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.

clit with a groan that showed how reluctant he was to do

lower lip to stop myself from doing such a thing in well, this atmosphere where it wouldn’t be appropriate to smile at such silly

brow cocked up, and the dazzling green swirls looked

corner of his mouth 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

And if he was indeed correct, which he wasn’t, God I

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

hour ago, heard you moaning

which was odd because they still burned with desire.

me literally burn. Honestly, since when do | blush? Blushing was for my characters, I’m not one of my fictional characters

of her legs swung on Tyler’s Wood shoulder, while bare in front of him with his tongue deep inside her moments ago, was not the same Layla from a few days

that loud, no one has heard you. There’s only Bryce and Daffodil in the house. I can assure you my

believe him or not. He could just be saying this to not have

breakfast without any disturbance?” He

reply to him but he just smirks and groans. “Nevermind I don’t need your

my pussy and he moans instantly, closing his eyes and moaning

gave shifted his features more into one of pleasure each time. It was

replace what I would respond to him with, with

me to not want him to continue. And if it

with piercing heat and the clenching of

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