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.

the one to guide that fire. And quench it once

a sharp breath into his lungs when I breathed out my confession. It was like he was waiting

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

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

Perhaps finish what

there,

lip is captured by my teeth as I bit down. My stomach swirls with desire and then

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

something for me, Layla.” He

again and my

teasing in his voice now but there is such a need curling in his voice I can detect. A desire just as mine.

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

as they kiss my fingertips as I go down, down where I somehow craved Tyler

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

with a heavy groan that told many stories of how he wished it was

I wished that too.

faint that I wasn’t sure

heels dig into the mattress and my

“Layla….” He drawled hoarsely.

trying to not tremble by his voice as my fingers near

Just a little more…..

while picturing you touching yourself because of

more into the mattress. I needed

own, my fingertips brush my tingling clit to my pussy lips

my sensitive flesh as I picture him above me, with

fingers touched, my lips, my nub, my opening…perhaps even inside. As long as his skin touched my own, I

He gasped out and

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