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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Her eyes would stare at him and he’d hope, God he’d hope she

not give in to those urges that was nearly

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

teach her a few things to let her get used to things.

damn fool for thinking he could move

few lessons wouldn’t be

gentlemen, that’s how you make a pretty girl get even

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

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

He 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 around

she had on when she admiited that she wanted him there. Not exactly in those words, but it was clearly

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

ridiculous to even think that way but he

to answer and then doubted her when she replied

aroused during her writing. She

brow, eyeing her suspiciously. “Not once when you wrote erotica you touched yourself?” He knew his disbelief was clouded into his voice

She was ashamed to

a smirk craft on his lips as he chuckled. He had never met

because he saw her in some of his classes. It was hard to not notice the girl with glasses and messy hair who always answers questions

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

made Layla let out one of the most prettiest of moans he had ever

tightness in his voice as he trail his fingers back up to her clit and lightly starts to rub

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