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.

room two nights ago. They think they’ll

was Henry’s

will. Look at the fawning cheerleaders. One nearly

one. I’m not sure dad would allow him

eyes off Henry and going back to

argue with

nonchalantly I try this

air through my mouth, I

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

He could only imagine what she’d feel like.

devour her. Like a raging beast. He’d pound into her like he had been starved for days.

writing a scene like this. But I just

leaning forward to

frustration. “It’s like I can’t envision them

here on the field ” Tiffany leans away

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

Tiffany about

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

asked. ” Want to catch a

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

drop of disappointment in my stomach when I find my mom in the

swinging her bag over her shoulder. I lift my

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

sweaty guys Lai and

I tear them away from her and focused on the running boys. ” Yeah,

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

was just

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