Layla’s pov

I had seen that heat in Tyler’s eyes before, in his room, in the bathroom. And I knew it must be mirroring my own, because I could literally see myself in the mirror of his eyes.

Panting. Wanting. Him.

He was too close. I need to think clearly. I need to breathe properly.

” Well a little hunger won’t hurt. “I groan, completely aware that I had lost the fight. In fact they were not much fight to begin with.

Tyler moves away from my face entirely to look down at me with a mischievous gleam in his eyes. “You’d want me to go hungry little Layla?”

He cock his head to the side slightly, his eyes twinkling mischievously as the corner of his lips tug up into a grin.

He waited for my answer, so intently that every noise around us just seem to not be rattling in my ears anymore.

Everything had gone so quiet. A stilling silence that only allowed me to hear his breathing and that of my own.

But not only that, I could hear the sound of my heart hammering in my chest.

“And what if I would?” I breathed out. Because that alone can do right now, breathe. Or at least try to.

His hand was still cupping me down below, which was probably the main reason I wasn’t so focused right now

Tyler arched his brow and somehow my eyes felt the urge to drop lower, right on his lips.

Air. I need air into my lungs.

it,” Tyler said with a little smile on his mouth but I knew he was not amused. No, he was completely honest

mouth so close to

shivered, arching slightly which made me

desperately. I don’t wait. I take. And I keep taking until I’m satisfied.” He

to make you moan like you had

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tongue into your pussy. ” He groaned before taking

until he presses his lips more and roughly

the way he took my lips this time around. Something was different. It was like

swiped against the soft wetness of my lower lip, coaxing me to open my mouth to

moan. The way his tongue brushed against mine, so

was a certain pleasure with that kiss today, something different yet lovely and hot all the same. Perhaps even

time to think of what he was trying to say to me, because his hand cupping me

I didn’t I wasn’t so sure I’d not fall for how jello like my legs currently feels

“Tyler rasped against my mouth, his tongue teasing between my lips before sucking

sausages.” He groans biting my bottom lip until I felt the sting of

a lot more than I thought

So much more.

his hardness brushing against my core. I could only feel the heat. And

when he had to leave. But I wanted him to

to

shoulder. “Take it.” | groaned when he bit

to make him stop, because I simply didn’t want him to. Never did. I only tried to make him see that he wasn’t affecting me as much as he thought, but of course it was only a

I wanted him.

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