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

myself from doing such a thing in well, this atmosphere where

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

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

could 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

it. Nothing more embarrassing than knowing someone you’ve just

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

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

Blushing was for my characters, I’m not one of

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

and Daffodil in

bit unsure if to believe him or not. He could just

breakfast without any disturbance?” He arched his brow

and groans. “Nevermind I don’t need

and he moans instantly, closing

to be enjoying himself, every suck he gave shifted his features more into one of pleasure each time. It was marvelous how I had

I could do was replace what I would

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

swirling with piercing heat and the clenching of

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