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?

Layla.” He urged, teasing the feel of his lips against

a small sigh, she pushes herself forward, her lips landing on his. She felt stiff

by a shy girl who had no idea

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

every

if she was cold. But surely she couldn’t be, especially since his room

arms, wrapping his arms around her as a

let her go and make her get dressed.

girls before and he’d never want to keep kissing them until his lungs

care that his lungs were

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

Yes that was it.

Nothing more.

as Tyler thought of this, he also 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

Tyler thought more of this, his heart made a strange leap

his breathing, peering down at her in confusion. Not because her

brushed a thumb over his sternum. That leap was just in the spur

was nothing, he thought.

throat and Layla snapped her eyes

of her eyes almost robbed him of

Layla’s pov

I could literally feel every pump

that’s how kissing Tyler Wood feels

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

knew what

lips tingled still and they felt, tender. He had sucked

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