Chapter 32

Dante.

Staring at Layla's expression in the mirror while she ardently sucked on my fingers, saliva dribbling down her lips excited me more than it should have. My dick kept rubbing against her ass and her soft moans drove me into a frenzy. I wanted to have her hard and fast but I needed to drive in her mad with desire first.

I pulled my fingers out from her mouth, squeezing her breasts and tweaking her nipples underneath my thumb. She jerked her hips, a gasp escaping her lips as I pinched it once more. She had such perfect breasts, bouncy and very firm too. I couldn't stop groping and caressing them, enjoying the way she sounded in my ears.

I kept grinding my cock onto her backside and she followed my movements, pushing her ass against me. "Oh, Dante... Please. Fuck me, please." She cried, reaching out to rub her clit but I immediately slapped her hands away, my gaze growing fierce.

"Like I said, you don't make the orders here. Now, get on your knees." I commanded and she immediately c