Carlos
Everyone is getting ready to leave. I am waiting for Daniel as he says goodbye to people. I have never been so thankful for something to come to an end. It isn’t because I didn’t enjoy myself. I did. But the last few hours have been torture for me because of Miss Kyla. She has kept her distance, mostly, but she has sent me some naughty texts. The woman is driving me insane. I have never met anyone like her. And the heated make-out session earlier has made matters a million times worse for me because I can’t get the damn kiss out of my mind.
I still have not decided whether I will go to her place tonight. I want to badly because I need to get out of my f*****g system. However, I don’t know if I can betray my friend in such a manner. Yes, no one needs to know, but I would, and I am unsure if I could deal with the guilt which will probably follow. I am also ten years older than her. I usually have a rule not to get involved with anyone under the age of twenty-five, and she is twenty-four. There is a lot to consider before I jump into bed with her, but at the same time, I am a man with needs and desires. Everything is all up in the air right now. Maybe she will forget to text me later, and we can pretend like nothing happened.
I see Daniel’s approach, and he isn’t alone. The three girls are with him.
“Change of plans; we are going out.” Daniel smiles.
“We are?”
“Yes. You two are coming out with us. We aren’t taking no for an answer.” Kyla says firmly.
No! I am supposed to be getting away from Kyla, not spending more time with her.
“Um, okay,” I reply.
“Great. The girls need to go home and change.” Daniel says.
Kyla smiles sweetly, “Yeah, you guys can come to mine and have a beer while you wait for us. We won’t be long.”
A part of me badly wants to come up with an excuse to leave, but it would be rude of me. Instead, I only nod and smile. We all say a last goodbye to everyone and head out.
“Uber is on the way. It will be here in ten minutes,” Claire announces.
Kyla comes to stand next to me while the others are occupying themselves.
“Hey, handsome, did you miss me?” she whispers.
I turn to look at her, “You didn’t give me a chance too.” I chuckle.
Kyla bats her lashes at me, “I don’t know what you mean.”
I raise my brow at her, “A little too late to try to play innocent on me. No innocent person writes such naughty text messages.”
“Oh, those. They are nothing compared to the type I usually send. You have no idea how dirty and naughty I can be, Carlos.”
She purrs when she says my name, and it causes a shudder to run through me.
“I can only imagine…”
I get the vibe from Kyla; she would be one not only to send dirty texts but also photos and videos without even thinking about it twice.
“I can show you later,” she smirks and licks her lips.
“I didn’t say I was coming.”
“You didn’t say you weren’t either.” She replies smugly, pats my chest, and walks away.
I groan and run my fingers through my hair in frustration for what feels like the tenth time today. I pull myself together in time for the car to pull in to take us to Kyla’s place. I make sure to grab a seat away from her. I don’t trust sitting next to her in the back of a dark car. I am sure she would have a little fun with it, but I would rather Daniel not catch us.
I don’t know how I will manage to get through the rest of the night!
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Daniel and I were having a beer as we waited for the girls who were getting ready in Kyla’s bedroom, and knowing Kyla was in the room half-naked was giving me impure thoughts. I can picture it in my head like a creep. The woman is getting into my head so badly, and I barely even know her. How is this fair? I am a grown-ass man; a woman ten years younger than me shouldn’t be making me lose my s**t.
The sound of heels clicking against the tiled floor pulls me from my thoughts. I don’t even want to imagine what Kyla is in. I consider taking a sip of my beer, but soon realise if I do, and she ends up in front of me in some sexy little dress and killer heels, I am either going to choke or spit my beer everywhere. I would prefer to do neither.
“Told you we wouldn’t be long,” Kyla says, standing right in front of me.
My eyes trail her from bottom to top. She is in a sexy little strapless red dress, which doesn’t leave much to the imagination. Her outfit finished off with a pair of killer black heels. I finally meet her eye, and she is trying her best to hold back a smirk. I swallow hard, licking my lips and grip onto the sofa. My c**k is throbbing again.
“You are wearing that? Are you trying to flash everything to the world?” Daniel says in disapproval.
“Yes. What I wear is none of your business, brother.” Kyla counters.
“At least take a coat,” he sighs.
Kyla rolls her eyes, “Yes, father.”
Each word drips with sarcasm. Daniel shakes his head, not saying another word. Kyla walks over to grab a coat, and I can’t keep my eyes off her. The dress covers her ass and no more. f**k, those thighs are sexy. Who am I kidding? Every inch of her is sexy. She pulls a coat on, which stops at her knees.
“Ready?” she asks.
We were walking to the bar since it is a short distance from her apartment. She stays pretty close to me. I live in the building down and across the street from her. I am surprised I haven’t seen her around before. I would have noticed her. I won’t tell her how close I am because she may use it to her advantage.
Daniel and I finish off our beers, and we all head out. The streets are busy with people, but I am not surprised since it is the weekend. I make sure to walk on the opposite side of Kyla, everyone between us.
I feel my cell vibrate in my pocket, signalling a text. I glance over at Kyla, and she has hers in her hand. I wonder who my text is from. I take it from my pocket and hold it in a position where no one else can see it.
Tell me, what sort of thoughts were running around in your head when I came through in the dress? I knew you were turned on; it was written all over your face. Did you imagine ripping it from my body? Or were you wondering what it would feel like to have my legs wrapped around you? Tell me, don’t be shy, handsome xx
I read through it two times, trying to decide if I wanted to reply or not. If I don’t, will it make things worse for me? Will she step it up a level? I shouldn’t even need to think. I am not usually like this. If a woman is sending me dirty texts, I reply without hesitation. I enjoy it. Maybe it is time for me to play her at her own game.
All I could imagine was hiking that sexy little dress up by your hips, ripping your panties off and f*****g you against the closest wall xx
I hesitate but finally hit send. I stare over to see her reaction. She is smirking to herself.
Who says I am wearing any panties? Xx
Surely, she has underwear, especially with how short the dress is. She bends over for some reason, or the dress rides up even an inch or two; she will be flashing everything.
Are you? X
You can find out later ;) xx
Come on, tell me xx
If she doesn’t answer, my mind will run wild all night. I waited for a reply, but it didn’t come. I realise she no longer has her phone in her hand. Oh, okay, she wants to play this game. I can play, and trust me, I will not be the only one flustered, sexually frustrated and turned on.