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.

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

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

looked

mouth lifted in a small quirky grin. “You’ve been moaning so loudly that I am certain Bryce heard you all

coming from, I did all but moan loudly as he ate me up. And if he was indeed correct, which he

felt it. Nothing more embarrassing than knowing someone

you moaning like some kind of dog

burned with desire. “You’re

| blush? Blushing was for my characters, I’m not one of my fictional characters that blush at every glance the male characters have

be told, this Layla with one of her legs swung on Tyler’s Wood shoulder, while bare

no one has heard you. There’s only Bryce and Daffodil in

him or not. He could just be

back to finishing my breakfast without any

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

and he moans instantly, closing his

each time. It was marvelous how I had the Tyler Wood on his knees, licking up every drop that seeped out

I could do was replace what I would

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 clenching on the verge of throbbing

heat and the

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