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.

what?” I was back to

does he keep catching

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

cheeks felt like they were on fire and I couldn’t seem to meet his eyes

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

is not

between my thighs. And I surely wouldn’t want to admit

now this was still

bend over to pick up my jeans and start putting them on. Tyler doesn’t tell me to stop. Or tries to get the truth

that I was getting angry with his questions. I was thankful that

.

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

alght am Tyler suddenly spoke, cutting the awkward silence with a knife. 11 my game to his, confused

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

as he unlock the

we were done for today. Which is expected since we

and now I had the glow of embarrassment. Or maybe the

I sweep my gaze away from him and cleared my throat. “Did you uh. At least get what

have to ask him it like

suffer

you’re asking if I

magnet, my eyes found his quickly in surprise. He

to me. I did feel the hardness of him pressing

embarrassed to acknowledge it.

guy has sex with 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

and I was

worry about me being unable to perform when we do get to fuck. All though, I thought I told you to wear green?” His eyes brightened teasingly, his tongue darting out to

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