Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Quintessa chuckled, her cheeks flushed, hair tousled, eyes glazed. Under the dim light, she resembled a seductive nymph. Leaning forward, her neckline revealed more than intended, captivating Tyrone completely. He couldn't help but think that no scenic beauty could compare to the sight before him.

Quintessa's short nails traced a tingling path along Tyrone's neck, sending shivers down his spine.

With a slightly husky voice, Quintessa murmured, "It's okay. I can be reckless."

In such a moment, any man would turn into a wolf, pouncing at the opportunity before him. Though Tyrone's body responded uncontrollably, the lesson from last time was still vivid in his mind. "Why do I feel so uneasy?" He wondered.

Alcohol fueled Quintessa's courage, her impulsive side taking over as she grabbed Tyrone's chin. "Hey, why so hesitant. Are you a man or not?"

Tyrone, standing his ground, replied, "Of course, I am."

Quintessa tilted her head, studying him for a moment before challenging, "Prove it, then!"

Tyrone felt as if his heart was shot. "You asked for it. And later, don't you dare, mmm."

His words were silenced by Quintessa's lips, her hands pinning his wrists down. Their hands intertwined, fingers locked together.

between them, the alcohol

Quintessa's mind seemed clouded by alcohol. Tonight, she wanted

Tyrone's lip, she whispered, "Actions speak louder

or he'd never forgive himself. "Just don't regret this. Tomorrow, no matter what you say, I won't be

hands ventured under his T-shirt. "All this talk. Is it because

"Damn it."

.net

Tyrone flipped positions, pinning Quintessa beneath him. "Time to show you I'm not a

removed his clothes, scattering them

to incinerate

held her close, not allowing any

kissed her deeply, their bodies

curtain, their passion heating up

somewhat unexpected, yet at the same time, they