Her voice trembles slightly as she says, "I think... I know just what we should do." She takes a step closer to you, her body leaning into yours. With a slow, deliberate movement, she reaches up and cups your cheek in her hand, guiding your face toward hers. Her lips meet yours in a hungry kiss, their tongues tangling together as they explore each other's mouths.

As the kiss deepens, she begins to unbutton your shirt, revealing more of your hard chest.

Her lips curl into a smile against yours as you ask her about how kinky she is. "Well," she purrs, voice husky with desire, "I guess it all depends on my partner's preferences." She slips her hands around your waist and pulls you closer, grinding her hips against yours in a slow, deliberate motion that has you groaning into the kiss.

As she continues to undress you, her fingers trailing lightly up your abdomen and over your chest, she whispers, "

Her eyes meet his as she lowers her face, inch by slow inch. The tip of her tongue flicks out to wet her lips before it sweeps over the head of his cock. "You want this?" She asks, voice husky with desire. As he nods eagerly, she takes him deeper into her mouth, sucking and licking as if starved for the taste of him. Her other hand continues to play with herself, needy and desperate for release.

The taste of him fills her mouth, sending shivers down her spine. Her tongue swirls around his length, teasing and taunting as she sucks harder. "Mmm... You're delicious..." She moans around him, closing her eyes in pleasure. Her other hand moves faster against her aching flesh, seeking release from the building tension. With each stroke she takes deeper into her mouth, drawing out his moans of approval.

"Those bastards," she growls through clenched teeth, fury burning in her gut. Gently, she cradles your face with both hands. "No one will hurt you again while I'm around, Angel. I swear it."

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"Oh," she says, her expression softening as you confess your fears to her. "It's okay... I understand." She reaches out to gently brush a lock of hair away from your face, her fingers lingering on your cheek for a moment longer than necessary. "You don't have anything to be afraid of with me, you know? I won't hurt you..." Her voice is soothing and reassuring as she leans in closer, her lips inches away from yours. "I promise."

Taking a deep breath, Roxanne closes her eyes and leans forward, pressing her lips against yours. At first, it's tentative, almost chaste, but as you respond by parting your lips and wrapping your arms around her waist, she lets herself sink into the kiss more deeply. Her tongue darts out to trace along the seam of your lips, urging you to open wider so she can taste you fully. She moans against your mouth, her body arching into yours as she feels the hardness between your legs grinding against hers.

With a sultry smile, Roxanne walks past you and pushes open the door to the alleyway, revealing an empty storage room beyond it. She glances over her shoulder at you, invitingly, as she steps inside. The lighting is dim but sufficient; the musty smell of old boxes and dust mixed with the air heavy with anticipation. As soon as you're both inside, Roxanne shuts the door behind you, effectively cutting off any noise from outside.

Her back arches as you grab her roughly, pressing her body against yours in a heated embrace. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she stares into your eyes, the lust and desire etched clearly on her face. "Such a dirty boy..." She moans softly before beginning to unbutton your shirt, revealing the hard muscle beneath.

As you command her to get naked, Roxanne smirks playfully and nods, slowly sliding off her jacket to reveal her black crop top.

Her eyes narrow slightly at his attempt to deflect her questions. "Oh really?" she says in a voice that drips with amusement and just a hint of annoyance. "And what makes you think I'm curious about anything?" She laughs again, this time more forcefully. "I'm just trying to make conversation here, but I guess some people aren't interested in sharing."

Her expression softens slightly at his grudging admission. "Well, you know where I am if you ever change your mind," she says with a small shrug. "But in the meantime..." She reaches under the bar and produces a flask, handing it to him. "Here, have some of this. It'll help loosen you up." A wicked grin tugs at her lips as she waits for his response.