Lick it And Slip it in by Demiah13

Tyler held his breath, which was an odd thing for him to do. Why was he holding his breath? He didn’t know

And then he exhales when Brett answered, confused as hell. “Layla Campbell? Girl with glasses with a best friend that keeps trying to get my attention?”

Tyler grew confused by Brett’s description before it clicked. Ahh, he was talking about the girl who was always stuck to Layla’s side.

“Yeah that one,” Tyler said, rolling out of bed to switch on the lights.

“What do you want with her number? Isn’t she like Karen’s cousin. You know that girl is bat shit crazy man, messing with her cousin would make her lose her shit.” Brett said.

Tyler noted that he can hear him clearer and lesser of the music,

He must’ve gone someplace quieter.

“She is?” His brows pinched. He hadn’t known that.

Karen never mentioned having family going to the same school as them. Then again Karen was a very private person, especially concerning her family.

Not that Tyler was complaining. Karen and he was only together to share physical pleasure and nothing more. The only reason why he kept accepting her back was because she gave good head.

Apart from that, he was the least bit interested in her.

Which was a douchey way of seeing her, but Tyler was always honest.

And sometimes being honest never quite worked out for him. Like the day Karen kneed him in the balls because he confessed another girl sucked his cock.

It was not like they were exclusive. They just fucked occasionally, it was her fault for trying to put a label on something that would never happen.

Still he wondered with curiosity and slight shock how the two can be related when they were by far opposites

and can be very shallow. But Layla, she was soft spoken pretty and walked with an air of toughness around

she had gone through

her have this tough shell that was impossible for

months back when someone heard her call Layla

missed any of their interactions before? Was it because he

are you gonna tell me what you want with Layla’s number?” He sang, pulling Tyler out of his

of thoughts

quick flash of Layla wording out a rule of their little

know about them. Brett was his best friend who he could trust with his

really keep something like this

that for her, he can actually keep

when the words weren’t the only flash in his head. It was the way her lips had moved when she said them. The way they looked so juicy, calling out to

spacing out on me?’ Brett questioned with

Tyler out of his thoughts. He was so glad that he did not go to bed with a shirt on because right now, his entire

He was hot.

number, Brett. It’s not what

well say when he get her number. And it would be anything

Layla’s number but I do have

though Brett couldn’t exactly see him, his hands feeling a little sweaty as Brett finishes. “I’ll text you her number when I get

man.” Tyler breathed out in relief which was embarrassing but he hoped Brett hadn’t picked up

end the call seconds later and Tyler began to pace. He didn’t know what was wrong with him honestly. He had never been this anxious to get

and then groaning in frustration by the

One single girl

Why?

question, or would he be able to answer it

a throbbing pull. His cock was getting hard because Layla’s damn lips couldn’t stop

until he was