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.

but

mouth so

shivered, arching slightly which made me arch more

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

you moan like you had done

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going to enjoy dipping my tongue into your pussy. ”

lips more and roughly kissed me as

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

lip, coaxing me to open

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

today, something different yet lovely and hot all the same.

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

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

what I want. “Tyler rasped against my mouth, his tongue teasing between my lips before sucking my bottom lip into

even after those sausages.” He groans biting

myself quite liking it, a lot more than I

So much more.

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

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

to quench it. And

into his shoulder. “Take it.” |

I only tried to make him see that he wasn’t affecting me as much as

I wanted him.

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