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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.

side of my breast before going behind my

breasts that showcased my peaked nipples. They were so hard. Tingling as if

bottom lip as he removed the bra and flung it at the back

of his hands clasp around one of my breasts, squeezing lightly. I arch my

for you it hurts.” He admits as he rubbed my

as I felt the sleek

I breathed out, grasping his shoulder

know, one of my hands is pressing against

always taste like cherries.” He hissed sucking harder and trembling out a

his wet strands as his teeth trace my nipple, wrapped around it

hands sliding down the glass as he continues to

roll around the bud to soothe the ache and when he’s

But he’s not done.

No.

tortured with his mouth, Tyler goes for

my breast, tasting my skin and licking up the wetness from my skin being wet

So roughly that I was afraid I was not getting

his nose as he breathes out makes goosebumps

back when his lips wrapped around the bud and showed it as much affection

hips as my pussy cried

him so deep inside me tonight. I want to feel how

want him to be the one to

of his hands trailing down

rubbing my pussy against his bulge slower, earning a growl like sound coming from his

I wasn’t sure of the difference between the pool water and

sure I was

lower, past my belly button, and

and lift myself a little

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