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.

moves his mouth from my clit with a groan that showed how reluctant he was to do that. I

thing in well, this atmosphere where it wouldn’t be appropriate to smile at such silly

dazzling green swirls looked at me in slight

Bryce heard you all the way downstairs. And it is now that you want to be wary of your surroundings?” He

I did all but moan loudly as he ate me up. And if he was

horror, well because I felt it. Nothing

ago, heard you moaning like

amusement which was odd because they still burned with

characters, I’m not

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

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

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

finishing my breakfast without any disturbance?” He arched his

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

latches back onto my pussy and he moans instantly, closing

every suck he gave shifted his features more into one of pleasure each time. It was marvelous

do was replace what I would

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 to completion I would want to continue this for as long as his

piercing heat and the clenching of my pussy walls told me that I was

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