He so wanted to snap off that thin strap around her neck.
The entire dress would fall off, revealing all the glory underneath.
fitting
Austyn kept a straight face when he talked to the guests, but his mind was filled with all kinds of stuff he wanted to do to Kira.
He had ten different ideas on how to peel that dress off her, and ten more on what positions to use once he got her naked.
E
The red silk dress was spectacular, but Austyn believed Kira looked her best in her birthday
suit.
His kiss was impatient, demanding, ravenous.
Kira started to feel light–headed.
Austyn caressed the smooth skin of her back and his hand slowly inched downward.
Kira gave a muffled squeal when his hand slipped under the dress and grabbed her butt.
Her eyes snapped open.
She shoved at his chest. ‘No, we can’t…‘
She was out of breath.
Austyn withdrew his hand.
He ended the lip–lock with great reluctance.
He pressed his forehead against hers, panting. ‘Are you wearing a thong?”
His hand had made contact with bare skin.
‘Shut up!‘ Kira blushed furiously.
Back at the studio, the stylist had shaken her head and tsk–tsked at Kira’s cotton panties.
‘You can’t wear that under this dress, honey,‘ she said. ‘It just won’t do.”
Then she left the changing room and came back with what appeared to be nothing more than a string.
Thong
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