Chapter 29 

Much to Tyler’s enjoyment and relief, Layla did not protest and push him away. She only shivered, as Tyler slowly push the bra straps down her shoulders, purposely lingering his fingertips on her skin. 

Her skin felt smooth, soft. Really soft. 

He can just imagine how many kisses he’d rain on her skin. How many times he’ll suck on the creamy flesh. 

Tyler would be lying if he said he hadn’t thought about the feel of her skin under his fingers. Or the way it would taste under his tongue. 

Tyler can barely contain his excitement. 

And if the hard bulge demanding attention had anything to do with it, then containing his excitement would be useless for it is already shown. 

His eyes were intently on his fingers as they brushed the green thin straps down her arms and he noted the fresh feathering of goosebumps rising on her skin prettily. 

He waited for her protest. Waited for her mouth to say no. For her tongue to lash out in a demand to stop. But nothing. She said nothing. 

She doesn’t push him away. 

And somehow that excited him further. 

Her name was on the tip of his tongue as he slowly pulls the lace away from her skin. But by the sight of her bare flesh had him suddenly tongue tied. 

Or was his tongue just too heavy to lift? 

Tyler didn’t know. And he simply didn’t care. Green lace gave way to the dustiest of roses, her nipples. His eyes drank them in. 

The color was simply perfect and he was absolutely right about the freckles being close to her nipples.. 

Suddenly his mouth watered and his tongue, oh his tongue craved to trace every single dot to that rose. 

goosebumps raise on the creamy

he wanted to feel them bud under his heated palm. He

he thought as he swallowed harshly. It really felt as if there was

the bra away from her completely, throwing it God knows where. He heard

a long heavy breath, her chest rising slowly which made her

idea that she was a

body be hidden by such baggy

hid it away because now, now he didn’t

is absolutely fucking

enough to want them all to himself. In fact he wanted quite the opposite. The opposite was much, much better. That way they won’t think

Layla he really found himself wanting to be the only guy to see those roses and the stars that danced on her skin that he wanted

closet in his brain, locked it and

not think

It’s just sex. 

Simply just sex. 

show her the ropes and be

slowly so as to not freak her out, his eyes snaking up her neck

nervousness in her eyes. The shyness that refused her to relax in

Layla.” He soothed.

her to push him away because he didn’t think he’d handle it too well. He was that desperate to feel

eyes going slightly wide when she feels the warm air of his

sharp breath when his palm finally connected with her warm skin, Tyler felt himself swell even more

knew it. He knew she’d fit perfectly in his

could feel the soft lift and descend of her pulse and looked at her with a grin he felt

nervous for me to touch you like this or are you that affected by my simple touch?” He teased hoping that joking with her would ease her

button nose turned up in a snotty way as she humphs in denial. “I’m not nervous and you don’t

right into his

her words. She denied it yet her cheeks were showcasing the redness of fresh embarrassment.

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