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

would stare at him and he’d hope, God

restraint, much to his embarrassment to not give in

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 spoken. And if she hadn’t then his

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

fool for thinking

lessons wouldn’t be

gentlemen, that’s how you make a pretty

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

on her cheeks, raving on her entire face when he literally

was playing with. Just a little push, that would be all he would need to feel

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

her answer and somehow he was

ridiculous to even think that way but he couldn’t

answer and then doubted her when she replied with a shy

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

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

She was ashamed

never met a girl like Layla and wondered why he had

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

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

her pulsing lips that made Layla let out

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

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