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

his. She felt stiff under his touch, clearly never

now replaced by a shy

can she write a sex scene, yet not have done anything close to what her characters have done

every movement of his lips so she

she was cold. But surely she couldn’t be, especially

into his arms, wrapping his arms around her as a way

easily let her go and

want to keep kissing them

that his lungs

blamed it on this being one of the first lessons. He

Yes that was it.

Nothing more.

she felt in his arms. Yet she didn’t feel too small for him. In fact, one would say

of this, his heart made a strange leap and he pulled away from her like

her in confusion. Not because her eyes were

lift his hand to his chest and brushed a thumb over his sternum. That leap was just in the

was nothing, he thought.

throat and Layla

almost robbed him of

Layla’s pov

chest harshly. I could literally feel every pump

that’s how kissing

those girls always come back for more. No wonder

what he

they felt, tender. He had sucked

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