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

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 as

of restraint, much to his embarrassment to not

actually was

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

fool for thinking

a few lessons wouldn’t be

make a pretty girl get even wetter. She was

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

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

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

she had on when she

himself curious of her answer and somehow he was also finding himself to feel a tinge of jealousy if she

knew it was absolutely ridiculous to even

doubted her when she replied

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

“Not once when you wrote erotica you touched yourself?” He knew his disbelief was

was ashamed to admit

He had never met a

was hard to not notice the girl with glasses and messy hair who always answers questions

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

playing with her pulsing lips that made Layla let out one of the most

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

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