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

on the paper as she looks over at me across the wooden table. “Why does it seem like you’ve seen a ghost?” She whispered looking around the empty

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

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

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

know any jobs available? I kind of need one by

the top of the pen to her mouth and bit down. She

you have

shrugged. “Anything that will hire a high-school

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

eyes. “Tif I’m

woman snapped, looking at us beneath

winced mouthing a sorry despite knowing that we weren’t even

By the end of the week you’d have

she finally stops. “Okay okay.” She

when the

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

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

her. “Thanks

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

that I told her Tyler had agreed to show me the

a little too personal to share. Especially the kiss. If I

librarian yells this time, her voice

ears

foul mood today.” Tiffany mocked as she opens her eyes

to

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