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.

now. I wanted him to be the one to guide that fire.

sucked a sharp breath into his lungs when I breathed out my confession. It was

him, definitely Perhaps rendered him speechless because

but surprisingly he hadn’t because suddenly his voice comes out

my tongue there? Perhaps finish what I started in the bathroom. I

down there,

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

by now my juices were hugging the covers under my weight. I was drenched and I’d drench

something for me, Layla.” He

bed again and my toes curl into the sheets

how wet you are.” There’s a light airy teasing in his voice now but

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

sweat as they kiss my fingertips as

as my fingertips continued down, lightly

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

I wished that too.

I replied softly, so faint that I

my heels dig into the mattress and my breathing becomes a bit

“Layla….” He drawled hoarsely.

not tremble by his voice as my fingers near the throbbing

Just a little more…..

hard right now while picturing you touching yourself because of me.” He

digging my heels more into the mattress. I needed an

my fingertips brush my tingling clit to my pussy lips which were

gasped out, my fingers trembling against my sensitive flesh as I picture him above me, with his

his skin touched

wet?” He gasped out and

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