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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

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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.

around my waist then snake up to the side of my breast before going behind my back to unclasp my

showcased my

licking his bottom lip as he removed the bra and flung it at

breasts, squeezing lightly. I arch my back, pressing my wet

He admits as he rubbed

the sleek heat of wetness

you, it aches.” I breathed out, grasping his shoulder when he pinched my

of my hands is pressing against the

cherries.” He hissed sucking harder and trembling out

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

sliding down the glass as he continues to

to slick and roll around the bud to soothe the

But he’s not done.

No.

tortured with his mouth, Tyler goes for the other

tongue darts out, licking every inch of my breast, tasting my skin and licking up the wetness from

roughly that I was afraid

his nose as he breathes out makes goosebumps

his tongue touched that 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

hips as my pussy cried for

inside me tonight. I want to

want him to be the one to show me that

trailing down

his bulge slower, earning a growl like sound coming from his

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

was

past my

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

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