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.

a little smile on his mouth but I knew he was not amused. No, he

his head, his mouth so

made me arch

wait. I take. And I keep taking

make you moan

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tongue into your pussy. ” He groaned before taking my lips

his lips more and roughly kissed me

way he took my lips this time around. Something was different. It was like he was trying to tell

the soft wetness of my lower lip, coaxing me to open my mouth to him confirmed he was really trying to tell me

do, and moan. The way his

different yet lovely and hot all

not much time to think of what he was trying to say to me, because his hand cupping me between my thighs move away, only to land on my waist while the other

a bit firmly because if I didn’t I wasn’t so sure I’d not fall for how jello like my legs

I want. “Tyler rasped against my mouth, his tongue teasing between my lips before sucking my bottom

like goddamn cherries even after those sausages.” He groans biting my

myself quite liking it, a lot more than I thought

So much more.

hardness brushing against my core. I could only feel the heat. And it was burning the

or when he had to leave. But I wanted him to do something more to calm down that raging fire he had

wanted him to quench

moaned, my nails digging into his shoulder. “Take it.” | groaned when he bit

make him see that he wasn’t affecting me as much as he thought,

I wanted him.

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