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

her pen on the paper as she looks over at me across the wooden table. “Why does it seem like you’ve seen a

the librarian was actually still here and still scorning at me from across

world of fiction. If only she knew, my world was enough

her lost before her words actually registered. I cleared my throat

of need one by next week.” I asked trying

top of the pen to her

jobs do you

will hire

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

rolled my eyes. “Tif

looking at us

despite knowing that

By the end of the week you’d have

and she finally stops.

huma for a few wincing when the

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 an extra hand. I can put in a word

or sales. Anything was better than cleaning garages

at her. “Thanks

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

now regretting that I told her Tyler had agreed to show

of details, finding them a little too personal to share. Especially the kiss. If I told her about this one, I’d not hear the end of it for days. Probably

librarian yells this time, her

ears were certainly sharp,

she opens her eyes comically, shakes her body

my palm to my

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