Layla."Touch yourself for me." His words reverberated through me, a soft gasp escaping my lips. It was an absurd command alright, but it still had my heart racing, the surface of my skin tingling. I wet my lips, still hesitating to raise my hands."Come on, do it. I'm waiting for you." Emilio urged me and like a doll, I raised my hand, gently sliding it down my body as I kept my gaze on him. "Open your legs for me, Layla. Show me just how much you want this." He demanded, his deep voice causing the desire in me to roar into a full blaze.I bit my lips, stifling a moan as I parted my legs, my fingers and revealing my drooling core to his burning gaze. His gaze darkened, a primal groan escaping his mouth. I shuddered, the sound causing me to flinch, lust burning through me. Tentatively, I began to touch myself, gasping at deluge of sensations that permeated my entire being. God, this is embarrassing. So why am I being so turned on? With every touch, I grew bolder, becoming wetter and m
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