Lick it And Slip it in by Demiah13

Chapter 22

Layla’s pov

I brushed my thumb over the cracked screen of my phone, sighing.

I started typing.

His breath feathered against her lips, creating an ache within her core. She suddenly felt her knees go weak by just the brush of his softness against hers.

Her mouth opened to let him in and their tongues connected

Suddenly the image of the male character changes in my head and now who I’m picturing is Tyler.

I lift my finger to my lips, feeling the slight tingle at the remembrance of what happened yesterday in his room. The way his lips felt against mine. Soft. Really, really soft.

Biting my lip, I resume my typing.

The first brush was like heat, the second like fire and the third had her whole body burning.

She felt like she was pushed into flames as his fingers splayed against the bareness of her back, dancing on the slight sweat that coated her skin. She swore his fingers melted into her skin.

She arched into him, silently telling him she wanted more. Tyler

My eyes widen and I quickly erased the name. I swallowed, moving off the page completely, and placed my phone down.

What the hell was that?!

The scene came to me a lot easier. But mistaking my character’s name Bruno for Tyler was a no no.

“Okay one more line I have to jot down and we’ll be on our way

table. “Why does it seem like you’ve seen a ghost?” She

still here and still scorning at

I was on my phone and not diving into the world of fiction. If only she knew, my

at her lost before her words actually registered. I cleared my throat a little, picking up

something. Hey, do you know any jobs available? I kind of need one by next week.” I asked trying to distract her from her

furrowed as she pushed the top of the pen to her mouth and bit down. She looks to be

do you

shrugged. “Anything that will hire a high-school

opened downtown about

rolled my eyes.

woman snapped, looking at us beneath her

despite knowing that we

well too. By the end of the week you’d have

and she finally

huma for a few wincing when the librarian woman

own bakery a couple of

me excited even though I knew nothing about baking or sales. Anything was better than cleaning garages for a measly fifty

her. “Thanks Tif, I’d

Sundays, so you’d have that day to babysit the kid and

now regretting that I told her Tyler had

kiss. If I told her

The librarian yells this time, her voice pitching loudly

her ears were certainly

today.” Tiffany mocked as she opens her eyes comically, shakes her body while

palm to my

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