Layla’s POVEvery time I thought it was fading, I’d feel Hector twitch inside me once more and my body would shudder with the aftershocks of our orgasms until he swore low under his breath, rolling off me and leaving a telltale slickness between my thighs. If anything, the latter more than convince
Then he breathed my name.•Hector bounced slightly as I pushed him onto my mattress with perhaps more roughness than I had meant to.To his credit, he didn’t seem to mind this though, and in the next moment I straddled him.He had only a T-shirt on, but his pants and the summer dress I’d picked out
Layla’s POVHector’s eyes pierced into me, and as I opened my mouth to respond to the question my heart gave a nervous jolt as the purely physical perfection of the man seemed to hit me all over again. It was hard to concentrate, and my lips formed words but when no sounds came out I was forced to
“When do you plan to go?” I blurted before I could stop myself.Hector turned to meet my eyes briefly. “Tomorrow,” he muttered.My breath caught sharply in my throat at the revelation, and I sat up as a bubble of laughter rose in my throat unbidden.“You planned to leave tomorrow and didn’t tell me
Layla’s POVJust as I predicted, the smile on Hector’s face froze as soon as my words registered, and I had to stop myself from wincing as he pulled away slowly, his entire frame tensing with each passing second.“A party,” he repeated dully, gaze intensely on me as I turned to look at him.I didn’t
After a moment’s consideration, Palmer let out a smaller sigh before turning and starting to head in the opposite direction. She’d said what she needed to, and as I watched her retreating form, I felt a sense of urgency blaze through me.That night had had far-reaching consequences on me, but I coul
It was a backless sequin body con mini dress that showed off so much skin that I might’ve as well slipped on my towel and called it a day. I had never worn anything so revealing before, and as Hector’s eyes raked me, a frown forming at the edges of his lips, I felt a creeping insecurity start to se
Layla’s POVA meaningful look passed between Hector and I as the knocking turned insistent when neither of us moved to answer. Then, with no warning whatsoever there was a pause.“Layla Fabrini.” I winced at the sound of my name, the exaggerated way Palmer drew out each syllable. “It’s time,” she ad