Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

“Sabrina…”

Tyrone leaned forward suddenly, gripping the back of the driver’s seat, his voice husky as he implored, “Can you help me, please?”

Sabrina blushed and looked at Tyrone in disbelief.

“What are you talking about? I’ll drive faster. You’ll be home soon and handle it yourself!”

How could he ask her for help so directly? What did he expect her to do? How could she help him?

Tyrone’s breathing became heavy, and he swallowed hard. He could feel his body responding to the drug and became overcome with desire.

to home… Turn right at the next

a short drive, Sabrina turned the steering wheel and merged into the right

minutes later, the car entered

open to the public. However, the nights were still chilly,

the roadside and

outside. You deal with

was about to open the door when Tyrone grabbed her

“Sabrina, I’m begging you.

feel terrible,” he

emanating from Tyrone’s body. Even his hands were hot to the touch. She couldn’t help but shrink when he touched her

were deep and warm, and Sabrina melted under his gaze. She bit her lower

you do it