Layla’s pov

I looked at him wordlessly at first before I opened my mouth to voice out my thoughts. “What do you mean by saying only on your terms? I’m the one who came up with the idea!” I nearly screeched inside the car. And despite how wet and cold I was, I didn’t even care at the moment.

He raised a very thick yet well groomed brow as his eyes continue to flash with that wicked gleam. “But I’m the one who’s going to be used as a prostitute. I can’t just agree to something and have my life on the line.”

I scoffed nastily. “Your life on the line? Isn’t that a bit pushing it? What do you think I’ll do to you, tie you to the bed and beat you to death with a dildo?”

He makes a disgusted face. “A dildo? That thing or any other thing than my cock, lips, tongue and fingers will not be allowed in the bedroom or wherever we see fit to fuck. I am very proud to say I don’t have to use any of these stupid sex toys to get someone off in a matter of seconds.”

I raised both my brows, feeling, literally smelling the cockiness emanating from him. “You’re very confident,” I stated dryly.

“If you have a cock like mine then you would be too.” He says slyly.

I cringed, still not sure why he was being so blunt.

He notices my expression and chuckles. “You seem to be uncomfortable with how I speak.”

I don’t answer him but I don’t have to.

“You know youre going to have to get used to it if you want this to work. I’m a very blunt guy Layla and I don’t beat around the bush.” He grumbles truthfully with a hint of amusement.

Huffing I looked away from him after feeling the small tingles of heat already on my neck. “Well you can have a little cap on your mouth once in a while,” | grumble lowly

Tyler laughs, full-on laughs. I’ve never heard him laugh this loud before. And honestly, it was amusing because of the snorts that rolled after.

followed his actions, my breath catching

the phone, cursing softly at the name of Brett popping on the screen of the phone. I watch him swipe his thumb over the answer

to me slowly

turn?” He

more privacy and actually gotten out of the car. But something told me our conversation hasn’t

at the mess of unopened packets of condoms, feeling the familiar heat

Extra large.

so many I

minutes tops. Until then hold up my spot for

snickered faintly. “Are you counting them or just fascinated by the gold

lift my head, feeling absolutely embarrassed to be caught staring at condoms.” Just didn’t know a guy could have so

on his face as the green in his eyes gleamed

snorted. “Clearly.”

in his eyes. “Are you really about to judge me? Am I about to get a lecture from

him how stunned I am that he knew my surname. Instead, I opted to just sweep it aside and

I could ever dent your huge ego even if I would. So no, I wouldn’t dare to

girl who would be so feisty….” He drawled before finishing when I was about

nearly choked

to get out of there before further embarrassing myself, I turn to him. “You have to

up in mockery. “You were listening to my conversation and watching the condoms,

to listen to? Do you expect me to shut off

cheek showing more as he smiled at me. I never really noticed it before and I didn’t understand how I could have ever missed

took you for someone who would have humor.” He

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