Fortunately, Ashley did get the hint. He caressed her leg, so gently at first it almost tickled, then became rougher, more confident as his fingers slipped beneath the hem of her borrowed dress. The thought borrowed gave her pause, and she pulled away from Nico’s lips with a gasp. “Sorry, but I should take off this dress. It’s not mine, and I don’t want to, er, get any marks on it.”
Nico released her with a smirk. “Well, I’m hardly going to stop you, am I?”
Ashley chuckled. “And I’m certainly not. It looks great, but I’m sure it’ll look even better when it’s off.”
“All right, all right,” she mock-complained, scooting down the mattress. “I get it, you want me to take the dress off. Why don’t you take the opportunity to lose some of your clothes, huh? Seems only fair.”
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