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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.

to the side

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

bottom lip as he removed

around one of my breasts, squeezing lightly. I arch

He admits as he

my pussy aching as I felt the sleek

so wet for you, it aches.” I breathed out, grasping his shoulder when

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

always taste like cherries.” He hissed

strands as his teeth trace my

sliding down the glass

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

But he’s not done.

No.

he just tortured with his mouth, Tyler

his tongue darts out, licking every inch of my breast, tasting my skin and licking

So roughly that I was afraid I was not getting enough

he breathes out makes goosebumps dance on

my head back when his lips wrapped around the bud

rolling my hips as my

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

him to be the one to show

hands trailing down

bulge slower, earning a growl like

the difference between the pool

I was drenching on

tickle lower, lower, past my belly

lift myself a little so he can continue on

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