Dimelo Papi | Zabdiel De Jesus

Chapter 37: Desire

Zabdiel

"¿Aquí me vas a tener secuestrada en este cuarto?" Camila asks me. I'm still standing in front of the door.

"Sería buena idea, no crees?" I stick my tongue out.

I don't even know why I'm keeping her from leaving this room. I'm just finding this whole situation hilarious.

"Pronto va venir alguien y le voy a decir que me tenias secuestrada para que te echen a la carcel." She says and I laugh.

"Tas loca." I laugh even more.

"¡Como se me pudo olvidar!" She says and quickly pulls out her phone and immediately dials someone. "¡Yoandri! ¡Ayúdame! Estoy aquí en los estudios y Zabdiel me tiene-" I snatch her phone from her hands.

"Ya tú sabes que Camila es muy dramática. No le haga caso usted." I say to Yoandri.

"¡Ven por mi!" She yells so she can be heard.

"Adiós, Yoyo. Estamos ocupados." I hang up.

"¡Dame mi teléfono!" She demands.

"Déjame lo pienso."

"¡En verdad no puedo contigo, eres bipolar!" She shakes her head at me.

"¿Tú te crees una psicóloga para diagnosticarme una enfermedad o que?" I tease her. Not only Camila's phrases and slang but also her sarcasm and playfulness have rubbed off on me.

I expect her to back away further from me but instead she walks up to me, making sure our bodies our touching. Both of our breathing has definitely quickened.

"Me da pena contarte esto." Camila looks at me shyly then hides her face in my chest. I'm positive she can hear my loud heartbeat.

"Tú sabes que me puedes contar lo que tú quieras." I run my hands through her hair.

"Voy a sonar como una loca." She giggles.

"Nomás dímelo, no me voy a reír." I smile.

"Estoy disfrutando que me tengas aquí y no me dejes ir." She runs her thumb across my bottom lip.

"¿Me deseas?" She whispers in my ear. My jeans feel incredibly tight against my member.

"S-Si." I manage to say.

"Le dijiste a Yoandri que íbamos a estar ocupados y no veo que estamos haciendo algo." She pouts while tugging at my shirt.

"Vamos a hacer lo que tú quieras." I am under her spell.

"Bésame." She demands.

As I'm about to kiss her she uses a self-defense technique on me with her foot against mine causing me to fall to the floor.

"Te la creíste." She is cracking up of laughter.

Camila grabs her phone and runs out of the lounge as fast as she can. I stand up quickly as I can and chase after her. I'm laughing the whole time I'm chasing after her.

I see her stop running and walk into a room normally. I enter the room normally as well and see that all of the boys are there. Camila is already talking to Joel, Alan, Jaime, and Erick. I go over with Christopher, Yoandri, Johann, and Richard.

"¿Que tú no y Camila estaban bien ocupados?" Yoandri wiggles his eyebrows.

"Ella me estaba rogando que habláramos y yo soy muy buena gente so le di la oportunidad que habláramos." I lie causing them to roll their eyes playfully.

"Por eso me hablo y me dijo que la tenías encerrada." Yoandri calls me out causing me to gently push him.

"Ya sabes cómo son las mujeres, son bien dramáticas. Ella solo estaba enojada por qué no le di su manera a la princesa y por eso te hablo desesperada por qué no sabía que inventar." I explain making things up.