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

not give in to those urges that was nearly

admit and somehow her admission was somewhat much needed. He found that he actually was holding his breath before she

to take things slow with her, teach her a few things to let her get

for thinking he

few lessons wouldn’t be

like that ladies and gentlemen, that’s how you make a pretty girl get even wetter. She was literally drenching his

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

watched her in sharp fascination as a pretty blush danced on her cheeks, raving on her entire face when he literally burned her with

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

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

yourself?” Tyler found himself curious of her answer and somehow he was also finding himself to feel a tinge

even think that way but

for her to answer and then doubted her

felt aroused during

wrote erotica you touched yourself?” He knew his disbelief was clouded into his voice which is probably

She was ashamed to admit

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

It was hard to not

and eventually locked up those thoughts too because Tyler would never want to think such a thing

pulsing lips that made Layla let

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

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