Chapter 63

Layla.

"Good girl."

Those words reverberated through me so much, I felt my panties dampen. I sucked my lower lip, balling my hands into fists as I looked up at him expectantly, blood roaring in my ears. Dante smirked and moved even closer, reaching out to his caress my hair while I struggled to breath, desire turning me into a needy mess.

"Always so submissive. I can't explain to you how much I've missed that. How much I've missed you." He muttered and shivered at the intense look his eyes. His finger trailed down my face, towards my cheeks and across my lips. I hummed against it, slightly parting my mouth in invitation. He pushed his thumb into my and I began sucking and rolling my tongue around his thumb, feeling my body grow even hotter.

"You're so needy. You want your uncle's cock that much?" He growled, his voice growing husky and I nodded feverishly, not wanting to let go of his thumb in my mouth. From the corner of my eyes, I could see the bulge growing in his pants and it exci