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.

his mouth from my clit with a groan that showed how reluctant

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

looked at me in slight disbelief.

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

moan loudly as he ate me up. And if

in horror, well because I felt it. Nothing more embarrassing than

ago, heard you moaning like some kind of dog in

was odd because they still burned with desire. “You’re so flushed you’d be mistaken as one of

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

with one 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

not that loud, no one has heard you. There’s only Bryce and Daffodil in the house. I can assure you my walls are thick.” Tyler assured

bit my lower lip, a bit unsure if to believe him or not. He could

breakfast

and groans. “Nevermind I

back onto my pussy and he moans

to be enjoying himself, every suck he gave shifted his features more into one of pleasure each time. It was marvelous how I had the Tyler Wood on his knees, licking

all I could do was replace what I would

to continue. And if it were up to me and if my pussy wasn’t clenching on the verge of throbbing to completion I would want

unfortunately, the feeling of my lower stomach swirling with piercing heat and the clenching of my pussy walls told me that I

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