Tyrone’s heart sank, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes as he sighed.
Then the back door opened, and she climbed in to sit beside him, closing the door.
It was a false alarm.
Tyrone’s face lit up with joy. He stared at Sabrina intently, and the flames of desire were
threatening to consume him.
“Thank you, Sabrina.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe loved her so much that, even though she may be awkward at times, it only made him
love her more.
Sabrina blushed. She pursed her lips and looked away.
“How much did you drink tonight?”
“Just a little red wine.”
Sabrina silently extended her hand to him.
“Hurry up.”
“Okay,” he replied, his voice taking on a low, seductive tone.
It was dark and silent in the car.
In that quietness, something was slowly swelling in the hidden corners of their hearts.
Tyrone’s breathing grew heavier, and a moan escaped his lips. A soft, rhythmic rustling
sound filled the air, coming from his side of the car.
Even when she looked away, she couldn’t help but imagine what he was doing, as if she
were witnessing it with her own eyes.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe clenched her fists subconsciously.
Tyrone let out a deep, restrained groan, gritting his teeth.
“Sabrina, are you trying to kill me?”
Sabrina closed her eyes and tried to pull her hand out of his grip.
“You can use it or not. You’re too fussy!”
But Tyrone held her hand firmly, murmuring, “It’s my fault. Thank you for helping me,
Sabrina. I shouldn’t be so ungrateful.”
He continued speaking while sliding her hand up and down.
Sabrina was speechless.