Looking her straight in the eye, he slips the upper piece of the dress off her body, letting her braless breasts to bounce out in front of him like ripe sweet persimmons begging him to take a bite.
"You are— exquisite," he mutters, and she bit her lower lip shyly. Shrinking and blinking with embarrassment because of how he looked at her. He kept his eyes glued to her breasts, watching how her chest heaved up and down as she breathed, and it took a lot for him to hold and contain himself.
He wished to just ravage her, and pour out his desire with full force, but he had promised her to be tender, so he was going to keep that promise.
He reaches for the other zipper at her hip side, with eyes back on her face, an assuring and confident smile on his face as he slipped the bottom piece down her long legs.
