~Layla’s POV~
“You are playing with fire, Little Wolf.” With a hoarse voice and beautiful crimson eyes, he said, “I’d like to. I’m hungry for you, beautiful." His finishing touches were everything.
“Take me,” I requested.
His eyes were lustful, and his crotch was heady; I want that; he is so absolutely attractive. He’ll whisk me away right now. Alternatively, I would rape him.
“If I take you, little wolf, there is no turning back.”
When I opened my lips, he completely controlled me, plunging his tongue into mine. I was rendered helpless in his presence. I would do everything he asked of me right now. He crushed his chest against mine, and I took advantage of the chance to lead him to bed. He was chomping away at my lips, but I wanted his rod. I ran my hand behind my back in search of
