Chapter 20
Layla’s POV
I scrambled onto my hands and knees on the soft, plush mattress, my heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird.
My entire body shook from the sheer, terrifying intensity of my own lust.
Dropping my head onto a silk pillow, I arched my back completely, pushing my heavy, wide ass high up into the air.
My thick thighs spread wide on pure instinct, opening me up completely to the man looming behind me.
I knew this position left me entirely exposed.
Every plush, voluptuous, and full curve of my plus-size body was laid completely bare for him to analyze and possess.
A year ago, the thought of someone staring at my thick waist and heavy hips from this angle would have had me hiding beneath the covers in deep shame.
But right now? Any lingering ounce
