All Chapters of Cash, Codes&Cars : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

In Tresh’s mansion’s rooftop swimming pool, Amaya  gasped and unintentionally bit her lower lip, mesmerised by Tresh’s perfect physique as he emerged out of the water. She really had no business marvelling at another men when she had a partner but the tight black shorts he had on outlined his manhood and revealed his strong toned thighs and buttocks. His exposed tattooed masculine chest and arms too tempting . She could not help her mind from wondering if the stories about his gifted manhood size from his many sexual partners were true. Water dripped down his body as he walked towards her but instead of taking the seat next to her, he sat on her lap, facing her.         Amaya’s heart raced as she shifted uncomfortably in her two piece bikini suit hoping she was not blushing and her thoughts were

“TT my man, you really have it bad” Big G said, starting to sympathise with his friend. Amaya seemed to be turning Tresh’s life upside down. Tresh was absentminded the rest of their get together. “You have no idea, man” Tresh responded. Big G and Blaze understood his frustrations better than anyone because their lifestyle was similar to his. “I can’t believe that I have to reschedule the stupid event because I don’t want to accept a payout from Amaya” he added, still in disbelief. “At least you know that she is not after your money” Blaze suggested. That was the biggest challenge they all had when it came to dating and settling down. The women they attracted were either into the lavish lifestyle and fame or gold diggers. “I don’t know man, I

In Blaze’ mansion, Tresh emerged from the bedroom with one of the many models his friend keeps around. His usual choice was not around that day, with the tension he felt he had to settle for the one around. He was not surprised to find out that she knew exactly what he liked in bed because his sex life was general knowledge amongst his fans and models. He made a mental note never to pick her again, she was just too eager for his liking. Her screams and moans were a complete turn off to him, something that had never happened before. He started wondering if that was not Amaya’s influence on him. “Tresh my man, you are clearly starving. How long are you going to keep up with this?” Big G asked blowing out the smoke with his pursed lips. Tresh had seduced the model the moment he walked in, that was before he had any conversation with his best friends.  “Amaya is going through some heartbreaking shit, I have to be there for

Tresh lay on the sofa, wincing with pain “Whatever you do, don’t tell Amaya” he instructed his brother and friends who were inundated with calls about his accident. The pain medication he was given by his doctor had not started kicking in yet,  his whole body was hurting like hell.  “Why not?” Big G asked with a huge grin, amused. Tresh and Amaya’s relationship was just too bizarre.  “She will freak out, okay” Tresh explained with a serious tone. It had only been six months since Mandy’s death which Amaya was still struggling to come to terms with. The last thing he needed was her worrying about him as well.  “Why would she freak out if she is not your woman?” Blaze asked, also amused. Tresh was a completely different guy when it came to Amaya.

A week later, Amaya reached over the pedestal to turn off her alarm. Her butt unintentionally brushed against Tresh’s crouch who grabbed her waist bringing her back to the bed. She landed right on top of him, her butt now directly over his manhood “Morning” he murmured softly kissing her ear and fiddling with her breast. Amaya gasped knowing too well what would follow. Too familiar with the smell of his cologne, the contours of his sexy body, every detail of his tattooed chest and his very responsive manhood. The 48hours she initially intended to spend with him ended up being seven days which they spent most of in bed but she could not stay away from work any longer. “I have to go” she said, attempting to get off him. “Do you have to?” he asked with a hoarse voice, pulling her back, already aroused. His breath touched her ear, send