"Well?" she teased, her voice brimming with a mischievous, proud energy.
She gave her hips a little, playful shimmy, her massive breasts bouncing with the motion. "Don't just sit there with your mouth open, Mikey~!"
"You asked for the view, and here it is." Ellie grinned. "It's a lot to take in, isn't it?"
"A real masterpiece of a woman, right here in front of you." She let out a light, melodic laugh, her eyes dancing with a mix of genuine pride and teasing bravado.
Mike just stands there with his stoic expression, knowing that she acts like she wants to be worshipped, which made him think if she needs a good beating or not.
'Look at him,' she thought, her inner voice brimming with a triumphant, sexy confidence. 'He looks like he's seen a goddamn miracle. And he has.'
'He's seeing the real me... the woman who isn't afraid to be loud, to be big, and to be completely, unapologetically herself.'
