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.

Then I’d just have to take it,” Tyler said with a little smile on his mouth but I knew he was not amused. No, he was completely honest and definitely meant every

mouth so close to my own,

arching slightly which made me arch

And I keep taking until I’m satisfied.” He

make you moan like you

(Lv. 1

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

he presses his lips more and roughly kissed me as if showing me that my lips

Something was different. It

when his tongue swiped against the soft wetness of my lower lip, coaxing me to open my mouth to him confirmed he was really trying to

moan. The way his tongue brushed against mine, so slow then rough then back

pleasure with that kiss today, something different yet lovely

to say to me, because his hand cupping me

his waist, a bit firmly because if I didn’t I wasn’t so sure I’d not

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

taste like goddamn cherries even after those sausages.” He groans biting my bottom lip until I felt the

myself quite liking it, a lot more than I

So much more.

my core. I could only feel the heat.

know how long we had left until Daff wakes up or when he had to leave. But I wanted

him to quench it.

“Take it.” | groaned when

him to. Never did. I only tried to make him see that he wasn’t

I wanted him.

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