"You in that dress is dangerous, in all the best ways."

Skellig exhales heavily and uses his hands to slide down her sides, over her ribs and belly, her waist, and her hips. "I don't know how I will be able to resist it. Just the thought of you wearing it brings my cock to life," he admits - though without any shame in his voice. "And then if I am kept from touching you...the temptation will drive me wild."

(Even thinking about it now, he can feel heat in his groin, blood rushing through his body ever so slightly.)