chapter32 

Tyler wanted to tease her first. Teasing Layla was somewhat enjoyable. 

With his fingers brushing her soft warm cheek Tyler looks at her expectedly with a lifted brow. 

He smirked when Layla rolled those brown eyes. “Cold.” She says through a barely opened mouth. 

But then Tyler thought he had doomed himself when his eyes seem to drop from the brown pools to stare at plump lips that looked raw and throbbing from his assault. 

His fingers feathered across her cheeks to the corner of her mouth where she sucks in a sharp uneven breath. “Cold.” 

Tyler lifted his eyes to hers and with amusement, he noticed that her eyes were lowered. 

“Remember, no lying. “He says again, knowing he had obviously irritated her when she lifted her gaze and glared. 

He bit his own lip. 

“I wasn’t lying. I simply don’t crave you there.” Another stress on the word crave. 

Hmmm. He’d have to do more if he wants her to admit her wanting his touch, Tyler thought with mirth. 

This was indeed getting to be quite enjoyable. 

Tyler’s fingers play on her lips as he watch her. “Cold.” She whispered almost breathlessly. 

She was lying. Tyler knew that by the twitch of her cute button nose. 

those stupid words? It was the word adorable

to tease her. He pushed his thumb a little in the space of her mouth

her with his eyes and voice. “You say it’s cold?” He

when his thumb

fall of her

didn’t want to call her out on her bullshit just yet. He wants her to willingly

wasn’t so sure he’d not skip a few lessons and jump straight to

He hums, keeping his eyes trained on her as he slides his fingers down her lips to her chin and then trailed them down

demanded when he felt the hitch of her breath beneath his fingers and saw her move her eyes away

tracing the pulse and vein that he somehow could picture pumping blood. “How do you feel there?” He asked, tightly holding the sound

lighter,

Tyler’s lips quirk. 

truly something else.

unwilling to admit that she

girl. Perhaps the most he’d ever have the pleasure of being in

don’t want my lips on your neck?” He asked with a soft tone of

and traps her bottom lip between

disbelief. “You don’t crave for my tongue to lick up the length of your

head again, this time her cheeks flushing ever so lightly with pink.

time did snort out loud but continued his game of

fingers down the hollowness of her neck to her collarbone

His eyes danced. 

take for her to admit that she

her

then snake back to just the middle of the bone. And with a gaze of determination of his own, Tyler skimmed the fingers down to her

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