He gripped her hips, helping her step out of the dress and pressed her forwards against the glass. It was taking all his self control not to force her to her knees and  punish her for her smart mouth. Instead he pressed her bare chest against the glass and let his thumbs dip under the elastic of her black lace thong. Her breath hitched and he groaned, bending down as he pulled the tiny strip of material down her legs, his hand gripping, first her left ankle, then her right to remove them completely - he left her heels alone. He pressed his face against her calf and placed a single kiss to the inside of her knee.