Scars Of A Broken Bond

Drained of strength, Sabrina could hardly stand on her own. She nestled into Tyrone’s embrace, her flushed face gasping for air.

Tyrone, sensing her tremors, gently asked, “How do you feel? Feeling any better?”

Nestled in his comforting embrace, Sabrina didn’t want to break free.

Like a kitten, she purred a soft “Yes” in response.

Supporting her, Tyrone allowed her to sit on his lap.

Understanding his intentions, Sabrina squirmed, saying, “No, you can’t.”

She was in no condition for such intimate relations, especially with their baby in mind. ©

take it slow, we

sex was taking a toll

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help her relax had only increased his

then a knock on the door provided a momentary

gently pushed

the times, their dinner had to be delivered

in his bathrobe, he fetched their meal

hot spring pool table, Tyrone watched as Sabrina relaxed in the warm waters, thoroughly

dinner, she rose from the hot spring pool, clad in a bath towel, and declared, “I’m heading back.

soured at her