Layla’s pov

How deep can his tongue go?

His tongue

I gasped, lifting one of my hands to plaster my palm over my mouth to smother the sounds that were coming out of my lips. Each second, the sounds grew a notch or two

But even my palm pressing so harshly on my lips could stop the moans from escaping my mouth. Yes they were not as loud but anyone passing close to the door would certainly hear my cries of pleasure.

Just the thought had my face burning and Tyler’s name slipping from my lips. “Tyler,”

His eyes peeled open, almost reluctantly as if annoyed that Thad disturbed his….well feasting.

Something about seeing him between my thighs was quite…..how do I put it….quite exhilarating.

And the way he stared at me…..it was like he was somehow drunk, intoxicated with the taste of me. There was nothing more arousing than seeing him so lost in the taste of me

that any little disturbance annoyed him.

“What if someone hears us?” I whispered, looking around the room as if someone would just pop out of the closets or the door leading to the bathroom.

groan that showed how reluctant he was to do that. I nearly smiled.

such a thing in well,

up, and the dazzling green swirls looked at me in slight

lifted in a small quirky grin. “You’ve been moaning so loudly that I am certain Bryce heard you all the way downstairs. And it is

as he ate me up. And

features shift in horror, well because I felt it. Nothing more embarrassing than knowing someone you’ve just

you moaning like some kind of dog in

his eyes twinkling with amusement which was odd because they still burned with desire. “You’re so flushed you’d be

since when do | blush? Blushing was for my characters, I’m not one of

with one of her legs swung on Tyler’s Wood

one has heard you. There’s only Bryce and Daffodil in the house. I can assure you my walls are thick.” Tyler assured with a

bit my lower lip, a bit unsure if to believe him or not. He could just be saying this to not have me panic and stop him from

finishing my breakfast without

just smirks and groans. “Nevermind I don’t

and

It was marvelous

was replace what I would respond to him with, with moans of

was take everything he was giving to me, there was no objection and surely there would never. This felt too good for me to not want him to continue. And if it were up to me and if my pussy wasn’t

stomach swirling with piercing heat and the clenching of my pussy walls told me that

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