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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

bottom lip as he removed the bra and flung it at

one of my breasts, squeezing lightly. I

for you it hurts.” He admits

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

out, grasping his shoulder

of my hands is pressing against the glass and

cherries.” He hissed sucking harder and trembling

his wet strands as his teeth trace my

the glass as he continues to torture

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

But he’s not done.

No.

with his mouth, Tyler

darts out, licking every inch of my breast, tasting my skin

So roughly that I was afraid I

from his nose as he breathes out makes goosebumps dance on my

then, his tongue touched 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 hunger as they did

I panted, rolling my hips as my pussy cried

deep inside me tonight. I want to feel how alive

want him to be the one

his hands trailing down my stomach

against his bulge slower, earning

so wet that I wasn’t sure of the difference between the pool

I was drenching on his jeans

past my belly

shiver when his fingers dipped into my panties, and lift myself

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