Chapter 133

• Chapter 133: On the Edge of Control
• He chuckles against her lips, low and rough, the sound vibrating through both of their chests like an untamed rhythm. The extreme, almost unbearable urge continues to course through them, electric and consuming. He doesn’t release her for even a second—if anything, he pulls her tighter against him, their bodies pressed flush, heat against heat. Her gown hikes higher with every subtle movement, the fabric gliding upward, revealing the smooth expanse of her thighs in scandalous increments. He notices, but he doesn't care—not even close. If anything, the sight only intensifies the desire ripping through his entire system like wildfire.
• A rush of breath escapes him as he shakes his head, trying to ground himself, to gain even a sliver of control. But nothing—absolutely nothing—is letting up. The moment has its claws deep in both of them, and it's not loosening.