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

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 pure pleasure as he

lot of restraint, much to his embarrassment to not give

much needed. He found that he actually was holding his breath before

things to let

fool for

a few lessons wouldn’t be

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

No not one bit. In fact he had every intention of sucking every

a pretty blush danced on her cheeks, raving on her entire face when he literally

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 all he would need to

seeming to have lost the bold look she had on when she admiited that

curious of her answer and somehow he was also finding himself to feel a

to even think that way but

for her to answer and then doubted her when

felt aroused during her writing. She would’ve definitely touched herself, there was no

erotica you touched yourself?” He knew his disbelief

She was ashamed to

he chuckled. He had never met a girl like Layla and wondered why he had

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

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

thoughts by playing with her pulsing lips that made Layla let

the tightness in his voice as he trail his fingers back up to her clit

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