Chapter 12: The Treachery of a Submissive Touch

*Layla*

As he released me, Dante guided my hands to his pants, where I felt the hardness that had been growing beneath his clothes.

"Show me how much you want me, baby girl," he growled, his eyes filled with desire.

I reached out tentatively at first, my fingers brushing against the bulge in his pants. I could feel his erection twitch as I traced the contours of his arousal.

"That's it, baby girl. Touch me. Make me yours."

With newfound bravery, I undid his pants and pulled them down, revealing the hardness that had been calling. 

I took him into my mouth with eager anticipation, feeling the smoothness of his skin against my lips. I moved my tongue in slow circles, savoring his taste and teasing him until he was throbbing and pulsing with desire. 

As his arousal grew, he gripped my hair tightly and pulled his hardness from my mouth to kiss me deeply. His tongue plunged over mine and swept every corner of my mouth.