Lick it And Slip it in by Demiah13

Chapter 139

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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 before going behind my back to

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

removed the

my breasts, squeezing lightly. I arch my

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

I felt the sleek heat of wetness trail

breathed out, grasping his shoulder when he pinched my nipple

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

taste like cherries.” He hissed sucking harder and

Tyler,” | gasp, gripping his wet strands as his teeth trace

glass as he continues to

comes to 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.

tortured with his

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

was afraid I

his nose as he breathes

back when his lips wrapped around the bud and showed it

my hips as my pussy cried for some

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

I want him to be the one to show me that I am

trailing down my stomach lightly. Tickling

bulge slower, earning a growl

sure of the difference between the pool water and my

was so sure I was drenching on his

fingers tickle lower, lower, past my belly button,

and lift myself a little so he can

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