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.

the one to

was like he

Perhaps rendered him speechless because he hadn’t

given up but surprisingly he hadn’t because suddenly his voice comes out like sweet

finish what I started in the bathroom. I

there,

I bit down. My stomach swirls with desire and then my pussy…he was right,

now my juices were hugging the covers under my weight. I was

for me, Layla.” He

off the bed again and my toes curl into

I’m right about how wet you are.” There’s a light airy teasing in his

my nipple and I take a gasp as I start to trail it down my

sweat as they kiss my fingertips as I go down,

my fingertips continued down, lightly brushing

that wet spot? Tyler breathed out with a heavy groan that told many

I wished that too.

softly, so faint that I wasn’t sure he

thighs parted, my heels dig into the mattress and my

“Layla….” He drawled hoarsely.

trying to not tremble by his voice as my fingers near the throbbing of my

Just a little more…..

now while picturing you touching yourself because of

more into the

pussy now Layla,” Tyler commanded and as if having a mind of its own, my fingertips brush my tingling clit to my pussy lips which were

flesh as I picture him above me, with his

long as his skin touched my own, I didn’t think I would be in any position to whine. At least

He gasped

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