Layla‘s pov 

“Damn it, Layla.” Tyler groaned and his free hand come to grasp my hair in his hand. 

I move my lips away from his head and looked up at him in confusion. “Did I do something wrong?” | whispered. This was my first time after all. I wasn‘t sure I was doing this correctly. 

Did I hold him too tightly? Upon that thought, my hold around him slackens a bit. 

Was I not supposed to taste him as yet? 

I noticed Tyler‘s jaw was set and it ticks. He looks down at me and his stare burns right through me. The air in the room is sparkling with electricity and fire. 

I can‘t breathe properly when he looks at me like that. In awe and in desperation. 

My entire body is tingling with the need for him. Gosh, Tyler Wood set a switch on inside me that I didn‘t know how to put off. 

Tyler shakes his head. “You didn‘t do anything wrong. If 

anything. You were doing everything right.” He admitted and as if agreeing with him, his cock jerks, smacking lightly against my lips when I start to move closer to him again. 

A drop of pre cum slips out of his tip again and I smiled. I loved his taste. “Well in that case, can I lick off your pre cum?” My eyes snap up to his. They‘re so dark with desire it‘s crazy

“I love the taste of it.” | said shyly, not wanting him to think of me as a creep. 

Tyler draws in a very sharp breath, his eyes dilating as if he were high. “Now when you say something like that you‘re making it really hard for me.” 

My brows furrow. What did he mean I was making this hard for him? Was I doing something wrong and he was re fusing to tell me what so he‘d not embarrass me? 

for you?” | questioned. God I just wanted him to

is locked as he grits out. “You‘re making it hard for

my

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that a bad thing?” | asked innocently.

then his thumb dips in

teach you.” His eyes

Oh. 

I stop?” | asked, even though I didn‘t

handle it.” His lips curved up into a smirk.

Dammit to hell. 

was stupid to think he could ‘handle‘ it.

knees threatening to collapse. He was this close to be ing on his knees for her, which would

ing. 

supposed to be the

just felt a girl‘s hand on his cock for the very first

Especially his balls. And the

not last. Especially when she starts to actually

head and breathed out through his nose. He‘ll just focus on her hair, not her eyes

felt her hot breath feather against his head and he shuddered. His grip around her locks tighten when he felt her mouth open like

squeezed his eyes tightly. It‘s painful to not just push

do whatever she wanted. Because he was damn certain that no matter what she‘d have him cumming. If just one lick had him a mess, just imagine what he will feel when

cause his heart to leap and for his eyes to fall into hers and then drop to stare at

damn

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