Layla’s POV

Who needs Tyler Wood anyway. I can do this on my own. I dan write a sex scene without his help.

I huffed cracking my fingers as I started typing. He knew she liked getting licked there. He knew she moaned whenever he pushed his tongue deeper or when he flickered

I slam my teeth together, completely annoyed that I couldn’t envision what I was writing down.

“Pass the ball man!” One of the boys hollered on the field. I lift my head, squinting at the sweaty boys.

“Oh my God. Brett’s so hot.” Tiffany moaned beside me, kicking up one leg on the bench before her, placed her elbow on said leg and resting her chin on her opened palm while shooting Brett with lovesick eyes.

I felt to barf again.

Speaking about barfing…. My eyes move off my best friend and search for the boy who 1 barfed on earlier. He wasn’t hard to find seeing as his earing gleamed in the scorching evening sun.

He lifts up his white sweat-stained shirt, revealing toned abs and wipes his forehead with the cotton material. I rolled my eyes, tearing them away from him and rolled them down to the cheer squad who had been practicing for more than thirty minutes already.

In all honesty. I was a hundred percent sure they weren’t practicing but staring at the sweaty guys.

” Henry’s thinking about trying out for the team tomorrow. “Tiffany snorts, jerking her head slightly at her brother who sat on the last bench overlooking the training footballers down below.

I hummed.

Henry was Tiffany’s younger brother who’s literally just one year younger and is a junior.

“What made him want to do that?” I wiggled my nose, fixing my glasses as I peered at Henry. It’s not like he didn’t have a chance at getting accepted into the team.

It was just that, he never showed interest in football before.

in his room two nights

was Henry’s best

shrugged.” Maybe he will. Look at the fawning cheerleaders. One nearly broke her neck when Tyler poured water

would allow him seeing as he much prefers cricket than

moving my eyes off Henry and going

argue with that.” She

I try this

some air through my mouth, I

neck down to the top of her breast where he heard her sharp intake of breath.

the rhythm like an unmatched beat in his ears. He could only imagine what she’d

Like a raging beast. He’d pound into her

suddenly went blank. It wasn’t like me to stop suddenly when I’m writing a scene like this. But I just couldn’t seem to envision the scene. Thus unable

leaning

nodded, groaning in frustration. “It’s like I can’t envision them

on the field ” Tiffany leans

gaze trained on the laptop.” I don’t think he’ll ever speak to me so having him show me

refrain from telling Tiffany about

perhaps was about to speak but her phone buzzes.” Oh my dad’s at

she asked. ” Want

house is like a fifteen-minute walk remember? Besides I don’t feel like going home

want to feel that painful drop of disappointment in my stomach when I find my mom

asked rising to her feet and swinging her bag over her shoulder. I lift my gaze to

for a little,

“Just look at the sweaty guys Lai and you’ll definitely

eyes I tear them away from her and focused on the running boys.

just me alone on the bleachers, typing furiously on my laptop. Soon after, the cheerleaders

it was

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