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

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

his embarrassment to not give in to those urges that

expected her to admit and somehow her admission was somewhat much needed. He found that he actually

with her, teach her a few things to let

was a damn fool for thinking he could move so

a few lessons wouldn’t be so

a pretty girl get even wetter. She was literally drenching his fingers with her

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

blush danced on her cheeks, raving on

of her lips and just the little of her opening he was playing with. Just a little push, that would

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

to even

doubted her when she replied with a shy

way she wouldn’t have felt aroused during her writing. She

touched yourself?” He

ashamed

as he chuckled. He had never met a girl like Layla and wondered

to not notice the girl with glasses and messy hair

would be unforgettable. He admitted in his head and eventually locked up

that made Layla let out

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

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