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.

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

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

the dazzling green swirls looked at me in slight disbelief. “You’re kidding

am certain Bryce heard you all the way downstairs. And it is now that you want to be wary of your surroundings?” He asked

ate me up. And if he was indeed correct, which he wasn’t, God I hope he wasn’t….. Bryce would have surely heard

it. Nothing more embarrassing than knowing someone

moaning like some kind of dog

odd because they still burned with desire.

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

arrangement was done, I’d pretend I was someone else because truth be told, this Layla with one of her legs swung on Tyler’s Wood shoulder, while bare in front of him

only Bryce and Daffodil in

him or not. He could just be saying this to not have me panic and stop him from eating

back to finishing my breakfast without any disturbance?” He arched his brow again

groans. “Nevermind I don’t need your answer I’ll just take what I want as I told

back onto my pussy and he moans instantly, closing his eyes

shifted his features more into one of pleasure each time. It was marvelous how I had the Tyler Wood on his knees, licking up

I could do was replace what I would respond

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 clenching on the verge of throbbing to completion I would want to continue this for as long as his mouth and tongue can

swirling with piercing heat and

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