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

keep catching me

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

“This is highly inappropriate.” My cheeks felt like they were on fire

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

time is

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

be embarrassed to admit those things to him. But right now this was still too new for me and I was too self

start putting them on. Tyler doesn’t tell me to stop. Or tries to get the truth out of

I was getting angry with his questions. I was thankful that he wasn’t pushing

.

up my bag all the while keeping my gaze away from him despite feeling

spoke, cutting the awkward silence with a knife. 11 my game to his, confused while swinging my bag

have to be here before eight am to babysit Daff.” He stated and stride over to his door. “Come, I’N drop you off.” There was a reluotant tone in his voice while

looked at him as he unlock

today. Which is expected since we were only supposed to

glow of

cleared my throat. “Did you uh. At least get what

did I have to ask him it

mortification to suffer

” If you’re asking if I got turned on by the sight of you, then the answer is

a magnet, my eyes found his quickly in surprise. He didn’t even try to deny it. Or

I did feel the hardness of

embarrassed to acknowledge it.

anyone who’s willing to open their legs for him. So of course he’d get hard at the sight of me even though I knew

plain and I was okay with

told you to wear green?” His eyes brightened teasingly, his tongue darting out to

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