As he decided, he was here to make love, not to chat.

Instead, he focused his fingers on the bodice of her skirt, tugging.

Its zipper ripped with seemingly little effort from him and he let the skirt fall, it pooling around her legs.

Sketchy clothes. Easy access... Just do it, Michel. What are you waiting for?

Kaylin jumped with each touch of his hand and bit her lower lip, as he traced his fingers up her back, playing with the black button that held it in place, ...