Chapter 59

• ~Dante’s POV~
• By the time Lola and I had done half the project, I couldn’t take it anymore. I was hard as fuck, and I needed a release. Lola was just standing there doing her thing, and I felt like I was slowly crumbling on the inside. Veins were already popping out on my face. I needed her. Fuck, I wanted to bury my face between her round, sinful butts. Hell, this is getting out of hand, and the wood in between my legs is begging for attention. Whether it was voluntary or not, Lola was driving me crazy, and I couldn’t give in. I just can’t give in. She was driving me absolutely insane with those tantalizing curves, swinging for me in every way that was physically possible. Her delicate skin was so revealed to me, and her rosy, delectable lips were so close...
• Fuck, I want her lips wrapped around my cock.