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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.

clamps around my waist then snake up to the side of my breast before going

them off and reveals my breasts that showcased my peaked nipples. They were so hard. Tingling as if

as he removed the

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

He admits as he rubbed my nipple

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

out, grasping his shoulder when

one of my hands is pressing

hissed sucking harder

wet strands as his teeth trace my nipple, wrapped around it

glass as he continues to

and roll around the bud to soothe the ache

But he’s not done.

No.

his mouth, Tyler goes

every inch of my breast, tasting my skin and licking

So roughly that I was afraid

he

rosy peak that’s been begging for him. I throw my head back when his lips wrapped around the bud and showed it as much affection and hunger as they did

panted, rolling my hips as my

I want to feel how alive I

one to show me that I am

grunts, one of his hands trailing down

rubbing my pussy against his bulge slower, earning a growl like sound coming from his throat

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

was drenching on his jeans

tickle lower, lower, past my belly button, and

his fingers dipped into my panties, and lift myself a

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