**Warning Explicit Scene*** If you don't like it kindly skip**
Damian’s eyes burned with an intense, almost primal hunger as he took in the sight of Racheal's drenched form.
The rain had transformed her dress into a sheer, clinging veil that accentuated every curve of her body. His hands, usually so gentle, now moved with a raw, urgent need, betraying the depth of his desire.
“God, Racheal,” he rasped, his voice thick with unrestrained lust. “You look absolutely f*****g perfect. I can’t hold back anymore.”
He gripped the hem of her dress, pulling it higher until it was bunched around her waist, his eyes devouring the sight of her naked flesh.
The dress, now drenched and transparent, revealed every contour of her body. Damian’s control slipped as he marveled at the way her hardened n*
