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Layla’s pov

He pushes closer to me, his breath feathering against my parted lips that inched closer to him.

And then he pressed his lips against mine, making a moan flutter out of my mouth.

His hand clamps behind my head while his fingers tangle in my wet tresses.

He’s groaning in my mouth, one of his hands gripping my bottom harder until I was sure he left his mark behind.

Then both his hands reach the ends of my dress and he tugs. up, detaching his mouth from mine as he removes the dress off my body.

The windows are tinted so I had no fears of anyone seeing us. Not that anyone has passed by in the last five minutes.

He throws the wet material at the back somewhere, not caring that it might have landed on his seat.

I’m breathing roughly, my fingers quickly and clumsily removing his jacket and then lifting his shirt over his head.

We were really about to fuck in the car.

And the thought of him being deep inside me, the excitement of what is about to come had me moaning.

My hand land on his toned chest, the muscle rippling under

288 Vouchers.

my palm. He grunts, adjusting the seat to go a little lower so we would be more comfortable.

My fingers brush along his skin, feeling the soft yet coldness caused by his wet clothes.

He trembles, letting out a shuddering breath.

up to the side of my breast

my shoulders as he peels them off and reveals my breasts that showcased my peaked nipples. They were so hard. Tingling as if already feeling

he removed the bra and flung it at the back

of my breasts, squeezing lightly. I

hurts.” He admits as he

aching as I felt the sleek

it aches.” I breathed out, grasping his

eyes grow dark at my words and then next thing I know, one of my hands is pressing against the glass and the other digging in his hair as his lips wrap around my hardened

cherries.” He hissed sucking harder

wet strands as his

down the glass as he

soothe the ache and when he’s done

But he’s not done.

No.

his mouth, Tyler

darts out, licking every inch of my breast, tasting my skin and licking up the wetness from

So roughly that I was afraid

his nose as he breathes out makes goosebumps dance on

then, his tongue touched that rosy peak that’s been begging for him. I throw my head back when his lips

rolling my hips as my

tonight. I want to

want him to be the one to show

one of his hands trailing down my stomach lightly. Tickling

bulge slower, earning a growl like sound coming from

of the difference between the pool

was so sure I was drenching on

tickle lower, lower, past

and lift myself a little so he can

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