Ruby reasserts herself (or at least tries to)

Ruby's eyes dart from my cock up to my face as a hungry, rather wolfish grin spreads across her face. "I knew it," she says as she starts stroking my shaft. "I knew you couldn't resist my charm..."

I moan in pleasure as her little, dexterous fingers work their magic on me. "Ruby!" I manage to gasp before she silences me with a kiss of her own.

Her hands let go of my aching member and start wandering up my abdomen and to my chest. Then, she breaks the kiss and pushes me on to my back.

"I've wanted this for soooo long," Ruby says as she positions her petite little body on top of me.

"I know..." I say as I think back to all of the times the pint-sized pervert tried to peep on me back in college. "You never took 'no' for an answer. You still don't. You practically blackmailed into doing today's shoot," I say, the anger slipping back into my tone as I dwell on the past.

Ruby winces at my words and blushes in shame. "I..." She looks away, her voice starting to crack. "I'm sorry. I got carried away."

Her voice is quiet now, and, while I can't see her face to be completely sure, I'm pretty sure she's wiping a tear or two away.

"It's just... You were so hot back then. Hell you're even hotter now!" Ruby says, which makes my face burn with embarrassment. "I..." She bites her lip nervously as she presses her obviously wet pussy against my abdomen and gently caresses my bare chest. "Let me make it up to you. Please?"

My heart pounds in my chest as I look up at the nude, naughty photographer.