Continuation..
Moth to a Flame- The Weeknd
Layla's attention turns to Red's phone, her eyes scanning it on the table at the balcony and Red notices her distance now, her hand instantly snaking to the nape of Layla's neck to pull her closer and Layla lets her.
Their lips magnetising to one another's again, crashing harshly, kissing hungrily and Red proceeds to groan into Layla's mouth which results in Layla's spine arching in response.
Red's hands find their way to her hips, locking them against her own as Layla wraps her legs around Red's waist who suddenly gets to her feet.
Carrying Layla as they exchange their hot kisses, Layla feels her pussy pulsate over and over again against Red's abdomen.
Layla feels herself melt and Red tightens her grip against her as she kisses her mouth, walking into the bedroom with a smile fighting its way past her lips, Red pulls away from Layla who's now in a hypnotic state of complete arousal.
Red sits Layla against the bed, towering over her now when she leans down to her ear, "Can I, Lay?" She hotly asks as her tatted fingers trace the back of Layla's bra, repeating the movement and pressing her fingers down, igniting heat and then pulling them away as her mouth hangs over Layla's ear, her breaths rushing directly down Layla's neck.
Layla's hands find their way to Red's chain, tugging at Red so they're face to face now and brown meets green, warping into each other as Layla starts to nod in Red's direction, yes you can.
And so swiftly, Red's lips are invading Layla's neck, who unintentionally leans back as Red takes off her bra with one hand, ripping it off before she takes Layla's jumper off, faced with the sight of her perky tits and seductive face.
Red instantly brings her lips to her neck, "The beauty of yours, leaves me stunned every time." She mumbles through sloppy and wet kisses against her neck, Layla's body spilt out across the bed, her hands in Red's hair, pulling her further in as though she wants to crawl inside of her and Red's hands are on her boobs now, softly massaging them in want.
Layla's lips part, slipping her small moans out as Red's hands reach for the hem of her joggers, and Layla instantly rips them off her slim legs, her underwear along with it now.
"Mhm, someone's desperate-" Red hums into Layla's ear before she starts to find her way back to her lips, her tongue slipping into Layla's mouth who takes it so well as Red's hands roam her body.
Then so suddenly, Red pulls away, breaking their lips apart harshly and Layla's eyes peel open to find Red's state of hunger facing her, "What?" She mutters fearfully, did I do something wrong?
"One second.." Red smirks, somehow managing to pull away from Layla, now standing at the edge of the bed, a knee against the bed, "Stay like that." Red's eyebrows are narrow as though the beauty of Layla so raw and naked right now is painful to her.
And so she leaves the room, Layla debates touching herself just to get Red to stop her but she comes back even quicker and Layla awaits a massive reveal of something, but it's just Red, smiling with two cups of water.
"Awh, Red–" Layla is about to turn soppy when Red shuts the door and places the cups against the dresser before pulling out a bandana, if it wasn't for the slight bits of light coming into the room, Layla wouldn't have even been able to detect what it is.
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Relentless Love (sequel)
RomansaTwo women, who loved each other as girls meet again after Reagan Levine suddenly left on a gloomy night. Hatred, Confusion, and Pining turned cold after seven years of Layla Elsher waiting for her teenage love's explanation of this sudden heartbreak...