~ CASIMIR ~
I reached for her skirts and she pulled her head back out of the kiss, so I started on her neck again, but she was gasping.
"Don't wrinkle the dress- please, Cazz."
With a guttural growl, I picked her up, dress and all and started carrying her out of the closet towards the bed. Her hands clawed at my hair and she sucked on my neck as I carried her over to the bed, then dropped her ass onto the edge of it.
She gave a little squeak of dissatisfaction, but her eyes gleamed as I descended on her, taking her mouth with mine, and her hips in my hands.
When I felt the jolt of her need in the bond, I chuckled breathlessly, then grasped her hips and flipped her over, dropping quickly to grab the hem of the voluminous skirts and lifting them high- almost howling when I found her completely bare underneath them.
"Cazz-"