Layla’s P.O.V
Miles was quick to lead me into his apartment, the door getting kicked shut behind us. He pushed me roughly against the door, his body coming into mine and kissing me roughly. He was exciting me with his slight roughness and eagerness.
“Layla, why you got to be so f*****g sexy?” he growled, “Can you feel what you do to me.” He added pressing his very obvious hard-on against me.
“Mmm, yes.” I moaned rolling myself in against it.
He ran his hands down my body, gripping my thighs tightly and lifted me off the ground. My legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. He pressed harder into me, his kiss rougher. I could feel my panties getting very wet. He kept a tight grip on me, pulling us away from the door. His lips staying firmly on mine. I have never been this tu
