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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

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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.

snake up to the side of my breast before going behind my

shoulders as he peels them off and reveals my breasts that showcased my

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

breasts, squeezing lightly. I arch my back, pressing my wet covered

admits as he

words, my pussy aching as I felt the sleek heat of wetness trail down

I breathed out, grasping his shoulder when he pinched my

then next thing I know, one of my hands is pressing against the glass and the other digging

hissed sucking harder

wet strands as his teeth trace my nipple,

my hands sliding down the glass

slick and roll around the bud to soothe the ache and when he’s done feasting, he blows on the throbbing

But he’s not done.

No.

that breast he just tortured with his mouth, Tyler goes for the other free

licking every inch of my breast, tasting my skin and licking up the

ear. So roughly that I was afraid I was not getting enough oxygen into

his nose as he breathes out makes goosebumps dance

that rosy peak that’s been begging for him. I throw my head back when his lips wrapped around the bud and showed it as much affection and

my hips as my pussy

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

I want him to be the one to

one of his hands trailing down my stomach lightly. Tickling

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

sure of the difference between the pool water

I was drenching on his

fingers tickle lower, lower, past my belly

shiver when his fingers dipped into my panties, and lift myself a little so he can

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