Scars Of A Broken Bond

Tyrone’s Adam’s apple moved up and down sensuously as he swallowed, feeling a surge of desire within. As he firmly held her wandering hands, he whispered in a smoky voice, “We’re almost home. Hold on a little longer.”

Sabrina’s breathing became heavier and heavier and her thoughts became so scattered that she couldn’t even pinpoint why she was in this state. The only urge she had was to rub against the man in front of her and she put all her energy into doing just that.

Tyrone was frozen in shock and could only hold on to Sabrina as she moved against him wantonly.

When the car finally drove into the parking lot, Tyrone barely allowed the driver to park the car before he jumped out with Sabrina in his arms.

The trip to the elevator was a blur in Tyrone’s mind. He didn’t stop until he carried Sabrina out of the elevator and into his apartment on the nineteenth floor.

At that moment, Karen was cleaning the living room while Jennie was in the bathroom.

When Karen heard the sound of the door opening, she looked up and saw Tyrone striding in with a woman in his arms. He didn’t even glance in Karen’s direction as he marched toward the master bedroom.

as Sabrina, but she was brought up short by the way Sabrina was sweating profusely and how flushed her face was. Did Sabrina have a fever? Karen quickly put down the broom and said, “Sir, does she have a fever?

stop her but he changed his mind

it to the bedroom, and also bring

“Okay.”

hurry to

around his like a vine. She gasped in his ear,

neck and put space between them. He sat up on his knees and

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right state of mind to cooperate with him and continued writhing

that Karen wouldn’t see her. He said, “Put it on the table over there. You can leave