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 part her

took a lot of restraint, much to his embarrassment to not

somehow her admission was somewhat much needed. He found that he actually was holding his breath before she had spoken. And if she hadn’t then his lungs

to take things slow with her, teach her a few things to let her

was a damn fool for thinking he

few lessons wouldn’t be so

that’s how you make a pretty girl get even wetter. She

bit. In fact he had every intention of

a pretty blush danced on her cheeks, raving on her

her opening he was playing with. Just a little push, that would be all he would need to feel her

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

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

knew it was absolutely ridiculous to even think that way but he

to answer and then doubted her when she replied with

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

ashamed

never met a girl like Layla and wondered why he had

his classes. It was hard to not notice the girl with glasses and messy hair who always answers questions like some

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

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

huskily, fighting the tightness in his voice as he trail his fingers back up to her clit and lightly starts to

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