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.

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

head, his mouth so close to

shivered, arching slightly which made me

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

going to make you moan like

(Lv. 1

I’m going to enjoy dipping my tongue into your pussy. ” He groaned before

slight brush until he presses his lips more and roughly kissed me as

different. It was like he was trying to tell me something using

lower lip, coaxing me

moan. The way his tongue

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

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

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

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

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

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 more he kept brushing that hardness against

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

to

“Take it.” | groaned when

didn’t want him to. Never did. I only tried to make him see that he wasn’t affecting me as much as he

I wanted him.

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