Layla’s pov

Wh-at? I stumbled over my words, completely mortified.

Why did he always have to be so blunt?

Tyler’s eyes flashed wickedly and he opened his mouth to repeat the question again but I stop him.

“I heard you the first time,” I told him. “Unfortunately,” I mumble faintly.

He only cock a brow, a teasing grin emerging on his face. My eyes fall on his dimple.

He looked carefree when it showed on his cheek.

“Then answer the question.”

I didn’t like the weight of his gaze. And I sure as hell didn’t like feeling like I was under a microscope.

“No,” I said

I lied.

There was an undeniable feel of wetness between my thighs, drenching my panties. I was only glad that it wasn’t visible because of the material being black.

Tyler lifts his brows in disbelief. Scoffing he utters. “So you didn’t feel your pulse rise, your nipples harden, didn’t feel the tightening of your stomach or the tingling in your pussy?”

I flushed under his gaze, embarrassed that he was describing exactly everything I felt while his lips had moved against mine.

I shook my head in denial. “Nope. Nothing. Was I supposed to?” I asked innocently knowing it irked him that I was denying feeling anything he described.

Tyler took a step forward. “Don’t mind if I check it out for myself?” He said groggily.

I was back to the

he keep catching

eyes lighten. He knew he had me trapped. “You said you didn’t get wet. Let me feel you to see

cheeks felt like they were

Do you think we can have sex without me touching your wet pussy?” He

that some time is not

touch the evidence of my wetness between my thighs. And I surely wouldn’t want to admit that he had made me feel these things

I wouldn’t be embarrassed to admit those things to him. But right now this was still too new for me and I was too self conscious to let loose like

and start putting them on. Tyler doesn’t tell me to stop. Or tries

that I was getting angry with his

.

was fully clothed, I picked up my bag all the while keeping my gaze away from him despite feeling the weight of

spoke, cutting the awkward silence with a knife. 11

eight am to babysit Daff.” He stated and stride over to his door. “Come, I’N drop you off.” There

as he unlock

since we were only supposed to

had the glow of embarrassment. Or maybe

lips as he opens the door, I sweep my gaze away from him and cleared my throat. “Did you uh.

I have to ask him it

to suffer in

door, gaze piercing through me. ” If you’re asking if I got turned on by

eyes found his quickly in surprise. He didn’t even try

to me. I did feel the hardness of him pressing on

embarrassed to acknowledge it.

shouldn’t be surprised. This was Tyler Wood for crying out loud. The guy has sex with anyone who’s willing to open their legs for

I was

we do get to fuck. All though, I thought I told you to wear green?” His eyes brightened

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