Tyler’s P.O.V
I pulled away from her, Becca looking at me confused. I extended my hand to her,
“We are not doing this in my kitchen,” I said.
She smiled and nodded, taking my hand. I led us through to my bedroom. When we reached my bedroom, I turned to face her, grasping her hip and pulling her body into mine, covering her lips with mine. She whimpered loudly, kissing me back.
“Becca are you sure you wanna do this?” I asked as I pulled away from her lips.
“Yes,” She simply said reaching for the bottom of my tee, pulling it over my head, tossing it away, her hand running down my chest “Mmm sexy.” She added in a purr.
I closed my eyes over, groaning with her soft fingers against my skin once again. She giggled, making me open my eyes to look at her, my brow raised.
“You missed
