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.

his mouth but I knew he was not amused. No, he was completely honest

dips his head, his mouth so close to

arching slightly which made me arch more into

something Layla, desperately. I don’t wait. I take. And I

moan like you

(Lv. 1

I’m going to enjoy dipping my tongue into your

more and roughly kissed me as if

It was like

of my lower lip, coaxing me to open my

moan. The way

something different yet lovely and hot all the same. Perhaps

his hand cupping me between my thighs move away, only to land on

my legs around his waist, a bit firmly because if I didn’t I wasn’t so sure I’d not fall for

my mouth, his tongue teasing between

He groans

quite liking it, a lot more than I thought because

So much more.

me into the door, his hardness brushing against my core. I could only feel the heat. And it was burning the more he kept brushing that

long we had left until Daff wakes up or when he had to leave. But I wanted him to do something more to calm

to

it.” |

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 lie. A front

I wanted him.

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