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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

that showcased my peaked

he removed the

around one of my breasts, squeezing lightly. I arch

hurts.” He admits as he rubbed my nipple

the sleek heat of wetness trail down my

aches.” I breathed out, grasping his shoulder

grow dark at my words and then next thing I know, one of my hands is pressing against the

He hissed sucking harder and trembling out

strands as his teeth trace my nipple, wrapped around

down the glass as he continues to

around the bud to soothe the ache and

But he’s not done.

No.

his

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

that I was afraid I was not getting enough oxygen into my

warm air from his nose as he breathes out makes goosebumps dance

back when his lips wrapped around

panted, rolling my hips

deep inside me tonight. I

one

grunts, one of his hands trailing down my

against his bulge slower, earning a growl like sound

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

I was drenching on

fingers tickle lower, lower, past

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

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