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

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

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

the world of fiction. If

looked at her lost before her words actually registered. I cleared my

you know any jobs available? I kind of need one by next week.” I asked trying to distract her from her

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

jobs do you have in

hire a high-school student

club that opened downtown

rolled my eyes. “Tif

looking at

despite knowing that we weren’t

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

at her and she finally stops. “Okay

huma for a few wincing when the librarian woman shushed

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

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

nodded, beaming at her. “Thanks Tif, I’d really

or on Sundays, so you’d have that day

Tyler had agreed to show me the

too personal to share. Especially the kiss. If I told her about this

time, her voice pitching loudly

ears were certainly sharp, I thought

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

my palm to

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