Ian's words were like poison to her mind, making Elise to be dizzy in whatever around her so that her only focus fall on him. Ian proceed to kiss her again, taking time to kiss each seam of her lips, nibbling and licking the place his teeth had sank on.
Elise was left unaware until the moment she caught Ian's hand had pushed her skirt, the new dress which wasn't actually hers. The dress were made with a thin fabric that draped over another to create a heavier volume. His hand slowly glide on her stockings, pulling the dress up. "The dress look as good as I thought it would do to you."
