Layla‘s pov 

“Fuck.” Tyler breathed out in awe as if this was the first time he had seen my bare pussy

He comes closer, his eyes saying what he wanted. He wanted me. He wanted to fuck me. 

“My cum made a fucking yummy mess on your pretty little cunt Layla. All it needs is a fresh coat.” He says gruffly and pinching my chin between his fingers. 

He pushes between my thighs and stared down at me with a heated look that spoke of deep desire. 

It made me feel hot all over. I could even feel my pulse in my pussy as Tyler‘s head lowers. 

My lips tingled, wanting him to connect his lips to mine. I wanted to feel his tongue rubbing against mine. Tasting my mouth. And I wanted to taste his. 

Just thinking about it had me panting. 

My eyelids grow heavy with need. “See?” | whispered lowly. “I told you I didn‘t clean it off.” I breathed out. 

Tyler‘s forehead falls on top of mine, his warm breath fanning on my parted lips. I gnawed on my bottom lip, des perate to just connect our lips. 

“Hmmmm. You weren‘t lying, so i guess no punish ment.” He hummed, his thumb slowly touching my bottom lip and tugging it out of the cages of my teeth. 

“But I still want to punish you.” He says huskily and presses his thumb into my mouth where the tip brushed against my teeth. 

“I still plan to do you exactly what I had planned as your punishment.” He groaned and then his mouth replaced his thumb and his tongue delved into my mouth quickly. 

when our tongues brush and sighed when he swirled his tongue around mine while fighting

nance. 

hands touch his chest and then my fingers grip his shirt into a fist as I pull him

nipping. “Why do you always taste like damn cherries?” He groaned, dip ping his tongue back into my mouth before I

ungrip his shirt and my fingers trail down the

contours of the rippled muscle I could feel under

closer to me and tilting his head in a way so that he could

at the top of his jeans. Tyler groans in my mouth, his hand holding me behind my head to

I reached

were fum bling with the button for minutes.” He teases me when he moves away from my mouth to

mumbled jokingly and nudged him to pull down his jeans. He grins, chuckling,

anticipation. I wanted that raging cock inside me

I would miss

  1. me. In fact, I never knew I would have ever craved Tyler this much. 

I had turned into a

and held his cock in his hand while looking down at

time until the bell rings, but I‘ll make sure to give that pretty little pussy a fresh coat before you head to your next class.”

anticipation as he slaps the head of his cock

are bab– Layla.” He lifted one of my legs on his shoulder, his fingers dancing on

back and stay exactly how I was without

my leg was slightly burn ing with the strain.

the head of his cock on

“I‘m going to enjoy entering your pussy again.” He breathed out

| moan, feeling him slowly entering me, inch

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