That makes her laugh, not quite out loud but more a breathy chuckle.
"Whatever you want."
She reaches back to the zip of her dress, slowly dragging it down and slipping it from her shoulders. Beneath the dress, she wears pretty lingere, ivory and black lace, a little bit padded,but definitely pretty against her pale skin. There's no delicate way of removing the dress completely though, as she's still on her knees, and inwardly, she curses. He is so not finding this sexy. She puts her hands on the bed, and effectively wiggles her way from the dress. The whole time, her eyes are on his face, trying to read his expression. Does he approve?