Layla’s pov

I felt his fingers lightly brushing between my lips that throbbed and dance with the slickness of my wetness.

I heard him pull in one of the sharpest of breaths when he found the evidence of my arousal. The raw desire in his eyes were intense and doing things to my body I wouldn’t want to admit outloud.

But then his words somehow flicked a switch in me. Or perhaps it wasn’t his words at all and perhaps was the sound of his voice that somehow caused me to shiver slightly.

“How about here Layla? What do feel here. Is it hot now?” He whispered hoarsely.

And maybe it was the way he said it or it was his question entirely that made me breathlessly utter my honesty.

* No. It’s blazing.”

I was truly and utterly embarrassed that I admitted that I wanted his touch on my throbbing core.

But I would be stupid to deny that I wasn’t affected when he had no doubt felt the evidence of my need.

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” No. It’s blazing.”

Tyler suddenly gulped the huge lump that caused his throat to suddenly feel so parched.

He didn’t know that those words would make him feel a sudden urge, almost wildish urge to just remove the barrier of the lace and just slip his cock in.

could picture

stare at him and he’d

embarrassment to not

found that he actually was holding his breath before she

few things to let her get used to things. Let her open up to him

was a damn fool for thinking he could move

a few lessons wouldn’t be

pretty girl get even wetter. She was literally drenching his fingers

No not one bit. In fact he had every intention of sucking every last drop of her essence when he was done

danced on her cheeks, raving on her entire face when he

just the little of her opening he was playing with. Just a little push, that would be all he would need

bold look she had on when she admiited that she

Tyler found himself curious of her answer and somehow he

absolutely ridiculous to even

to answer and then doubted her when she replied

during her writing. She would’ve definitely touched herself, there was

once when you wrote erotica you touched yourself?” He knew

ashamed to admit

chuckled. He had never met a girl like Layla and wondered

of his classes. It was hard to not notice the girl with glasses and messy hair who

He admitted in his head and eventually locked up those thoughts

that made Layla let out

never touched here?” He asked huskily, fighting the tightness in his voice as he trail his fingers back up to her

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