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.

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

his head, his mouth so close to my own,

shivered, arching slightly which made

And I keep taking until

to make you moan like

(Lv. 1

your pussy. ” He groaned

his lips more and roughly

Something was different. It was like he was trying to tell me something using his mouth. Something! couldn’t seem

lower lip, coaxing me to open my mouth to him confirmed he was

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

kiss today, something different yet lovely and

me

didn’t I wasn’t so sure I’d not fall for

tongue teasing between my lips before sucking my bottom lip

He groans biting my bottom lip

a lot

So much more.

brushing against my core. I could only feel

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

him to quench

into his shoulder. “Take it.”

stop, 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

I wanted him.

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