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not, they were done.  Macy bent down and unhooked the heels.  Then in a daring move, she stood up, somehow not falling and stepped from them.  She lost a couple inches in height, but the heels were left on the floor.  The gesture was inviting, implying that Macy intended to stay... for a little while.
    She walked towards Derreck, doing her best not to show the signs of her body’s aching needs.  She paused leaving an inch separating herself and Derreck.
    “Right here,” she whispered.
    “Of course,” Derreck said.
    He moved as fast as Macy did, one of his hands touching the back of her neck, pulling her towards his mouth.  Their lips met and Macy moaned.  She moaned into Derreck’s mouth, then she tried to close her mouth but Derreck wouldn’t allow it.  His tongue came forward, making Macy’s knees bend.  His other hand hurried to her lower back, keeping her steady and close.  Macy tried to resist Derreck, but it was a losing battle from the second Derreck set his eyes upon her. 
    Fuck.
    Macy felt her body touch Derreck’s.  Her legs opened with an instinctive need, allowing Derreck to offer himself to her.  When she felt Derreck’s hardness, she moaned again, this time louder.  Her hands went to work, finding the loopholes of his pants, pulling at him.  She thrust her body at Derreck, trying to move on him.  Derreck held her tight, ensuring her entire body could feel everything he had to offer.  Her mind could only race, wanting to see Derreck.  And feel him.
    As Derreck broke the kiss, the tip of his tongue licked Macy’s lips and then he licked his.  His hand remained at the back of her neck while the other hand at her lower back. 
    “Turn around, Macy,” Derreck said.  “Look out the window to the city.”
    Macy would have rather stayed facing Derreck, enjoying the stiffness of his erection, but she was lost against his words.  She turned around.  Derreck was then up against her, guiding her towards the couch.  He took her hands and placed them on the top of the couch.
    Macy sighed.
    He then moved his hands to her hips and squeezed, just once, before pulling, forcing Macy to thrust her backside towards him.
    “That’s it,” he whispered.  “That’s what I want.  Right now.”
    Macy stared out the window, almost gasping for air.  She wasn’t worried about anyone seeing her, that was impossible.  They were too far up in the air and too far in the center of the room to be seen.
    She gasped for air out of fear.  What if Derreck took her dress off?  What if he... really saw her?  Not just her naked, curvy body, but what about the scars?
    Derreck’s fingers flirted with the bottom of Macy’s dress.  She felt him reaching into her dress, gripping her dress, his knuckles grazing the back of her legs.  At this angle, there wasn’t anything to really worry about.  Macy could handle this.  She looked over her shoulder and moaned, watching as Derreck’s eyes were glued upon her backside.  As his hands lifted her skirt, Macy had to close her legs to allow it.  When she did, she could feel just how turned on her body had become.  There was an intense feeling between her legs, her panties wet, and her tender sex already throbbing.
    She refused to think about the last time a man touched her.
    When her skirt came up to her lower back, leaving a pair of black laced panties visible for Derreck’s enjoyment, she couldn’t think about anything else other than Derreck touching her.  Having her.  And fucking her.
    “Oh, Macy,” Derreck said as his fingers began to flirt with the line of her panties.  One by one, his fingers slipped under the panties, pulling at them. 
    As he pulled on Macy’s panties, the pressure increased in the front.  She was so engaged by then that when she felt the soft cloth pulling at her sensitive clitoris, waves of pleasure soared up and down her body.
    “Yes,” she whispered.
    Her legs tightened and she thrust back at Derreck, out of need for