Tyler thought he could’ve handled just a slight brush but then his lips became urgent and press harder.

Her lips felt impossibly soft and tasted….

Sweet.

Yet he was sure she hadn’t had any lipgloss on her lips, and neither did her breath smell like she sucked on any kind of sweet.

But what was so strange about this, especially his actions was that, Tyler was moving his lips against hers, softly.

Tyler doesn’t kiss softly, that was too boring. He kissed rough and harsh. He’d even bite them, hard. He love when they moaned in pain yet in pleasure too.

But Layla said nothing, not one squeak. In fact, her lips were completely frozen.

Had he managed to make her turn to a block of ice? Or steel perhaps?

Tyler pulled away slightly and his lips tingle to press back on hers. He didn’t understand his body or his urges. Nothing added up.

“Kiss me back.” He whispered, one of his hands snaked against her waist, the pad of his fingers teasing on her skin which made her jerk forward into him and gasps.

He couldn’t believe his voice sounded a little breathless and almost pleading just there.

His other hand goes to the back of her head, tangling his fingers into her hair. Her hair felt soft. Really, really soft.

He wanted to dig his nose in the softness and sniff.

Sniff?

What was truly wrong with him?

lips against hers so she’d have the urge to

She felt stiff under

the car was now replaced by a shy girl who had no idea how

not have done anything close to what

her to learn every

and he’d wonder for a second if she was cold. But surely she couldn’t be, especially since his room wasn’t at all

into his arms, wrapping his arms around her as a way

let her go and make her get

to

even care that his lungs were crying

on this being one of the first lessons. He was

Yes that was it.

Nothing more.

arms. Yet she didn’t feel too small for him. In fact, one would say she was the perfect size for

this, his heart made a strange leap and he pulled away from her like she had burnt

steady his breathing, peering down at her in confusion. Not because

and brushed a thumb over his sternum. That leap was just in

was nothing, he thought.

cleared his throat and Layla snapped

eyes almost robbed him of his

Layla’s pov

was beating against my chest harshly. I could literally feel

that’s how kissing Tyler Wood feels

more. No wonder Karen was so

what he was

felt, tender. He had sucked

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