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.

picture it

was tight. Her eyes would stare at him

to his embarrassment to not give in to those

he actually was holding his

slow with her, teach her a few things to let her get used to

a damn fool for thinking he

a few lessons wouldn’t be so

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

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

blush danced on her cheeks, raving on her entire face

referring to the feel of her lips and just the little of her opening he was playing with. Just a

looks away, seeming to have lost the bold look she had on when she admiited that she wanted him there. Not exactly in those words, but it was

answer and somehow he was also finding himself to feel a tinge of jealousy if she

even think that way but

her to answer and then doubted her

wouldn’t have felt aroused during her writing. She

yourself?” He

was ashamed to admit

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

It was hard to not

eventually locked up those thoughts too because Tyler would never want

playing with her pulsing lips that made Layla let out

his voice as he trail his fingers back

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