Lick it And Slip it in by Demiah13

Layla’s pov

The bell had just rung when I was fixing my clothes back into place. I winced and squirmed at the uncomfort able feeling of his cum on my pussy, yet, somehow the feel ing was a bit, pleasing.

Welcoming even.

Tyler smirks while looking down at me, his eyes twin kling and his dimple showing.

“Sorry I took part of your lunch time. I’ll pay it back.” He winked while zipping up his jeans quickly.

| sighed and shook my head. “We need to be more careful Tyler. You can’t just grab my hand and pull me into an empty class even though no one was around. You never know who’s lurking around the corner.”

He rolls his eyes. “Are we back to that again? We’re friends, no one will suspect a thing.” He shrugs and dips his head to plant a chaste kiss on my lips.

But we’re not supposed to be friend’s Tyler.

I wanted to say but bit my tongue.

He moans and does another before whispering. “Now stop creasing your forehead pretty nerd, everything’s fine.” He jokes while lifting his fingers up to my forehead to mas sage the skin between my brows. 

| stay muted, completely unmoving as my heart skipped a few beats. Why was he acting this way? 

Did he not know what he was doing to me?

Was this how he normally acts with girls he slept with? If so, then no wonder they always come crawling back to him.

I mean who wouldn’t?

Tyler had the looks, the charm and he definitely knew how to worm his way into anyone’s heart. The guy was the master at his craft and now I was beginning to believe it.

You should guard your heart Layla, before it’s too late. My brain reminds me and I agree with it. It was, after all, the more logical part. Listening to my heart always got me in

trouble.

my cheek, lingering there for a bit.

an arrangement, why was

why was he kissing at all since

every girl

a few sec onds just staring

already jammed packed with teenagers

before | head to my next class. I’m speed walking down the hall, a bit confused to

and definitely not

Was there a fight?

really hope there’s no blood on my locker, I’m really not in the mood to clean off

footsteps, praying that Tyler’s cum real ly wasn’t going to seep through

need to get on that pill as soon

wasn’t sure why Tyler all of sudden wasn’t wearing any condoms, but I surprisingly wasn’t complaining.

a good thing given

raising questions in my head. If he did protect himself with those other girls,

this right now. I’m supposed to be thinking about class and going to my first job after school.

There’s no reason for me to think about him

as I spotted a crowd. It was hard to tell what

loud shouts. So no cleaning off blood on my

of hearing range,

and the

pinch as I push past people and finally

of people was facing my locker. And when they saw me, their attention was

and it feels like tiny crazy ants running over

others mur mured. They

squirmed while forcing my eyes

like vom iting. I want to cry. I want to

know why everyone