Attempting to feign anger, she wore a stern expression, but Tyrone found her so cute.

“It's hilarious."

Tyrone laughed, displaying his perfectly straight, white teeth.

Sabrina narrowed her eyes at him and pursed her lips.

Recently, he had become increasingly childish and playful.

It was an expression she had never witnessed from him before.

Fuming, she clawed at his waist and demanded, "Stop it!"

But Tyrone gripped her hand and pulled, causing her to lose balance and tumble on top of him, her lips grazing against his face.

Her long, silky hair swept across his face, a gentle caress that stirred something within him.

Tyrone turned his head slightly and gazed into Sabrina's eyes. He couldn't resist the urge to pull her close and kiss her deeply, his hand gently cradling the back of her head.

"You. Hmm

Sabrina's eyes widened in surprise as Tyrone’s lips met hers. She placed her arms on his chest, struggling to get up, but he exerted more force, causing her head to spin.

When Sabrina regained her senses, their positions had shifted.

Tyrone was on top, supporting himself with one arm. He pressed his body against hers, kissing her more passionately and igniting a fire within her.

Their lips Locked in a passionate embrace, their breaths mingling as they kissed. Tyrone could feel Sabrina's body beneath his, and he became more aroused. He deepened the kiss, savoring the taste of her Lips.

Sabrina's breath quickened, and her mind was in a mess.

As their bodies rubbed against each other, she felt her pajama buttons come undone, revealing her tender skin.

His hand cupped her breast, stroking and caressing it gently while his lips trailed down her neck.

Biting her Lower Lip, Sabrina couldn't help but moan softly.

“Tyrone, we shouldn't," she said breathlessly.