offended, I find myself smiling while Camila is in a deep frown.“I didn’t steal that. And just so you know, I was not proposing.” I release my arms from her, taking a seat in front of the dinner.Her scowl deepens. “So, all those words you’ve said were not actually true? You don’t mean it?”“What do you think?” I ask, provoking her.She blinks, bites her bottom lip, and looks down at the miniature car in her hand.Shit! She’s not gonna cry, isn’t she?“I shouldn’t have believed you, you know,” she mutters.“Come here.” I gesture my hand.She hesitates for seconds.“Sit, Babe.” I look up at her and hold her hands. “I mean every word I said. I can’t live a second without you. Who would have thought I will fall in love one day? But I never regretted falling hard for you. I love you so much, Camila.”I take the car from her hand. “I should’ve let you
Dare for Me 39
CamilaThe doctor allows me to go home since my test results are within a normal range. I’m under stress these couple of days. I finally agree to see a psychologist when the nightmare still keeping me awake almost every night.Pyke is still lying in the hospital bed for two days now. His lungs are filled with smoke. The pulmonologist advised to keep him on assist control breathing to clean up his lungs. And thank God, Kyland didn’t get many injuries besides a little bump on his head—no concussion, a left black-eyed, and split lip caused by that psychopath who pretended to be Pyke’s relative.What happened two nights ago finally convinces me that Pyke is important to me than anything. I keep on denying that I’m only attracted to him rather than facing the fact that I let him into my life because I trust him more than I trust anyone in my life. I sleep with him because I know my body belongs to him—my fate is to be with him. Our
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PYKEMy mind is still hazy with mind-blowing orgasm minutes ago to notice my phone is constantly vibrating on the floor.“Pyke, your phone.” My love, Camila squeezes my arm that draped around her waist.“Shush, sleep,” I say between kisses. My cock hardens again into her soft moans as she responses to my light kisses at the back of her neck.“Seriously, Pyke, that could be an emergency,” she groans, sounding irritated.“What the hell they want at this time?” I lift my head to check the clock on her nightstand. “It’s three in the morning, Babe.”She turns her head to face me. “That’s what I mean. Nobody calls at this—”Her words cut off when her phone rings. We both freeze and stare at each other for good seconds.She grabs her phone in a quick motion and looks at the screen. I grab it from her hand when I notice the caller ID. I press the answer button and sits straight. Whoever is this caller mak
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Camila“Babe, get some sleep,” Pyke coos. “It’s been a long day.”“Good night, Pyke.” I slip back inside my blanket, feeling a little disappointed.“I’m not going anywhere.” He must have sensed my dismay. Then he says as he runs his fingers through my hair, “I’ll be right here until you fall to sleep.”“I know, but I don’t want you to go even if I fall asleep.” I feel a little bit needy and desperate, but I want Pyke to be by my side right now. “You’ve been far from me for a week. Please stay.”“Are you sure?” he asks almost immediately.My heart flutters to the thought of his excitement of staying beside me tonight. Heat spreads all over my body like a little spark could light up the fire that has been dead for a week.I nod, close my eyes, and move to my side giving him my back. I hear shuffling of his clothes and clinking of metal, probably his belt. A moment later, my bed sinks on my back and Pyke g
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PYKE“You’re screwed,” Dad mumbles under his breath.I can’t believe Dad said that word. Sighing helplessly, I shake my head repeatedly as I watch Camila walks away. Megan follows after shooting me a glare.“You need to do something before you will lose her, Pyke,” Dad continues.My head snaps at him. “Do you think I don’t know that? You just worsened the scenario.”“I called you here to explain not to blame me,” Dad whispers through gritted teeth.“Whatever.” I jerk to my feet still glaring at him. Unconsciously, I slow my pace toward the hallway when a soft hand grabs my arm.“Let her get some rest, Pyke—she needs it. Her sleep had been deprived lately,” Issa says, sounding bothered.“Why doesn’t she get a good sleep?” I also noticed the dark circle under her eyes earlier. The most beautiful chocolate eyes I’ve seen are now sorrowful and frightened.“The doctor suggested a therapist, but s
