"Nothing...just that," your voice trails off as you walk over to her. You take her hand, the one that just had drops of honey on it and bring it up to your mouth. Your eyes never move from hers as your tongue comes out and runs against the skin that was just sticky. There were remnants of honey still on her skin you can taste on your tongue. Her entire demeanor changes, lust filling her eyes as she watches you. "You missed a spot."

Tyla knew you wanted to keep licking. She bites into her lower lip and puts down the dish in her other hand. Her arms come wrapping themselves around your neck and she presses her lips to yours. Her mouth tastes like vanilla and honey and you're overwhelmed by it. You can't control yourself and your hands begin to roam her body. Next thing Tyla knows and she's being lifted onto the kitchen counter with her shorts being pulled down and her legs pushed apart.

You take in the sight of her clothed sex. She wore the cutest panties and there was a damp patch forming at the crotch. You let out groan at the sight of her arousal already forming. It would be so cruel to deprive yourself of her when you've been starving for her all day.

"You taste sweeter than anything I've ever had," you say sweetly before you're placing yourself between her thighs.

You push your face in her warm pussy and Tyla throws her head back and moans. She lets out little soft whimpers as you give her pussy its first kitten licks of the day. Her hands come to tangle in your hair and she holds you still against her pussy. You thought you were the one with the dirty mind, but Tyla begins to grind her pussy against your face. Had you known she was going to be this needy you would've gone down on her this morning or even a few hours earlier. But, those thoughts get shoved to the side when you feel the sweet flow of her arousal on your tongue. All you can think about is how good she tastes and how soft she feels.

"Yes, Y/n...just like that!" She whines.

Her body was so responsive to your touch as your tongue began to flick against her clit. The pleasure shoots a warmth throughout her body as you two connect by tongue in flesh. You try not to be so rough when you grab onto her hips, but you can't help it. Your hands paw at her skin with your fingers digging into the skin. As much as you tried to be sweet and gentle, Tyla liked feeling the slight discomfort paired with total pleasure. She moaned louder with more pressure you applied to her hips and pussy. She was getting sloppier from her own juices mixing with your saliva.You can't stop yourself from moaning and humming into her pussy just from her sweet taste. The way her clit pulses against your tongue drives you crazy. You're forced to press your thighs together to get some relief for yourself. 

When you pull away for a brief second, just to look at the feast before you, a web of spit continues to connect you two. Tyla can't even complain because she thinks you look so hot with your face all messy with her.

"You taste so good, baby. I want you to cum for me," you coo.

There is a look of determination in your eyes as you go back in between Tyla's thighs. You give her one long lick, from the bottom of her pussy all the way up to her clit. Your tongue had been so dangerous close to her asshole that Tyla tensed up feeling you nearly poke and prod at her. She was holding her breath for so long that she didn't even realize it until she let out a heavy exhale when your lips wrap around her clit. You give it all the attention just so you could see her cum. Hearing her angelic moans was music to your ears. As her grip gets tighter on your hair, you suck and lick harder, faster. 

"Oh fuck!"

Tyla throws her head back again and cries loudly. The flow of arousal against your tongues gives her orgasm away. You still continue to suck hungrily at her despite her beginning to grow sensitive. Tyla has to push your head away to give herself a break.

"Holy shit," she sighs heavily.

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easy would not be what you would call your job.

ok, your job was just to protect a person. but it was difficult to protect this specific person, when in your eyes, she was the most attractive girl in the world.

it wasn't that different for tyla either, she liked her bodyguard a lot, maybe an obsession. but, she avoids this feeling, because she thinks that you are dating someone.

the reason? on the last days you've been smiling at your phone, even during work hours. this makes her paranoid, to the point where she wants to pull her own hair with her hands.

one day, you two were in tyla's dressing room, she was going to record a truth or dare video for a magazine.

"are you listening to me?" she asked, sitting down beside you.

"oh yes, sorry." you said, turning off your phone. "what were you even saying?"

she sighed, annoyed. "nothing. forget it. you're probably too busy on your phone." she let out a scoff and at the same moment, a staff knocked on the door. "tyla, let's start recording." he said and she nodded, standing up and giving you an angry look, and you just followed her.

the recording started, and as always you couldn't take your eyes off tyla. you were close to the staffs, watching her with a smile, blushing. tyla wore a beautiful outfit, which highlighted her waist and shoulders.

"truth or dare?" the interviewer asked, making her smirk. "truth."

"is it true that at the moment, you are interested in someone?" he asks.

"well, i do have an interest in someone. but unfortunately," tyla looked at you discreetly, annoyed. "this someone doesn't pay attention to me and just focuses on their phone."

you widened your eyes and choked on your own saliva, making everyone look at you in silence, frowning.

"i-i'm okay." you said loosening your tie. tyla smirked, trying to contain a laugh.

after the interview, you went into the dressing room to get some air. all the looks exchanged between you and tyla during the day was killing you inside.

"nervous?" tyla said entering the dressing room, behind you.

you sighed and smirked, looking at yourself in the mirror. "maybe."

"i was expecting that reaction." she said approaching the large dressing room mirror and looking at herself. "don't you wanna tell me something?"

"i want to, but i want to tease you much more because of your jealous crisis." you chuckled, leaning against the wall and crossing your arms.

tyla stared at you, salivating. your flexing muscles made her dizzy. "just answer me!" she said rolling her eyes.

you laughed at her lack of patience. "i like you too, a lot." you said, and her eyes widened.

"are you serious? so-" she turned to you. "so why don't you pay attention to me?!"

"who said i don't pay attention to you?" you replied, approaching her slowly. "just because i pay attention to other things,ndoesn't mean i don't notice you."

"so.." she looked into your eyes. "why are you just focusing on your phone on those days?"

"well, maybe i was on my phone watching some edits of you.." you laughed, removing her hair from her face.

tyla opened her mouth, suprised. but then she understood everything and laughed along. "you're obsessed with me, aren’t you?"

"yes, and? there's no point in denying it anymore." you place your hands on her waist. "should i?"

"you should." tyla smiled and you kissed her slowly.

the kiss was slow, but intense and full of passion. while you caressed her waist, she hugged your neck tightly so you wouldn't run away.

"tyla? are you there?" a staff knocked on the door, making you two flinch and widen your eyes, separating.

"yes, i am!" she said cleaning her throat.

he entered at the room. "you forgot your bag on the table." he handed over the bag and narrowed his eyes at the two of you.

"thanks!" tyla smiled nervous.

the man left the room and you let out a relieved sigh, gladly he didn't noticed anything.