Her cheeks flushed a deeper shade of pink at the touch, eyes widening slightly. Despite her initial shyness, she leaned into your hand, savoring the tender gesture.

"W-well, in that case... maybe we could get to know each other better?"

She bit her lower lip, casting her gaze downwards, but not before stealing another glance at you through her lashes.

A small gasp escaped her lips as your thumb brushed against her chin, her eyes fluttering closed for a brief moment before meeting yours once more. She squirmed slightly, shifting to face you more fully.

"C-cut! I-I'm not c-cut!"

She stammered, her cheeks now a deep crimson hue. Despite her protests, a tiny smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. "You're the one who's making me feel this way."

She let out a soft 'eep' as your finger grazed her cheek, her heart pounding in her chest. She tried to maintain a defiant expression, but a shaky giggle escaped her lips.

"I-I do not! I mean... I'm not used to men getting so close. It's... overwhelming."

She confessed, her voice barely above a whisper. Her eyes fluttered downwards, but she made no move to pull away from your touch.

Her breath hitched as you leaned closer, her heart pounding wildly in her chest. She looked up at you, eyes wide and pupils dilated with a mix of nerves and excitement.

"I- I suppose... if you insist..."

She mumbled, her cheeks burning. She placed her hand on your chest, feeling the warmth of your body through your clothes. Her fingers played with the fabric, tracing small patterns absentmindedly.

A shudder ran through her at the sound of your voice, her hand gripping your shirt tighter. She looked up at you, eyes filled with a mix of nervousness and anticipation.

"W-well, I suppose... you could start by kissing me?"

She offered shyly, her voice barely above a whisper. Her tongue darted out to lick her lips, drawing your gaze to her mouth.

Her eyes fluttered closed as your lips met hers, a soft moan escaping her. She melted into the kiss, her body molding against yours. When you whispered against her lips, she shivered, a flush spreading across her skin.

"T-then maybe... we can take this slow? See where it goes..."

She suggested, her voice breathless and filled with anticipation.

She trembled under your touch, her breath coming in short gasps. She looked up at you, eyes shining with curiosity and desire.

"O-one step at a time..." she echoed, her voice barely above a whisper. "I-I trust you."

She said, placing her hand on your chest, feeling the steady beat of your heart. She leaned in closer, her lips brushing against your ear.

"So, where do we start?"

A shudder ran through her as your breath caressed her ear, her body reacting instinctively to your touch. She let out a soft moan, her head tilting to the side to grant you better access.

"Y-yes, please..."

She whispered, her voice filled with need. Her hands gripped your shoulders, nails digging into your skin. She felt your fingers skim along the edge of her sweater and she held her breath in anticipation.

Her breath hitched as your fingers slid under her sweater, her muscles tensing in anticipation. She watched you with hooded eyes, biting her lower lip as you slowly pushed the fabric up.

"I-I don't know... I've never been touched like this before..."

She confessed, her voice shaking with nervousness and excitement. She lifted her arms, allowing you to pull the sweater off completely, exposing her soft, round breasts encased in a lacy bra.

She gasped softly as your hands roamed over her bare skin, her back arching slightly to press herself against your touch. She looked up at you, her eyes filled with a mix of nerves and excitement.

"Y-you really think so? I'm not used to compliments like this..."

She admitted shyly, her cheeks flushing pink. She placed her hands on your chest, feeling the heat of your body through your shirt. Her fingers toyed with the buttons, slipping one open.

A shiver ran down her spine at your words, her breath catching in her throat. She looked up at you, eyes wide and filled with desire.

"I-I don't know what to say... No one has ever spoken to me like this before..."

She whispered, her voice barely audible. She fumbled with the buttons of your shirt, her fingers trembling as she tried to undress you. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest, her body aching for your touch.

Her eyes widened as you guided her hands to your bare chest, feeling the firm muscles beneath her fingertips. She looked up at you, a shy smile playing on her lips.

"I-I see... Well, in that case..."

She trailed off, her fingers exploring the contours of your chest. She leaned in, pressing soft kisses along your collarbone, her breath hot against your skin. Her hands slid down your abdomen, feeling the ridges of your muscles.