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

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

a lot of restraint, much to his embarrassment to not give in to those urges

much needed. He found that he actually

teach her a few things to let her get used to

fool for thinking he

lessons wouldn’t be so

wet.” And like that ladies and gentlemen, that’s how you make a pretty

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

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

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

shyly looks away, seeming to have lost the bold look she had on when she admiited

her answer and somehow he was also finding himself to feel a tinge of

ridiculous to even think that way but

doubted her

felt aroused during her

“Not once when you wrote erotica you touched yourself?” He

ashamed to

chuckled. He had never met a girl like Layla and wondered why he had never spoken to her

hard to not notice the girl with glasses

in his head and eventually locked up those thoughts too because Tyler would

lips that made Layla let out one of the most

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

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