Lick it And Slip it in by Demiah13

Chapter 44

Layla’s pov

“On your neck?” He whispered.

“How about down the length of your stomach?”

gasped, my back arching off the bed a little as somehow I could feel the slight brush of his lips on my skin. The way it felt on my skin.

His lips had felt so soft…

So so soft.

“Or on the inside of your thighs? Trailing up, yes?” He moaned. “You’d want my lips there wouldn’t

you?”

My rough breathing swirls in the air. Clouding my judgment and had me in the palm of his hand.

“Wouldn’t you Layla?” He persisted in a husky voice that had my toes curling.

“You’d want my mouth there?” He moaned and I felt the heat of my body undoubtedly making me bead with sweat.

“Yes.” I breathed out truthfully.

There would be no point in lying to him. By just the sound of my breathing and the way it was difficult to respond, he’d know in an instant.

Tyler was smart and he was obviously good at telling when someone wanted him, given his reputation of course.

I wanted him. That I couldn’t lie about. That I couldn’t fight against. That I came to terms with the moment his lips met mine.

He had undoubtedly awakened something within me, a fire that had been dormant for years. A fire ! had no interest in to let run freely.

I wanted him to be the one to guide that fire. And quench it once

I breathed out my confession. It was like he was waiting for me to deny it.

shocked him, definitely Perhaps rendered him speechless because he hadn’t uttered

given up but surprisingly he hadn’t because

what I started in the

there, throbbing

by my teeth as I bit down.

obviously so wet that I was sure by now my juices were hugging the covers under my weight. I was drenched and

me, Layla.” He

again and my toes curl into the sheets as

right about how wet you are.” There’s a light airy teasing in his voice now but there is such a need curling in his voice I can

fingers move away from my nipple and I take a gasp as I start to

fingertips

gasp of air as my fingertips continued down, lightly brushing against my

that told many stories of how he wished it was his fingers on my skin and not

I wished that too.

that I wasn’t sure

own, my thighs parted, my heels dig into the mattress and my breathing becomes

“Layla….” He drawled hoarsely.

his voice

Just a little more…..

picturing you touching yourself

moaned, digging my heels more into

Layla,” Tyler commanded and as if having a mind of its own, my fingertips brush my tingling clit to my pussy lips which were oh so sensitive that I couldn’t control the loud moan of

sensitive flesh as I picture him above me, with his fingers touching me between

inside. As long as his skin touched my own, I didn’t think I would be in

He gasped out and then

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