Tyler had been counting down every second until she had finished her breakfast. He hadn’t wanted to hassle her into hurrying because something told him Layla had lied about eating before coming here.

Especially when his suspicion was answered with the low rumble of her belly every minute or two.

She needed every bit of that breakfast so he let her gobble it down, finding great pleasure in knowing she ate every piece until the plate was empty.

There was just something about seeing her satisfied and well fed that made him satisfied as well.

But then she brought that glass of blackcurrant juice to her lips and that also drew in his attention to her luscious looking lips.

Damn it. He thought as he tried to pull his eyes away from the temptation of her mouth.

But the urge was too strong and he found himself counting down the minutes until she was done with the juice so he could bring her upstairs and taste those lips. Perhaps if she let him, both of her lips. The one tucked between her legs.

And when she was done, he nearly celebrated aloud but decided to be more of a gentleman…..by tugging her away

from the kitchen with lies of giving her a tour of the house.

He just wanted a taste of her badly before he go to his races. And if he was being entirely honest, he’d admit that seeing Layla smile so radiant towards Bryce made him slightly upset.

By slightly he meant a lot, he was jealous. Plain and simple.

He wanted that smile all for himself. No one else, which was a very odd way for Tyler to think.

Layla’s pov

I found myself gulping the little saliva I had on my tongue, but now my entire mouth felt dry by his words.

noticed he

hear the soft click of the door closing behind me, that is when my mind finally got back to normal,

a bit flushed at the moment and completely avoiding

can’t blame me, there was just something about his eyes that made me speechless

didn’t count,” He grumbles and I’m completely aware

touched the surface of the wood, stopping me from going any

the dazzling green pools, lift an arm to plaster his hand just above my head,

skin. “It doesn’t count because I didn’t get to see you cum. I want to see you cum. I need it.” He stressed out the words want and need, which made me

against my heated skin. My mind was already on the verge of

of being

up at him beneath my

a fire beneath them.

here for Daffodil, nothing else.” || breathed out, using my last hope in holding my sanity with

Wood for christ sake, whatever he wanted he gets it. And he made it clear he wanted

lift. “Daffodil is still asleep and usually wakes up exactly eight thirty or nine on Saturdays. Enough time to

pulled my lower lip into my mouth,

lips near my skin until

you look at me like that, it makes

widened slightly. “Tas-te me?” I

had mentioned wanting to see

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mentioned tasting me.

he chuckled lowly.

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