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.

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his cock slipping into her wet folds, he was sure she was tight. Her eyes would stare at him and he’d hope, God he’d hope she would

a lot of restraint, much to his embarrassment to not give in to those urges that was nearly primal

found that he actually was holding his breath before she had spoken. And if she hadn’t

things

for thinking he could move so

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you make a pretty girl

every intention of sucking every last drop of her essence when he was done with

watched her in sharp fascination as a pretty blush danced on her cheeks, raving on her entire face when he literally burned her with

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

on when she admiited that she wanted him there. Not exactly in

Have you ever touched yourself?” Tyler found himself curious of her answer and somehow he was also

it was absolutely ridiculous to even think

for her to answer and then doubted her when she

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

eyeing her suspiciously. “Not once when you wrote erotica you touched yourself?” He knew his disbelief was clouded into his voice which is probably why Layla’s jaw

was ashamed to admit

on his lips as he chuckled. He had never met a girl like Layla and wondered why

was hard to not notice the girl with glasses and

girl who would be unforgettable. He admitted in his head and eventually locked up those thoughts too because Tyler would

made Layla let out

fighting the tightness in his voice as he trail his fingers

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