<Layla>
"Please", I mumbled, begging her kiss me back.
To my surprise, she did. It wasn't a gentle, soft kiss. It was rough and I loved it. She picked me up and pushed me onto my bed.
I grabbed her wrist and pulled her on top of me. I ran my fingers through her hair pulling it around the back of her neck. She gave a low moan and I felt goosebumps on my skin.
Our tongues fought for control, which she won as she traced her fingers up my inner thigh. I ran my palms down over her chest remembering that she hadn't worn or needed a bra under the dress.
She bent down to suck on my neck. It was like she knew exactly where all of my spots were. She bit down on the place where it meets my collarbone and I moaned this time. There would be a mark there later.
Her fingers were rubbing against me through my dress. And I started grinding against her. Then she stopped everything.
I just stared into her eyes. They were a hazy green and full of guilt as well as lust.
"Layla, we can't", she mumbled.
I honed and poked my lip out at her.
She kissed me deep as her hand went into my panties.
My head tilted back as I moaned. Her fingers knew just what spots to hit to make me scream.
I could feel myself getting close and she had hardly touched me
"K-kaylin", I mumbled, holding onto her shoulders.
She pushed deeper, curling her fingers slightly. I felt my whole body tense up and I knew I was almost there. Her thumb hit my clot an I came all over her fingers.
I curled into her catching my breath. My eyes began to close as the rush wore off.
"Go to sleep Layla", Kaylin whispered.
