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

the paper as she looks over at me across the wooden table. “Why does it seem

librarian was actually still here and

into the world of fiction. If

words actually registered. I

jobs available? I kind of need

pushed the top of the pen to her mouth and bit down. She looks to be thinking so I

do you have

“Anything that will hire a high-school student and pays

club that opened downtown about a month ago. Heard there

rolled my eyes. “Tif I’m

looking at us

mouthing a sorry despite

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

she finally stops. “Okay okay.”

for a few wincing when the librarian woman shushed

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

nothing about baking or sales. Anything was better than cleaning garages for a measly

nodded, beaming at her. “Thanks

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

that I told her Tyler

a lot 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.

yells this time, her voice pitching

old woman, her ears were certainly sharp,

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

to my

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