Kyla’s P.O.V
I was dancing around Ezra’s living room in one of tees and a pair of his boxers. I had to get a shower after our little fun time. I had made a bit of a mess. He tried so hard to join me, but I never let him. Trust me, I wanted badly to f**k him, but I wasn’t gonna give into him that easily. I can only imagine how he f***s with how good he is at finger play. I have never come that quick in my entire life, not even when I am doing it myself.
“Kyla will you f*****g stop,” He growled frustratedly.
“Make me,” I smirked as I continued swaying my hips sexily to the music.
The frustration was written all over his face. I could see it in his body language too. He couldn’t stay still, constantly fixing his jeans. He was too easy.
“I swear to God Kyla. I will bend you over and s
