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.

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

to his embarrassment to not give in to those

He found that he actually was holding

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

fool for thinking he could move so

lessons

And like that ladies and gentlemen, that’s how you make a pretty girl get even

that he was complaining. No not one bit. In fact he had every intention of sucking every last drop of her essence when he was

fascination as a pretty blush danced on her cheeks, raving on her

was playing with. Just a little push, that would be all he would need to feel her

the bold look she had on when she admiited that she

answer and

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

for her to answer and then doubted her

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

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

was ashamed

never met a girl like

knew she existed because he saw her in some of his classes. It was hard to not

unforgettable. He admitted in his head and eventually locked up

pulsing lips that made Layla let out one of the most prettiest of moans he had

his fingers back up

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