Tyler thought he could’ve handled just a slight brush but then his lips became urgent and press harder.

Her lips felt impossibly soft and tasted….

Sweet.

Yet he was sure she hadn’t had any lipgloss on her lips, and neither did her breath smell like she sucked on any kind of sweet.

But what was so strange about this, especially his actions was that, Tyler was moving his lips against hers, softly.

Tyler doesn’t kiss softly, that was too boring. He kissed rough and harsh. He’d even bite them, hard. He love when they moaned in pain yet in pleasure too.

But Layla said nothing, not one squeak. In fact, her lips were completely frozen.

Had he managed to make her turn to a block of ice? Or steel perhaps?

Tyler pulled away slightly and his lips tingle to press back on hers. He didn’t understand his body or his urges. Nothing added up.

“Kiss me back.” He whispered, one of his hands snaked against her waist, the pad of his fingers teasing on her skin which made her jerk forward into him and gasps.

He couldn’t believe his voice sounded a little breathless and almost pleading just there.

His other hand goes to the back of her head, tangling his fingers into her hair. Her hair felt soft. Really, really soft.

He wanted to dig his nose in the softness and sniff.

Sniff?

What was truly wrong with him?

me back Layla.” He urged, teasing the feel of his lips against hers so she’d have the urge to kiss him

pushes herself forward, her lips landing on his. She felt stiff under his touch, clearly never having done this before judging by her shy

replaced by a shy girl who had no

have done anything close to what her characters

to learn every movement of his lips so she could mimic

for a second if she was cold. But surely she couldn’t be, especially since his room wasn’t at

his arms around her as a way to keep her

her go and make

many girls before and he’d never want to

didn’t even care that his lungs were crying for

it on this being one of the first

Yes that was it.

Nothing more.

thought of how tiny she felt in his arms. Yet she didn’t feel too small for him. In fact, one would say she was the

strange leap

steady his breathing, peering down at her in confusion. Not because her eyes were still closed, but

and brushed a thumb over his

was nothing, he thought.

throat and Layla

color of her eyes almost robbed him

Layla’s pov

heart was beating against my chest harshly. I could

kissing Tyler

come back for more. No wonder Karen was so obsessed with

really knew what he

they felt,

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