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 do

in well, this atmosphere where it wouldn’t be appropriate to

and the dazzling green swirls looked at me in slight disbelief.

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

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 surely

it. Nothing more embarrassing

moaning like some kind of dog

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

made me literally burn. Honestly, since when do | blush? Blushing was for my characters, I’m not one of my fictional characters that blush at

of her legs swung on Tyler’s Wood shoulder, while

Daffodil in the house.

lip, a bit unsure if to believe him or not. He could just be saying this to not have me panic and stop him from eating

to finishing my breakfast without any disturbance?” He

groans. “Nevermind I don’t need your answer I’ll just take what I want

latches back onto my pussy and he moans instantly, closing his eyes and moaning again

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

what I would respond to him with,

objection and surely there would never. This felt too good for me to not want him to continue. And if

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

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