Having laid Adele down on the bed, Mark reached out to unfasten her dress.
"My— my dress, let me take it off myself! That would be better."
Adele quickly slipped out of his grasp and got up from the bed.
Reaching behind her back, she undid the hooks of her dress and carefully eased down the fabric hanging half off her shoulders. The heavy folds of the dress slid down and pooled at her feet with a soft rustle.
In an instant she was left standing in nothing but a sheer chemise, and Adele, embarrassed, wrapped her arms around her chest. But even the pale skin showing through her fingers was enough to make for a strangely alluring, sensual sight.
Mark, who had been staring at her for a moment as if caught off guard, smiled mischievously.
"I was hoping you'd take that off too."
Adele sank back onto…
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