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.

his room two nights ago. They think

was Henry’s best

will. Look at the fawning cheerleaders. One nearly broke

would allow him seeing as he much prefers cricket

moving my eyes off Henry and going back to staring

would argue with that.”

I try this

some air through my

he heard her sharp intake

like an unmatched beat in his ears. He could only imagine

pound into her like he had been starved for days.

I’m writing a scene like

asked, leaning forward to stare

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

here on the field ” Tiffany leans away

at him but keep my gaze trained on the laptop.” I don’t think he’ll ever speak to me so having him show me the ropes around sex seems hopeless,” I

from telling Tiffany

was about to speak but her phone buzzes.” Oh my dad’s at the gate. Hey Henry, dad’s here we have to get

asked. ” Want to catch

rest of the paragraph. “No. My house is like a fifteen-minute walk remember? Besides I don’t feel like going home as

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

you tomorrow?” She asked rising to her feet and swinging her bag over her shoulder. I

just going to stay here for a little, trying to see if I can get

sweaty guys Lai and you’ll definitely get

from her and focused

it was just me alone on the bleachers, typing furiously on my laptop. Soon after, the cheerleaders left but a few boys on the

was just me

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