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

looks over at me across the wooden table. “Why does it seem like you’ve seen a

was actually still here and still scorning at me from across

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

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

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

to her mouth

do you

shrugged. “Anything that will hire a high-school student and

suddenly grins. “Well, there’s a strip club that opened downtown about a month

rolled my eyes.

woman snapped, looking at us beneath her

sorry despite knowing that

the end of the week you’d have

she finally stops. “Okay okay.”

when the librarian woman

for a couple more seconds, Tif finally said with great enthusiasm. “My uncle’s wife opened her own bakery a couple of weeks ago. Things have been going pretty well. Well enough for her to need

baking or sales. Anything was better than cleaning garages

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

doesn’t open on Saturdays or on Sundays, so you’d have that day to babysit the kid and maybe

groan, now regretting that I told her Tyler had agreed to show

finding them a little too personal to share. Especially the kiss. If I told her about this one, I’d not hear the

this time, her voice

woman, her ears were

her eyes comically, shakes her body while looking down

my palm to my

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