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

into his lungs when I breathed out my confession. It was like he was waiting for me to deny it. Deny that I wanted his mouth

shocked him, definitely Perhaps rendered him speechless

but surprisingly he hadn’t because suddenly his voice

finish what I started in the bathroom. I bet

down there, throbbing

by my teeth as I bit down. My stomach swirls with

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

me, Layla.”

arches off the bed again and my toes

between your thighs. Let’s see if I’m right about how wet you are.” There’s a light airy teasing in his voice now but there

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

sweat as they kiss my fingertips as I go down, down where I

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

Are you close to that wet spot? Tyler breathed out with a heavy groan that told

I wished that too.

I replied softly, so faint that I

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

“Layla….” He drawled hoarsely.

his voice as my fingers near the

Just a little more…..

while picturing you touching yourself because of me.” He admitted softly with a

my heels more into the mattress. I needed an anchor.

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 oh so sensitive that I couldn’t control the loud moan of pleasure slipping out

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

As long as his skin

wet?” He gasped out and then

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