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.

picture it

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

restraint, much to his embarrassment to not

was somewhat much needed. He found that he actually was holding his breath before

things to let her get used to things. Let her open

a damn fool for thinking

a few lessons wouldn’t be so

that’s how you make a pretty

fact he had every intention of sucking every last drop of her essence when

in sharp fascination as a pretty blush danced on her cheeks, raving on her entire face

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

shyly looks away, seeming to have lost the bold look she had on when she admiited that she wanted him there.

her answer and somehow he was also finding himself to

it was absolutely ridiculous to even think that way

doubted her when she replied

have felt aroused during her writing. She would’ve

suspiciously. “Not once when you wrote erotica you touched yourself?” He knew his disbelief was clouded into his

was ashamed to

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

knew she existed because he saw her in some of his classes. It was hard to not notice the girl with glasses and messy hair who always answers questions like

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

with her pulsing lips that made Layla let

fighting the tightness in his voice as he trail his fingers back up to her clit and lightly starts to rub circles over the

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