Seventy Six

Seconds trickled by, yet if anything, Anders seemed to have wrapped his arms around her stronger, a light smirk playing on his lips. She fit perfectly on his thighs, like one half of a puzzle that was only just discovered.

He could feel her perfectly molded butt on him, and the more she moved, the more she sent sparks all around. His body was painfully aware of her presence, but Anders wanted to take his time.

Veil's fair thighs were out in the open, and Anders couldn't stop staring. She had beautiful skin, and even though Anders had seen it before under the glow of the morning rays when she had been deep in the arms of slumber, it still had the same effect on him.

Anders got up suddenly, taking Veil with him. Taking a few steps around the table, he leaned forward, giving Veil no other option. Her hands darted out to steady her, planting themselves firmly on the huge glass table.

Her face was barely a hair away from his. He could feel her warm breath on his face, teasing his pores, s