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.

normally act.

I was still bare. I walked to my closet

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

if we

seconds. Oddly having me thinking

I opened the text.

to be somewhere before nine so

typed out a reply quickly, agreeing with the time and a

strangely skipping as I see that he was typing. Then he stops and starts again but it is only a short reply saying

disappointed somehow. Which

of one of the sessions. I shouldn’t feel disappointed at all by his vague replies

was clear that this was nothing but our arrangement to him as it should

seven thirty, which gave me enough time to clean the kitchen

time to have a nice long

the kitchen. I was still so hungry but I had gotten used

the pipe, letting the water wash out the white powder

of times to rid the sting in my eyes as I

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

fridge empty except for a couple of

“Good morning dollface.”

I keep my hand on the

I felt his presence too close for comfort and turned just in time before his hand could brush against my

sneered, glaring at him as I backed away from him. Again with his size,

backing away to some pans

and I quickly noted how darker they

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