Chapter 129

Layla.

Blindfolded, I imagined his erection there in front of me. I could almost feel the heat of it and desperately wanted to see it. Would it be bigger than Dante's own? My mouth dried and my pussy filled with liquid heat at the thought. Just when I thought I had enough, life always offered me more.

The bed depressed as he got on it, on his knees this time? I couldn't be sure. He grabbed my hair, twisted it round his fingers and held it tight, pulling my face toward him. Bound as I was, my head remained resting against the bed, but the feel of his hands in my air, controlling my movements spiked my desire.

"I am going to put my cock in your mouth," he said in a firm, masterful voice. I shivered, unable to stay still but doing my best.

"Yes, Master." I was so desperate I would take it however I could get it. I licked my lips and opened my mouth for him. A deep, primal growl emanated from him and my pussy clenched at the sound.

"Fuck, that's hot," he said, giving my hair a little tug