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.

that showed how reluctant he was to do that. I nearly

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

brow cocked up, and the dazzling green swirls looked at me in slight disbelief. “You’re kidding right?

I am certain Bryce heard you all the way downstairs. And it is now that you want

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 have

I felt it. Nothing more embarrassing than knowing

you moaning like some kind of

odd because they still burned with

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

Layla with one of her legs swung on Tyler’s Wood

joking Layla. You’re 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

I go back to finishing my breakfast without any

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

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

seems 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 up every drop

could do was replace what I would

This felt too good for me to not want him to continue. And if it were up

piercing heat and the clenching of my pussy

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