Miles P.O.V
Layla kissed me roughly, fighting with the belt of my jeans, whipping it off. She was quick to undo the button and push them down.
“Get them off and sit up.” She said firmly
“Mmm, yes mam,” I smirked
I enjoy a woman telling me what to do. I find it very sexy. I moved away from her, standing up and tossing my jeans completely off. I sat down on the sofa as she had told me. She was quick to get up and climb back on to my lap…. completely naked! She was too sexy, every damn inch of her. She pressed her lips back to mine, slipping her hand into my boxers. She stroked my very hardened c**k with her fingers. I growled, my head falling back. She wrapped her hand around me, moving her hand up and down quickly a couple of times. She ran her thumb over the tip.
“f**k,” I breath
