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 wooden table. “Why does it seem like you’ve seen a ghost?” She whispered looking around the

slightly empty library since the librarian was actually still here and still

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

looked at her lost before her words actually registered. I

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

furrowed as she pushed the top of the pen to her mouth

you have

shrugged. “Anything that will hire a high-school

opened downtown about a month ago. Heard there

eyes. “Tif I’m

snapped, looking at us

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

Heard they pay well too. By the end of

glared at her and she finally

for a few wincing when the librarian woman

more seconds, Tif finally said with great enthusiasm. “My uncle’s wife opened her own bakery a couple

nothing about baking or sales.

her. “Thanks Tif, I’d

Sundays, so you’d have that day to babysit the kid and maybe spend more time

that I told her Tyler had agreed to

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

librarian yells this time, her voice pitching loudly with

her ears were certainly

mocked as she opens her eyes comically, shakes her body

to my mouth,

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