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

wooden table. “Why does it seem like

actually still here and still

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

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

do you know any jobs available? I kind of need one

as she pushed the top of the pen to her

do you have

that will hire a high-school student

that opened downtown about a month ago. Heard there are open

my eyes.

snapped, looking at us

a sorry despite

Heard they pay well too. By the end of the week you’d have thousands of dollars with a body like yours.” She

and she finally stops. “Okay okay.” She

huma for a few wincing when the librarian

her own bakery a couple of weeks ago. Things have been going pretty well. Well enough for her to need

though I knew nothing about baking or sales. Anything was better than cleaning garages

at her. “Thanks Tif, I’d really appreciate

Sundays, so you’d have that day to babysit the kid and maybe spend more time learning,” She winks at

that I told her Tyler

too personal to share. Especially the kiss. If I told her

time, her voice pitching

an old woman, her ears were certainly sharp, I thought

Tiffany mocked as she opens her eyes comically, shakes her body while looking down

palm to my

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