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home. But Missy seemed more… fascinated with him. Sure, she was turned on: he could see if in the way her skin flushed, her breath stuttered, her eyes darkened. She wanted him, yes, but she also wanted to know him. Touch him. His hand rested on her lower back, and his eyes drifted closed when she leaned down and kissed his chest, planting small pecks from the base of his pecks up to his Adam's apple.
     
    There was no holding back anymore. With his dick straining to get out of his jeans, Red just went for it. He yanked his hoodie off, then quickly discarded the t-shirt beneath. Of her own volition, Missy removed her bright red bra, tossing it aside with an unreadable expression on her face. He hesitated then, only for a few seconds, before reaching out to cup her breast. Smooth and bright white, it was just enough to fill his palm, and her pale pink nipple begged to be played with. The little bud hardened beneath his palm, and he watched as she grabbed his other hand and placed it on her other breast.
     
    Then ground against him.
     
    He squeezed those perfect mounds, the friction between her hips and his dick just too much to take. She did it again, and again, and again, riding him at her own leisurely pace. Her name tumbled from his lips, a hushed prayer, and much to his surprise, she climbed off and slipped out of her shorts and underwear. Totally naked, she was a fucking goddess not worthy of his touch, but he planned to worship her anyway.
     
    Perched on the edge of the couch, Red tugged her to him and sat up so that his mouth could cover her breast. She leaned in, moaning, her legs spread as his hands wandered her smooth thighs. While she was slim, seeing her without a scrap of fabric showed him that she wasn't thin. Her height spread the majority of her weight, but she was more solid than he thought, a little sturdier. Not thick, but certainly not a waif. A true dancer, like he'd always thought.
     
    He almost came on the spot when he found her drenched for him, her folds slick with arousal. As desperate as he was to slide off the couch and bury his face in what he assumed would be a delicious pussy, Red still wanted to take things slower. So he settled for the touch of his fingers tonight, easing them in and out of her, slowly, carefully, until she started to relax around him. Standing before him now, it was easier to see the way she shook, and he knew it wasn't all from the heat of the moment. She was probably scared too, worried about the outcome if they took things too far.
     
    Red planned to take them as far as she wanted. As soon as she indicated discomfort, he'd back off, whether it was by her verbal protest or merely a pained look. He wouldn't blame her. He wouldn't consider her a tease. The woman in front of him was perfection, and she could allow him assess to her body whenever—if ever—she deemed him fit.
     
    Her knees buckled a little as he fingered her, her hands falling to his broad shoulders as soon as he found that sensitive little spot inside her pussy. Fingers crooked, he rubbed it mercilessly as he lavished her taut stomach with kisses, his spare hand palming her swollen clit. Before he sunk his cock deep in her tight entrance, Red wanted to watch her come undone. From past experience, he knew no two women were the same. What worked on one might not work on another, but he was going to put in a hell of an effort to make sure Missy was pampered. Cherished.
     
    Her fingertips dug in to his skin, and the more he pushed her, the more she leaned on him. He watched carefully, waiting for signs that she was on the verge. A thin layer of perspiration had broken out across both of their bodies. His knees were a little sore from kneeling, but he wasn't about to show it. Instead, he put everything he had into her: her wants, her desires, her pleasure. Her face tinged with an adorable pinkness, one that traveled down her neck and chest. Her breathing shortened, coming out in sharp, swift puffs, and