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 it

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

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 was holding his breath

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

fool for thinking he could move so

few lessons wouldn’t

and gentlemen, that’s how you make a pretty girl get even wetter. She

that he was complaining. No not one bit. In fact he had every intention of

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

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

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

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

ridiculous to even think that

answer and then doubted her when she replied

during her writing. She

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

She was ashamed to admit

never met a girl like Layla and wondered why he

hard to not notice the girl with glasses and messy hair

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

his thoughts by playing with her pulsing lips that made Layla let out one of the most prettiest

here?” He asked huskily, fighting the tightness in his voice as he trail his fingers back up to her clit

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