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.

with a little smile on his mouth but I knew he was not amused. No, he was completely honest and definitely meant

mouth so close to my

which made

I want something Layla, desperately. I don’t wait. I take. And I keep taking until I’m satisfied.” He groaned, brushing his lips against

to make you moan like

(Lv. 1

enjoy dipping my tongue into your pussy. ” He groaned before taking

more and roughly kissed me as if showing me

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

when his tongue swiped against the soft wetness of my lower lip, coaxing me to open

into his mouth, because that was all I can do, and moan. The way his

something different yet lovely and hot all the same. Perhaps

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 does the same. And then

could do nothing but wrap my legs around his waist, a bit firmly because if I didn’t I wasn’t so sure I’d not fall for how jello like

tongue teasing between my lips before sucking my bottom lip into his

after those sausages.” He groans biting

find myself quite liking it, a lot more than

So much more.

into the door, his hardness brushing against my core. I could only feel the heat. And it

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

to quench it. And

“Take it.” | groaned when he bit into my lip

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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