KURT'S POV:-   I pulled away after a minute then cupped her face with both of my hands. I was staring into her eyes while caressing her soft cheeks with the pads of my thumbs. "The moment I heard that you did not come back home, I knew where I could find you. You have no idea how worried I really was when I heard about you. Why did you leave when I asked you to stay home, Leyla?" I asked her in a low tone. I tried to keep my tone as gentle as it could be. Yes, I was angry at her. But that never meant that I would start yelling at her like a douchebag.  Hearing my words, a cute but guilty pout appeared on her face. Something so cute that I could not help the chuckle that broke free from my lips. She set both of her palms on my chest. "I had to leave. I had to find out what was going on. I am given these powers for a reason. And I just came to know that there are more things I

 LEYLA'S POV:-  I was sitting on the ground, hugging my knees. I could not help myself but cry. I was scared. Scared of losing someone who I held dear. I was standing on a thin bridge. One one side, there was lava waiting for me. And on the other side, daggers of loneliness. Ever since Kurt stepped into my life, I had forgotten how it was to be alone. Never in my life I had gotten anyone who would care about me. I was stunning, I was sexy and I was hot. Every man wanted to have a piece of me. But no one was courageous enough to have a relationship with someone like me.  Kurt was the only man who actually understood me. And he cared about me. On one hand, I was afraid that if I didn't tell him everything, he was going to leave me. And on the other hand, I was afraid that if I told him everything about me, he was going to leave me because my truth was not that easy to digest. The only man who trusted me s

  LEYLA'S POV:-  "When that happened, I told dad everything. By then I knew everything about my ability to move through this realm to the ghost realm. Dad believed me when I told him about my abilities. But when I told him about Lucifer, he yelled at me. He told me never to say anything about these nightmares. He literally made me believe that it was just a nightmare and it never happened." I continued with a shaky voice. I pulled my head out to look at his face. I wanted to see what he was thinking about me. Yes, I was okay with the fact that he could leave me. But I was hoping he would not.  "For years, I tried to deny the fact that I ever saw Lucifer. That he was the one who saved my life. To be honest, I have no idea why he was there. What he was doing there. At some point, I realised that I was just lying to myself by not expecting that fact. I didn't tell dad anything after that. But

  LEYLA'S POV:-  For a minute, he was hesitant. His eyes were staring into my eyes. His face had mixed expressions. I was unable to read his emotional state. Unlike every single time, he was not really an open book at that moment. Maybe he was trying to figure out if I was joking or something. But I was not. I was dead serious. I knew it had not been long since we started dating. And we have not even gone for our second date. I knew that he had been trying hard not to jump on me. But tonight, I knew he had woken me up for something kinky. And I was ready for us to get intimate.  I let go of his hands. He did not move them away from my breasts. He did not even try to make his move on my chest. But waiting was never my type. I was born impatient. I decided to escalate things for him. I learned over and started leaving wet kisses all over his chiselled jawline. He closed his eyes and took a de

TMG39    KURT'S POV:-  Leyla shivered a little and a cutest little sound as I pushed my middle finger inside her tight little butthole. It felt so amazing to feel her soft skin on my rough skin. With every single thrust inside her pussy, she was getting more excited. She was moaning my name as if it was a prayer. She was chanting it in a pleasured tone. So hot and so lustful that it was driving me closer to the edge of my ecstasy. How many times she had cum, I practically lost the count. It was not my fault. She was so sexy. How could I just keep counting when she was moaning my name in pleasure.  "Oh, yeah, baby. You are driving me crazy. Make those little sounds. Make me cum hard. Come on. Moan my name." I whispered in her ear. My voice came out as hoarse. Hearing my pleas, she obliged happily. She was moaning my name like a piece of chocolate rolling on