She could feel her heart thumping and was sure that people would see its movement beneath her dress.

She reached down and activated the cloaker beneath her blue dress.

For me, it was feeling the soft bare skin of her waist just beneath her dress.

The package concealed beneath her dress seemed to be burning a hole in her skin.

Beneath her dress, Spencer's hand moved slowly, working in and out of her.

The body was twentieth century-all bones beneath her black dress.

No woman wore anything beneath her dress, whatever she wore over it.

She was a woman, her body curved and full beneath her white dress.

The great ruby was on a ribbon, always worn beneath her dress.