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

bit into my lower lip to stop myself from doing such a thing in well,

looked at me in slight disbelief.

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

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

it.

heard you moaning like some kind

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

my pussy and he moans instantly, closing his eyes

into one of pleasure each time. It was

I could do was replace what I would respond to him with, with

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

stomach swirling with piercing heat and the

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