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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at him and he’d hope, God he’d hope she would part

restraint, much to his embarrassment to not give in to those urges

expected her to admit and somehow her admission was somewhat much needed. He found that he actually was holding his breath before she had

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

was a damn fool for thinking

a few lessons wouldn’t be so

a pretty girl get even wetter. She was literally drenching his fingers with her

In fact he had every intention of sucking every last drop of her

her cheeks, raving on her entire face when he literally burned her with his

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

bold look she had on when she admiited that she wanted him there. Not exactly in

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

absolutely ridiculous to even think that way but he couldn’t help

doubted her when she replied

aroused during

suspiciously. “Not once when you wrote erotica you touched yourself?” He knew

She was ashamed

a smirk craft on his lips as he chuckled. He had never met

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

He admitted in his head and eventually locked up those thoughts too because

pulsing lips that made Layla let

never touched here?” He asked huskily, fighting the 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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