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Layla’s pov

He pushes closer to me, his breath feathering against my parted lips that inched closer to him.

And then he pressed his lips against mine, making a moan flutter out of my mouth.

His hand clamps behind my head while his fingers tangle in my wet tresses.

He’s groaning in my mouth, one of his hands gripping my bottom harder until I was sure he left his mark behind.

Then both his hands reach the ends of my dress and he tugs. up, detaching his mouth from mine as he removes the dress off my body.

The windows are tinted so I had no fears of anyone seeing us. Not that anyone has passed by in the last five minutes.

He throws the wet material at the back somewhere, not caring that it might have landed on his seat.

I’m breathing roughly, my fingers quickly and clumsily removing his jacket and then lifting his shirt over his head.

We were really about to fuck in the car.

And the thought of him being deep inside me, the excitement of what is about to come had me moaning.

My hand land on his toned chest, the muscle rippling under

288 Vouchers.

my palm. He grunts, adjusting the seat to go a little lower so we would be more comfortable.

My fingers brush along his skin, feeling the soft yet coldness caused by his wet clothes.

He trembles, letting out a shuddering breath.

waist then snake up to the side of my

falls off my shoulders as he peels them off and reveals my breasts that showcased my peaked nipples. They were

as he removed the bra and flung it at

clasp around one of my breasts, squeezing lightly. I arch

for you it hurts.” He admits as he rubbed

pussy aching as I felt the sleek heat of wetness trail down

wet for you, it aches.” I breathed out, grasping

next thing I know, one of my hands is pressing against the glass

hissed sucking harder and trembling out a

wet strands as his teeth

sliding down the glass as he continues to torture

and roll around the bud to soothe the ache

But he’s not done.

No.

tortured with his mouth, Tyler goes

my skin

in his ear. So roughly that I was afraid I was not

his nose as he breathes out makes goosebumps dance

his tongue touched that rosy peak that’s been begging for him. I throw my head back when his

panted, rolling my hips as my

so deep inside me tonight. I want to

be the one to

of his hands trailing down my stomach

his bulge slower, earning a growl like sound coming

wasn’t sure of the difference between the pool water and my

was drenching on his jeans

lower, lower, past

his fingers dipped into my panties, and lift myself a little so he can continue

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