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

not give in to those urges that was nearly

he actually was holding his breath before she had spoken. And if she hadn’t then his

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

damn fool for thinking

lessons

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

one bit. In fact he had every intention of sucking every last drop of her essence when he was

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

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

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

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

it was absolutely ridiculous to even think that way but he

to answer and then doubted her when she

during her writing.

yourself?” He knew his disbelief was clouded into

was ashamed to admit

on his lips as he chuckled. He had never met a girl like Layla and wondered

It was hard to not notice the girl with glasses and messy hair who

was a girl who would be unforgettable. He admitted in his head and eventually locked up those thoughts too

himself from his thoughts by playing with her pulsing lips that made Layla let out one of the most prettiest of moans he had ever

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

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