Chapter 33: YOU'RE SO WET

The question hung in the air, unanswered, as the weight of the moment settled over them both like a suffocating blanket. The tension between them was palpable, every breath shared, every second longer than the last. Irwin’s heart raced as her eyes met Dorian’s darkened gaze, filled with a hunger she couldn’t escape.

As Dorian stepped forward quietly, the servants hurried out of the room, sensing the change in the air. Their footsteps faded, leaving only the sound of Irwin’s shallow breathing and Dorian’s steady, deliberate movements. His eyes never left her as the silence thickened, and Irwin could feel the heat rising in her chest, spreading like wildfire

Dorian’s gaze lingered on her body, as though he were memorizing every inch of her. Her skin, soft as silk, gleamed in the low light, tempting him with its warmth. The sight alone was enough to make his heart pound, his breath hitching in his throat

Irwin’s knees weakened under the weight of his stare, her body betraying her with