Avery only had to tug on Corey’s shirt a couple of times before he got the message and broke the kiss to help him tug it off and toss it to the side. When their lips parted, she took it upon herself to lean away and tease him, grinning darkly when he tried to crash his lips against hers again.<br/><br/>Her hands worked on his pants expertly, exposing the bulge tenting from his boxers after loosening his jeans enough that they could tumble down his legs and pool at his ankles. She figured he could handle stepping out of them on his own.<br/><br/>She gasped when Corey gripped onto the hem of her sparkly dress, a coy smile on her lips as he tugged it upward. She wiggled her hips and helped him lift the dress up and over her head. He mentioned that fair was fair, then chuckled, which made Avery giggle as well.<br/><br/>She raised her arms and tossed her dress to the floor, exposing her lingerie, which was a black and shiny matching pair that seemed to accentuate her subtle curves all the more. Avery licked her lips before looking around Cory’s flat, wondering where he wanted to take her first.