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

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

lot of restraint, much to his embarrassment to not give

expected her to admit and somehow her admission was somewhat much needed. He found that he actually was

a few things to let her

for thinking he

few lessons wouldn’t be so

And like that ladies and gentlemen, that’s how you make a pretty girl get even wetter. She was literally drenching his

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

on her cheeks, raving on her entire face when he literally burned

lets out, referring to 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

bold look she had on when she admiited that she wanted him

her answer and somehow he was also finding himself to feel

knew it was absolutely ridiculous to even

and then doubted her

there was no way she wouldn’t have felt aroused during her writing. She would’ve definitely touched

once when you wrote erotica you touched yourself?” He knew his disbelief was clouded into

was ashamed to admit

met a girl like Layla and wondered why he had never

saw her in some of his classes. It was hard to not notice the girl

locked up those thoughts too because Tyler would never want to

with her pulsing lips that made Layla let out one of the most

asked huskily, fighting the tightness in his voice as he trail his fingers back up

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