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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cock slipping 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

took a lot of restraint, much to his embarrassment to not give in to

not expected her to admit and somehow her admission was somewhat much needed. He found that he actually was holding his breath

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

a damn fool for thinking he

a few lessons wouldn’t

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

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

danced on her cheeks, raving on her entire face

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

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

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

it was absolutely ridiculous to even think that way

and then doubted her when she replied with

she wouldn’t have felt aroused during

erotica you touched yourself?” He knew his

ashamed to admit

never met a girl like Layla and wondered why he had

saw her in some of his classes. It was hard to not notice the girl with

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

her pulsing lips that made Layla let

as he trail his fingers back up to her clit and lightly starts to rub circles over

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