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

mouth

shivered, arching slightly which made me arch more into

I don’t wait. I take. And I

to make you moan like you

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enjoy dipping my tongue into your pussy. ” He

lips more and roughly kissed me as

different. It was like he

coaxing me to open my mouth to him confirmed he was

because that was all I can do, and moan. The way his tongue brushed

a certain pleasure with that kiss today, something different yet lovely and hot

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.

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

against my mouth, his tongue teasing between my lips before

groans biting my bottom lip until I felt the sting of his

it, a lot

So much more.

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

Daff wakes up or when he had to leave. But I wanted him to do

wanted him to quench it.

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

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

I wanted him.

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