~ Not craving for Pancakes

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𝐙𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐃 at Nyx as she flipped the pancake onto the plate, bathed it in apple syrup, decorated it with delicious-looking strawberries, and served it to him. The plate in front of him certainly made him growl in hunger but the mesmerizing sight in front of him made him want to take a long cold shower filled with moans of Nyx.

If only wishes do come true.

Nyx could feel Zion's eyes all over her body and she smiled knowing that her trick of changing into his clothes worked. She had read somewhere that guys like seeing women in their clothes. Considering she has seen Jason get a boner every damn time she walked around in his shirts, she was sure that if Zion was somewhat attracted to her, it will work.

And it did.

She served some pancakes for herself after making a pile of them for Zion - that boy had a hunger equivalent to that of an ape. She was still surprised as to how he managed to remain so fit even though consuming so much food daily. Maybe it is his gym sessions.

"Are you going to continue to fuck me with your eyes or indulge in the tasty breakfast I have prepared for you? Ask Gracie, I have worked really hard to perfect pancakes so you should at least reward me for it." Nyx teases Zion.

Zion's mind quickly snaps back to reality but his eyes still remain on the gorgeous woman standing in front of him. She looked out-of-the-world in his hoodie - her slender sun-kissed legs, her plump lips, those round fuller breasts of hers, and those enchanting dark brown eyes of her. He wished that he could tear off that hoodie from her body.

Right now, it was just a mere obstruction blocking the most perfect view he would set on in his life.

Nyx met Zion's eyes as she sat opposite him on the kitchen counter, hating the distance between them since she missed his body heat. All she knew right then, that she was going to call Jason as soon as Zion leaves. She needed some relief and Jason knew the best way to grant her that.

Zion watched as she picked up a strawberry and took a bite of it with her plump lips. The sight of her devouring her food never troubled him before but right now, he couldn't have been more turned on from seeing her eat those strawberries. Gosh, how much he wished that it was his cock between her mouth.

"Zion? Your food will get cold..." Nyx said again, interrupting the dangerous thoughts surfacing in his dirty mind. He needed to get out of here as soon as possible. A shower was calling out for him.

Zion focused on the pile of pancakes kept in front of him and with his fast eating skills, he managed to devour them in record time. His cock was screaming for relief and it was hurting like a bitch.

Nyx watched as Zion finished his pancakes and quickly got up. She didn't fail to notice the bulge in his sweatpants and was sure that it would be painful. Her desire to have a taste of him increased manifold and she clenched her legs below the counter.

This plan was back-firing since she was getting equally sexually frustrated.

"The pancakes were great, sunshine. I am going to take a shower in the guest room...." he says and quickly dashes away. Nyx chuckles at his behavior - the guy didn't even try to hide his boner.

"Why don't you two kiss already?" Nyx hears Gracie says.

Nyx is left speechless and embarrassed as Gracie walks into the kitchen, grabbing their empty dirty plates and starting to wash them in the sink.

"And why would I do that, Gracie?" she asks, trying to playing all innocent.

"I can feel the sexual tension from across the room. Although I would be grateful if you pounced on each other like frustrated animals after I go back to my room, I couldn't help but ask what is stopping you? The guy likes you a lot, Celeste." Gracie says as she does her chores.

Nyx scoffed. If only it was that simple. There were millions of things that could go wrong if she made the first move - she wasn't sure what he wanted from her. Reading his signals wrong can cost the friendship they have built over all these years and Nyx would never risk that.

As much as she wanted to be out of the friend zone.

"He doesn't like me, Gracie. Now I don't want to talk about this anymore. Also, I will be going out tonight so don't make any dinner for me." she informs Gracie.

Then, she walks out of the kitchen and into her room.

She really needs to call Jason.

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𝐍𝐘𝐗 𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐃 𝐎𝐍 the couch with a blanket on as she watched Angelina Jolie beat the crap out of some random guy. SALT was one of her favorite movies and she was proud to admit that she wasn't a cliche girl. Romance wasn't really her type - she got bored at the beginning of every single movie in that genre. They just seem to make everything so unrealistic that she lost her interest in it, completely.

Zion was lying next to her, his arms around her waist and his breathing slow - he was in a deep slumber. Nyx didn't dare to wake him up since he drifted after she gave him the medicine. He needed rest right now.

Nyx's eyes turned to the clock hanging on the wall and she remembered she had to meet with Jason in an hour. She groaned as she got up, a pang of guilt surfacing inside her heart as she felt like she was betraying Zion.

But she remembered they were not dating and she was one horny bitch because of him.

She walked to her room after adjusting Zion comfortably on the couch and putting a soft pillow below his head. Snatching a red dress with sweetheart front and look that will make any jaw drop, she walked into her washroom.

After a quick shower, she smelled like roses. She changed into the dress and walked out to have a good look at herself in her bedroom mirror. The dress hugged her curves perfectly and she was glad that her personal designer was so talented.

After applying some makeup and bathing herself in Jason's favorite perfume, she walked out with her black high heels in her hand. She didn't want the clicking sound of her heels disturbing Zion - scratch that, she didn't want Zion to wake up and question her appearance.

She would be back tonight since she wanted to take care of Zion. So, no drinking for her, unfortunately.

She informed Gracie that she was leaving and quietly walked out of her penthouse after kissing Zion on his cheek. She chuckled as she heard him groan in response.

Her phone vibrated and she checked to find out that Jason was already in the club. She walked out quickly, being careful not to slam the door behind her.

She should have been glad that she is getting some action tonight.

But then, why does she feel so guilty?

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