Izzy lay there for a long moment, trying to catch her breath. Her body still trembled from what had just happened, every nerve humming, every thought tangled up in Dominic.
The room felt warm and quiet now, the air thick with that charged calm that always came right after him.
Dominic didn’t move at first. He simply looked at her… really looked… his chest still rising and falling, his expression softer than she had ever seen it.
There was something in his eyes… something unguarded, raw, and almost dangerous in a different way.
He reached out slowly, brushing a strand of hair from her cheek.
“You good?” he murmured, his voice deep and tired in a way that felt intimate.
Izzy nodded, though her body still felt weak. “Yeah… just.. ”
“Worn out?” he asked with a small smirk.
She rolled
