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

the librarian was actually still here and still scorning

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

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

kind of need one by

the top of the pen to her mouth and

you have

will hire a high-school student and pays

strip club that opened downtown about a month

my eyes. “Tif

librarian woman snapped, looking at us beneath

winced mouthing a sorry despite knowing that we weren’t

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

her and she finally stops. “Okay okay.”

a few wincing when

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

baking or sales.

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

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

that I told her Tyler

lot of details, finding them a little too personal to share. Especially the kiss. If I told her about this one, I’d

The librarian yells this time, her voice pitching loudly with

an old woman, her ears were certainly sharp, I

Tiffany mocked as she opens her eyes

to my

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