Layla's POV
He stared at me in disbelief for a moment, as a sound that sounded like a growl or a snarl, but sounded broken and resigned to his fate all at once, tore free from his chest.
And then he moved.
Slowly at first, pushing his c**k inside of me all the way to his balls, before drawing back slowly with a shudder, almost as if he couldn't quite believe this was real. He rolled his hips in a shallow, experimental rhythm that forced a gasp from my mouth before I could bite it back. His c**k slid across my G-spot and the delicious pressure inside of me combined with the heat of his breath only added to the incredible sensations as he exhaled shakily against my neck.
"You feel…Layla I…" His voice failed him as he continued to move, and honestly, even if I wanted to answer h
