Lick it And Slip it in by Demiah13

Chapter 58

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 he was to

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

swirls looked at me in slight disbelief. “You’re

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 want to be wary of your surroundings?” He asked

see where he was coming from, I did all but moan loudly as he ate me up. And if he was indeed correct, which he wasn’t, God I hope he wasn’t….. Bryce would

in horror, well because I felt it. Nothing

an hour ago, heard you moaning like some kind of dog

with

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

was clearly not me and for now until our 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 with his tongue deep inside her moments ago, was not the same Layla

Daffodil in the house. I can assure you my walls are

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

back to finishing my breakfast without any disturbance?” He

and groans. “Nevermind I don’t need your answer I’ll just

back onto my pussy and he moans instantly, closing his

one of pleasure each time. It was marvelous how I had the Tyler Wood on

what I would respond

to not want him to continue. And if

swirling with piercing heat and the clenching of my pussy walls told me

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