Pyke novel Chapter 43

“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 slowly while her eyes are glassy looking up to me.

“Aren’t you too excited, Pyke?”

“Always, Babe, but you don’t have to do this.” Despite my protest, I still find myself following her stroke, moving my hips forward to feel the friction of our skin.

I gasp, cursing under my breath when she licks the pre-cum glistening at the tip of my cock.

“Babe,” I groan, throwing my head back when she takes me in, in a long fluid motion.

God, she looks incredibly hot with her mouth gripping my cock tightly. Her mouth is so slick, soft, and widely stretched like how I imagine her on our first met. My balls tighten, building my orgasm.

My eyes cross, I’m not going to last long. Fuck me! It makes me already hazy with satisfaction. I don’t really care if we’re going to be late for the game, all I want is to make us come together.

“Babe, I need to be inside you,” growling, my fists crack at my sides.

Camila sucks me hard one last time, then releases me with a pop. Still glistening with her saliva. I gesture my finger to turn around. “Perhaps you can push down your panties, too.”

“My pleasure.” She stands up, licks her lips, and yanks up her red dress to her waist. Pushing her panties down without a second thought, she turns around giving me the full view of her round ass.

“Fuck!”

She spreads her legs wide, hands on the edge of the bed as she bends herself with her over the knee boots on.

I grip her waist while my free hand finds her wet, warm, and swollen pussy. I push my finger inside, pumping her with few strokes and pull out back when she’s ready enough.

Aligning my cock into her opening, I push it slowly and bury deep as far as she takes me in, filling her completely. Holding still, I take a deep breathe not to come right away. Then I begin to move in a slow stroke.

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“Don’t go slow, Pyke.”

I do as she wants, pumping her fast and hard until we both come and fall together to the floor while catching our breath.

“I thought you two will ditch me.” Liv kisses Camila on her cheek and hugs me after.

“Sorry, we’re late. I’m not gonna miss the last high school game of my brother, Mom. We just caught in traffic,” Camila says as she sits between us.

I chuckle at her lying to her mom. I feel her hand gripping my knee to shut up.

“You’re right, Babe, it didn’t take a long time, indeed. I admire your time management. The game is just about to start,” I whisper.

“Shut up.” She slaps my knee playfully. Obviously, she still has a post-orgasmic glow on her face, and it doesn’t go unnoticed to her mother.

“I was not born yesterday, Cam. I know how sexually active are young people like you. Fulfilling your partner sexually is always a strong foundation for your relationship.”

“Oh, please, Mom. Let’s not talk about sex when Pyke is around.” Camila covers her face with her hands, shaking her head repeatedly.

I laugh, seeing Camila embarrassed in front of her mom is priceless. I’m happy for her, and they seem to get along well. She talks to her mother and Levi every day after her work and before going to bed.

Liv and Levi came to her apartment to celebrate the judge's decision. Everyone was there including my parents. Levi immediately gets along with Kyland like brothers. I proposed properly to her on that night and that’s the highlight of the evening. I’m more than happy that she likes the ring I designed for her.

As she promised, Camila starts seeing a therapist for a week now.

The announcer finally calls the players. The stadium roars, whistles, stomps feet, cheers, and boos as the guests run to the field with their blue and white uniform. Then the home players enter. The crowd goes crazy, more roaring—it feels like yesterday when I was in high school, and now I’m about to watch my fiancee’s brother which never in my life I imagine this coming.

Camila stands up and yells, “Whoo! That’s my brother!” She even jumps with excitement. I’m amazed at how she’s supportive of her brother that she just met two weeks ago.

“They’ll gonna win, Pyke!” She continues jumping like a schoolgirl.

“Perhaps you should sit down now.” I laugh. “You will lose your voice before the game starts.”

“Kyland didn’t play football, so I never went to any game.”

“Oh?” her mom reacts.

“Yup. We worked in a café after school together, but I had to stop when Kyland’s Dad got into an accident. I took care of him when Kyland and Auntie were at work.”

“I’m sorry, Cam.” Her mom hugs her, kissing the top of her head.

“It’s okay. He didn’t suffer much.”

“I heard about that. Just a year after Levi Sr. died.”

Cam is right, Levi’s team won by five points.

“Levi!” Camila yells, waving her hand in the middle of the crowd as soon as Levi comes to view.

Levi’s lips spread into a wide grin, sprinting toward us. He drops his bag on the ground, lifting his sister up. Camila yelps in surprise and laughs.

“You’re my lucky charm, sis,” Levi says after putting Camila down on her feet.

“Oh, come on, your team is actually good.”

“Just good?” Levi cocks his brow.

Camila rolls her eyes and says, “Fine, your team is the best!”

“You said that because you don’t know anything about football,” I retort.