Page 77 of Never Stop
There was once a time when I felt self-conscious about my body. For so long, I've used clothing as a shield and hid behind it as if it were my armor to protect me from the world. Not with him. Never with him. My body is far from perfect; It's curvier than I'd like. My tummy is softer than most women. I'm not always proud of it, but Ander worships every inch of me like it's the most incredible thing he's ever seen.
When my hands make their way down to my jeans, I make a show out of unbuttoning them, then slowly pulling them down to the floor before I kick them away.
Running my fingers across the top hem around the front of my thong, teasing him, I finally speak up.
"If you're so curious about how wet I am for you, get down on your knees and find out."
"Mmm," Ander groans as he bites down on his lip. His eyes go dark, and I can see the need for more pouring out of him.
"Now," I say firmly, but I can't help the slight smirk that plays across the corners of my mouth.
"Oh, yes, ma'am." There's no sense of play in his tone. He's all business; if I know him as well as I think I do, he's about to go feral.
I'm so fucking ready.
Bring it on, baby.
Not wasting a second, he bends to his knees and looks up at me with such heat in his eyes for me. My core clenches at the sight of him waiting hungrily for more.
Impatiently, Ander runs his hands up and down my legs, taking in every inch of me as he peppers kisses along my inner thighs. He is slowly working his way up toward my center.
"Is this what you want? You want to take control? You want my mouth on that greedy cunt?"
"Oh, fuck!" I moan out on an exhale as my head falls back.
Fuck control at this point. The man turns me into putty in his hands, and I want him to ravage me in all the best ways.
"Words! Use your damn words!" His voice is deep and husky, and that sexy roughness to it is on full display as he follows it with a firm smack to my ass that has me nearly coming apart already.
"Ander. . ." I say on a pant, needing and wanting so much more. "Touch me!"
He backs away with a mischievous glimmer in his eyes. One hand is trailing circles on my ass. The feel of his rough hands against my bare ass feels so good. His other hand makes its wayto my clit, rubbing it firmly over my panties before pulling them down and tossing them aside.
"Ahhh," I moan out, unable to contain it.
"You forgot something, baby. I run this fucking show."
Before I can process his words, he's up on his feet, snatching me by the waist and turning me to the ground until I'm safely placed on all fours in front of him.
"Oh my god!" I cry out breathlessly.
Ander chuckles darkly behind me. I can feel him closing in on me, and my body quivers with anticipation to feel his giant, strong cock inside me.
Impatiently, I brave a look over my shoulder to see him now completely naked behind me, stroking his lengthy erection as he looks over my body. My center clinches hard at the sight of him appreciating what he sees.
He smirks at me seductively, and I can feel the warmth pooling between my legs. I am so ready for him.
"Mmmm, so fucking perfect." His voice is raspier than usual, coming out as barely a whisper. He traces his cock along my wet center, moving it back and forth along my slit.
"Fuck me!" I demand breathlessly.
Ander responds with another firm smack to my ass that has me yelping.
"Ahhh"
"Ask nicely."
He aligns his tip with my entrance and moves it around in circular motions, taking extreme care not to enter me.
