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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at him and he’d hope, God he’d hope she would

much to his embarrassment to not give in to those

He found that he actually was holding his breath

slow with her, teach her a few things to

damn fool for thinking he could

a few lessons wouldn’t

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

bit. In fact he had every intention of sucking every last drop of her

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

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

look she had on when she admiited that

me Layla. Have you ever touched yourself?” Tyler found himself curious of her answer and somehow he was also finding himself to feel a tinge of jealousy if she said

knew it was absolutely ridiculous to even think

to answer and then doubted her when she replied with

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

“Not once when you wrote erotica you touched yourself?” He knew his disbelief was

ashamed

chuckled. He had never met a girl like

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

be unforgettable. He admitted in his head and eventually locked up those thoughts too because Tyler would never want to

made Layla let out

in his voice as he trail his fingers back up to her clit and lightly starts to rub circles over the hardening

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