Layla's POV
My arms around his neck while he had his arms on wound up on my waist without breaking the contact of our lips. Our kisses progressed wildly and I heard tearing of garments and tumbling of things inside the tent. It was insanity that I want him so bad and my mind fogged of too much desires.
His kisses were rough and his tongue exploring that it made my toe curled and my body shivered. I smelled his lust on my nostril and it was potent. His hand cupped bum as he thrust his clothed member against mine.
I think he was at his limit as he groaned on our kisses an sucked for my tongue and nibbled on my lower lips. It brought a pure shot pleasure down n my bosom and it tickles at the center of my body. It practically begged to be touched and caressed and something more.
It was as if none of us had the inhibition to stop until we were practically all over each other, touching and caressing.
