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

into 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

much to his embarrassment to not give in to those urges that was

found that he actually was holding his breath before she had spoken.

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

for thinking he

few lessons wouldn’t be

make a pretty girl get even wetter. She was

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

her in sharp fascination as a pretty blush danced on her cheeks, raving on her entire face when he literally burned her with his

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 feel her wrapped around his

when she admiited that

yourself?” Tyler found himself curious of her answer and somehow he was also finding himself to feel a tinge of

was absolutely ridiculous to even think that

answer and then doubted her when she replied with a

way she wouldn’t have felt aroused during her writing. She would’ve definitely touched herself, there was

you wrote erotica you touched yourself?” He knew his disbelief was clouded into

was ashamed

never met a

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

He admitted in his head and eventually locked up

with her pulsing lips that made Layla let out one of the most prettiest of moans he had ever heard

as he trail his fingers back up to her

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