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.

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cock slipping into her wet 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

not give in to those

had not expected her to admit and somehow her admission was somewhat much needed. He found that he actually was holding his breath before she had

things slow with her, teach her a few things to let her get used to things.

a damn fool for thinking he could move

a few lessons

that’s how you make a pretty girl

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

opening he was playing with. Just a little push,

look she had on when she admiited that she wanted him there. Not exactly in those words, but it

Have you ever touched yourself?” Tyler found himself curious of her answer and somehow he was

knew it was absolutely ridiculous to even think that

doubted

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

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

She was ashamed

he chuckled. He had never met

knew she existed because he saw her in some of his classes. It was hard to not notice the girl with glasses

eventually locked up those thoughts too because Tyler would never want to

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

asked huskily, fighting the tightness in his voice as he trail his

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