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

would stare at him and he’d

a lot of restraint, much to his 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

slow with her, teach her a few things to let her get used to things. Let her open up to

fool for thinking

lessons wouldn’t

you make a pretty girl get even wetter. She

every intention of

on her cheeks, raving on her

soft.” He lets out, referring to the feel of her lips and just the little of her opening he was playing with. Just a little push, that would be all he

to have lost the bold look she had on when she admiited that she wanted him

touched yourself?” Tyler found himself curious of her answer and somehow he was also finding himself to feel a tinge of

knew it was absolutely ridiculous to even

her to answer and then doubted her when

no way she wouldn’t have felt aroused during her writing. She would’ve definitely touched herself, there was no truly innocent

her suspiciously. “Not once when you wrote erotica you touched yourself?”

was ashamed

chuckled. He had never met

her in some of his classes. It was hard to not notice the girl with

would be unforgettable. He admitted in his head and eventually locked up those thoughts too because

distracted himself from his thoughts by playing with her pulsing lips that made Layla let out one of the most prettiest of moans he had ever

fighting the tightness in his voice as he trail his fingers back up to her clit and

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