Cece Delaroux 0

Tall. Athletic. Blue-eyed natural redhead with a love for travel, connection, and good energy. They say red hair is a warning label, but in my case it’s really just an invitation to a little mischief especially in the bedroom.

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Hi, I’m Cece — born in Europe, now proud Australia citizen, and completely in love with the adventure that comes with discovering new places and new people. Because travelling is one of my biggest joys, you might spot me touring different cities from time to time, so keep an eye out, I just might visit your city next.

I’m adventurous, playful, and I’ve been told I’m refreshingly down-to-earth. I’m affectionate by nature and have that warm, girl-next-door energy that makes time together feel easy and genuine.

I also have a double degree in the sciences, and between studying, travelling, and collecting stories along the way, I’ve become an engaging conversationalist, the kind who’s genuinely curious and loves talking with people from all walks of life. If you value an easy-going atmosphere and a touch of playful charm, we’ll get along beautifully.

I’m also someone who takes privacy very seriously. Discretion is part of my nature. I’m warm and chatty in person, but when it comes to your personal details, I’m a vault. Whether you’re someone who values a low profile or simply appreciates a respectful approach, you can relax knowing your privacy is always treated with care.

If you’re still reading, I’ll let you in on a little travel story...

I was standing at the edge of the rooftop, my back turned to the room, the city spread out beneath me. The wind played with my hair. The sunset turned it into playful fire. Drink in hand. Slow sip. No rush. I felt eyes on me before I saw you. Men always think they’re so subtle
You didn’t come up behind me. Smart.
You sent a drink first.
A glass of Ruinart Champagne.
My favourite.

I turned just enough to look at you over the rim of the glass. You lifted yours in a silent Cheers. I slowly walked over, making sure your eyes had enough time to wander over my long legs, barely covered by my black mini dress.

I took a seat next to you and said, “Good choice,” lifting my glass. You smiled and asked if we should share a bottle. Of course, I couldn’t refuse an offer like that. We started talking, champagne flowing slowly. We were both traveling, no sense of time.
After a while, I noticed you shifting a bit uncomfortably. Wondering what was happening, I let my eyes wander down and saw the not-so-subtle bulge in your pants. I leaned in closer, champagne still on my lips, and brushed them against yours. Letting my hand wander over your leg, I asked, “Should we take the rest of this bottle to your room?”

Without hesitation, you stood up, grabbed the bottle in one hand, and with the other took my hand and pulled me behind you.
The elevator ride down was a hot one, but long at the same time. How far could your room be? Dripping wet while waiting for you to open the door. Why are hotel cards always so flimsy? Once inside, your shoes, belt, and pants came off quickly. I pushed you onto the bed and climbed on top, my dress riding up, revealing nothing underneath. I guess I made a good choice not wearing panties today...

So, if you’ve ever had a crush on a redhead and wondered what she’d really be like… now you’re close enough to find out.