“I have no idea.” Sabrina, putting on a pretense of innocence, played along.

But her words were a deceit.

“Then, perhaps I should help you know.”

Tyrone, undeterred, took matters into his own hands. He gently tilted her head and leaned in to kiss her.

Their lips met, and a sensuous dance of breath began.

His kiss was fiery, commanding, and intense.

Sabrina’s eyelids fluttered, and for a moment, she struggled to catch her breath.

her, and the only thing keeping her upright was her firm grip on his

the cold night air by the river,

of sweat formed on the tip of her nose as their

kiss deepened, becoming an

as though he wanted to meld her into

streetlight,

attempt to push Tyrone away, but he lingered, gently running his tongue

Angela’s Library

glistening with desire. When she looked up at Tyrone, her

and he couldn’t resist the urge to grab her chin, tilting her head up

as their lips met again, and she found herself closely examining the dark lashes that framed Tyrone’s

he wanted more, and they continued to indulge in their passionate embrace for

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