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

stare at him

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

much needed. He found that he actually was holding

her, teach her a few things to let her get

a damn fool for thinking

lessons

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

had every intention of sucking every last drop of

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

her opening he was playing with. Just a little push, that would be all he would

shyly looks away, seeming to have lost the bold look she had on when she admiited that she wanted him there. Not exactly in those

ever touched yourself?” Tyler found himself curious of her answer and somehow he was also finding himself to feel a tinge of jealousy if she said

even think that way but

her to answer and then doubted her when she replied with a

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

you wrote erotica you touched yourself?” He knew

ashamed

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

in some of his classes. It was hard to not notice the girl with glasses and messy hair

who would be unforgettable. He admitted in his head and eventually locked up those thoughts too because Tyler would never want

Layla

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

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