Lick it And Slip it in by Demiah13

Chapter 48

Layla’s pov

There was a loud banging sound that rouse me awake. It was a Saturday morning, early morning.

The sun was already peeking through the cracks of the curtains. But the sun wasn’t the usual scorch of the afternoon sun, it was the slight brush of morning.

Saturday morning…..

Oh. My first day babysitting Daff!

I’m rather thankful for that disturbance in my sleep. If it hadn’t roused me awake I’d no doubt miss half the day sleeping judging by how exhausted my body currently still felt.

And what had caused the exhaustion….

I lifted myself on my elbows and looked down at my phone. A furious blush no doubt hotter than the morning sun kissed my cheeks as I remember what happened last night.

Tyler.

Moaning.

Grunting.

Cumming.

I had fallen asleep. I groan lowly in embarrassment. Had I truly fallen asleep after I had come? 

Judging by the yawn that fluttered out of my mouth and the sleep lines I could feel on my cheek, then yes, I indeed had fallen asleep. How humiliating..

I cupped my cheeks looking down at my cracked phone. Gosh, I can’t believe who I had been last night. Yes, who I had been, because surely the person last night did not feel like me.

act like how I’d normally act. I was like one of

my head, I rose off the bed, completely aware that I was still bare. I walked to my closet and put on what I normally wear during the day. An oversized shirt and cotton

picking up my phone. Biting into my lower lip, I messaged Tyler

if we did

a few seconds. Oddly having me thinking

I opened the text.

so can you make it for

reply quickly, agreeing with the time and a bit shaky for

see that he was typing.

disappointed somehow.

sessions. I shouldn’t feel disappointed at all by his vague

this was nothing but our arrangement to

was only seven thirty, which gave me

also give me enough time to

walked out of my room, heading to the kitchen. I was still so hungry but I had

water wash out the white powder she probably threw in

times to rid the sting in my eyes as I wondered how much

I walked to the fridge, in little hope that perhaps God had seen what I had been going through and had magically placed an

see the fridge empty

“Good morning dollface.”

I keep my hand on the fridge, unsure if to

too close for comfort and turned just in time before his

as I backed away from him. Again with his size, it would

was backing away to some pans

dark eyes roamed over my frame and I

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