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

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

embarrassment to not give in to those urges that was

He found that he actually was holding his breath before she

few things to let her get used to

fool for thinking he could move so

few lessons wouldn’t be so

a pretty girl get even wetter. She was literally

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

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

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

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

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

to even think that way but he couldn’t help

then doubted her when she replied with a shy

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

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

ashamed to

lips as he chuckled. He had never met a girl like

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

and eventually locked up those thoughts too

made Layla let out one of

trail his fingers back up to her clit and

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