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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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

lot of restraint, much to 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 his lungs wouldn’t have been

intended 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 could move

few lessons

you make a pretty girl get even wetter. She was literally drenching

not one bit. In fact he had every intention of sucking every last drop of her essence when

blush danced on her cheeks, raving on her entire face

her opening he was playing with. Just a

look she had on when she admiited that

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

ridiculous to even think that way but

waited for her to answer and then doubted her when she replied with

wrote erotica, there was no way she wouldn’t have felt aroused during her writing. She

her suspiciously. “Not once when you wrote erotica you touched yourself?” He knew his disbelief was clouded into his voice which is

was ashamed to

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

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

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

himself from his thoughts by playing with her 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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