Chapter 11 Sex Chat
Ayra’s POV
I prepared to kick the person in the crotch when I heard a deep voice I knew too well. Mike.
“Stay still,” he whispered slowly in my ear, followed by the loud blast of a gun.
My gaze flickered to the shot mini python.
My eyes widened when I saw what happened. I turned when he released me, and I watched as he tucked his gun back into his pocket.
“Why... how? I mean, thank you,” I whispered. I did not even know a snake stood so close to me.
I wondered what would have happened if it bit me. I shook my head to wipe the negative thoughts away.
“You’re welcome. You owed me one,” he said before he walked away.
I placed my hand on my chest as I ran after him. “What did you want?” I asked the obvious. He might as well tell me what he wanted. If I performed the task, then we stood even.
I did not know if it was just me, but I hated debt so much. It made me feel trapped.
He halted, turned, and faced me. “What did I want?” he asked, tilting his head to the side as he scanned me from head to toe.
I cleared my throat. “Yes. I did not like holding debt,” I said in a low voice.
Suddenly he smiled, placing his hands in his pants pockets. “What if I said I want to fuck you?” He said with a straight face.
My mouth hung open, unable to form a word. I did not know he was such a blunt person.
Then he chuckled. “I’m not in a rush, so you could think about it.” He paused, coming so close to me, he bent close to my ear. “After all, we have plenty of time on our hands,” he said, before walking away.
My body stayed rooted. He wanted to fuck me? After everything? I thought he knew about the affair I had with my brothers, or perhaps he tried to turn a blind eye.
Many thoughts ran through my mind as I walked slowly to my room.
I sat on my bed when I heard a notification sound on my phone. I checked the message. “Sorry I just got your text, I was deployed to another military base. I miss you so much,” Justin’s text said.
I sighed as I typed my reply. “I missed you too.” Instantly, he sent a picture.
My heart skipped. I licked my lips when I saw what he sent, a clear picture of his hard cock outside his briefs.
“Even my dick missed you,” another message popped in.
Getting straight into the mood, “I wished I had that wrapped around my mouth,” I sent another response to him.
“Oh my god, you will be the death of me, Ayra. Keep telling me those dirty words,” he replied.
My body trembled with heat as I continued sending dirty words which I knew he probably jerked off to.
“Fuckkk... you made me cum so hard,” Justin sent another message with a happy sticker.
My face broke into a smile. I thought we would continue since I had not reached an orgasm yet, but he responded saying he had to go because he had much pending work to do.
My heart stung, but I replied okay anyway. I did not want to be the one who held him back from his work.
I rested my back on the bed and stared at the ceiling while the words of Mike crossed my mind. He wanted to fuck me. I wondered if he possessed a big cock or if he was another Philip.
My brows furrowed when I realized what I was thinking. I shook my head. I stood up from the bed and removed my clothes.
I took a cold shower. Even though I wanted to touch my boobs and attend to my greedy pussy, I decided against it.
So that night, I just showered and went to sleep.
The next morning, I woke up early. I stretched out my arms. I checked the clock and saw it was only five-thirty-six.
I tried to go back to sleep, but I failed. With no option left, I got up and put on some sweatpants and a short, fitted top. I decided to go for a run.
I ran around the building. I would be crazy to go near the woods again.
My eyes flickered to Philip as he tried to run with me. I quickly followed another route.
Could he not take the clue? I would not fuck his tiny cock!
I scoffed as I continued running. My eyes caught a figure doing push-ups with a bare chest. His muscles flexed with each movement.
My legs stopped instantly when I saw who it was. Standing at the corner, I peeked and watched how Mike stood. The sweat that dripped from his stomach and disappeared down into his briefs.
My hand flew to my mouth when I saw the size of his stiff cock in his shorts.
Shit. I squeezed my thighs. He was definitely blessed down there. My mind played different scenarios of him fucking me.
The thought of it made my pussy water. I bit my lips while I still watched him in secret.
Suddenly, someone tapped my shoulder. I jolted, looking behind me, I saw the last person I wanted to see.
“I thought you were running. Why did you stop?” Philip asked, staring at me with confusion written over his face.
My eyes glanced from Mike, who still worked out, to the dumb doctor who stood in front of me.
“I was tired. I needed a break,” I lied through my teeth.
I saw his eyes widen. Moving so close to me, his hand touched my shoulder as he scanned my body.
With a frown, I asked, “What are you doing?” I felt clearly annoyed.
But he just scratched his head and smiled at me. “I wanted to check if you are okay,” he said.
I sighed. It seemed he was very dull. I wondered how he became a doctor.
“I was tired, not hurt,” I said clearly so he would understand.
We were so lost in our conversation that I did not notice Mike had already reached where we stood. “Hey,” he whispered to us as his eyes darted from Philip to me.
Unable to form a word I stare at him dumbfounded. When no one answered him, “I’m sorry for ruining the moment,” he said in a small voice before he walked away.
My heart skipped. Wait, did he just misunderstand what happened?