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.

be the one to guide that fire. And quench it once and

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

definitely Perhaps rendered him speechless because he

given up but surprisingly he hadn’t

you also want my tongue there? Perhaps finish what I started in

down there,

teeth as I bit down. My stomach

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

for me,

the bed again and my toes curl

are.” There’s a light airy teasing in his voice now

gasp as I start to trail it down my ribcage,

as they kiss my fingertips as I go down,

gasp of air as my

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

I wished that too.

replied softly, so faint that I wasn’t sure

my heels dig into the mattress and my breathing becomes a

“Layla….” He drawled hoarsely.

tremble by his voice as my fingers

Just a little more…..

touching yourself because of me.” He admitted softly

into the mattress.

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 pleasure slipping out of

I picture him above me, with his fingers

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

He gasped

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