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.

I wanted him to be the one to guide that fire. And quench it

breathed out my confession. It was like he was waiting for me

definitely Perhaps rendered him speechless because he hadn’t uttered

surprisingly he hadn’t

what I started in the bathroom. I bet you’re

there, throbbing

as I bit down. My stomach swirls

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

for me, Layla.”

off the bed again and my toes curl into the

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 is such a need curling in his voice I can detect. A desire just as mine. Perhaps

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

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

gasp of air as my fingertips

you close Layla? Are you close to that wet spot? Tyler breathed out with a heavy groan that told many stories of how he wished it was his fingers on

I wished that too.

that I

my heels dig into the mattress and my breathing becomes a

“Layla….” He drawled hoarsely.

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

Just a little more…..

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

digging my heels more into

clit to

against my sensitive flesh as I picture him above me, with his fingers touching me between my thighs, right

his skin touched my own, I didn’t think I

wet?” He gasped out and

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