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

the librarian was actually still here and still scorning at

the world of fiction. If only she

words actually registered.

something. Hey, do you know any jobs available? I kind of need one by

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

jobs do you have in

hire

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

rolled my eyes.

looking

mouthing a sorry despite

was being serious. Heard they pay well too. By the end of

and she finally stops. “Okay

when the librarian woman shushed

great enthusiasm. “My uncle’s wife opened her own bakery a couple of weeks ago. Things have been

I knew nothing about baking or sales.

her. “Thanks Tif, I’d

open on Saturdays or on Sundays, so you’d have that day to babysit the kid and maybe spend more time learning,”

groan, now regretting that I told her Tyler

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

time,

her ears were certainly sharp, I

she opens her eyes

my palm to

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