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.

showed how reluctant he was

to stop myself from doing such a thing in well, this

and the dazzling green swirls looked

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

as he ate me up. And if he was indeed correct, which he wasn’t, God I hope he wasn’t…..

shift in horror, well because I felt it. Nothing more embarrassing than knowing someone

moaning like some

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

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

be told, this Layla with one of her legs swung

heard you. There’s only Bryce and Daffodil in the house. I can assure you my walls

or not. He could just be saying this to not have

back to finishing my breakfast without any disturbance?” He

I don’t need your answer I’ll just take what I want

mouth latches back onto my pussy and he

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 respond to him with, with moans of

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

with piercing heat and the clenching

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