Layla’s pov

I felt his fingers lightly brushing between my lips that throbbed and dance with the slickness of my wetness.

I heard him pull in one of the sharpest of breaths when he found the evidence of my arousal. The raw desire in his eyes were intense and doing things to my body I wouldn’t want to admit outloud.

But then his words somehow flicked a switch in me. Or perhaps it wasn’t his words at all and perhaps was the sound of his voice that somehow caused me to shiver slightly.

“How about here Layla? What do feel here. Is it hot now?” He whispered hoarsely.

And maybe it was the way he said it or it was his question entirely that made me breathlessly utter my honesty.

* No. It’s blazing.”

I was truly and utterly embarrassed that I admitted that I wanted his touch on my throbbing core.

But I would be stupid to deny that I wasn’t affected when he had no doubt felt the evidence of my need.

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” No. It’s blazing.”

Tyler suddenly gulped the huge lump that caused his throat to suddenly feel so parched.

He didn’t know that those words would make him feel a sudden urge, almost wildish urge to just remove the barrier of the lace and just slip his cock in.

could picture it

sure she was tight. Her eyes would stare at him and he’d hope, God he’d hope she would part her mouth in

embarrassment to not give in to those urges that

had not expected her to admit and somehow her admission was somewhat much needed. He found that he actually was holding his breath before she had spoken. And if she hadn’t then his lungs wouldn’t have

with her, teach her a few things to let her get used to

damn fool for thinking he could

few lessons wouldn’t be

pretty girl get even wetter. She was literally drenching

one bit. In fact he had every intention of sucking every last drop of her essence when he was done

blush danced on her cheeks, raving on her entire face when he literally burned her with

of her lips and just the little of her opening he was playing with. Just a

on when she admiited that she wanted him there. Not exactly in those words,

you ever touched yourself?” Tyler found himself curious of her answer and somehow he was also finding himself to

ridiculous to even think that way but he couldn’t help

to answer and then doubted her when she replied with a shy

way she wouldn’t have felt aroused during her writing. She would’ve definitely

brow, eyeing her suspiciously. “Not once when you wrote erotica you touched yourself?” He knew his disbelief

was ashamed to

felt a smirk craft on his lips as he chuckled. He had never met a girl like Layla and wondered why he

of his classes. It was hard to not notice the girl with glasses

who would be unforgettable. He admitted in his head and eventually locked up those

playing with her pulsing lips that made Layla

never touched here?” He asked huskily, fighting the tightness in his voice as he trail his fingers back up to her clit and lightly starts to

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