(Sandy's Perspective)
In the dimmest recesses of my mind, I know that what's happening has drawn the attention of everyone in the room and probably brought a few out from the kitchen too. But I couldn't care less. Whatever Dorian has done—whatever he's doing—it's a high voltage shock to my system and it sends my senses and emotions into overdrive.
I have no idea what I'm supposed to be doing, but what I am doing is tumbling headfirst into a roiling sea of uncontrolled desire, of unadulterated lust, of this man's heat, exactly like I did three years ago with his brother. Offering no further resistance, I follow as he leads, deeper and deeper into the clutches of a wild ocean. Hold me. Please me. Love me.
