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

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

his embarrassment to not give in to those urges that was nearly primal

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

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

for

few lessons wouldn’t

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

intention of sucking every last drop of her essence when he was done

cheeks, raving on her entire face when he literally

was playing with. Just a little push, that would

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

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

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

her to answer and then doubted her

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

touched yourself?” He knew his disbelief was

She was ashamed

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

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

and eventually locked up those thoughts too because Tyler would never want to think such a

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

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

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