Tyrone complied and settled down, resting his against the wall with a composed air. His chin lifted ever so slightly, and his narrowed eyes, reflecting the warm sunlight, carried a captivating depth and charm, He was so handsome!

Sabrina, bending over to get good angles, took numerous photos of Tyrone.

The shirt she hastily put on was not buttoned up. Unbeknownst to her, when Sabrina crouched forward, the top of her breasts was in full view.

Tyrone's eyes darkened immediately. The soft light from the window fell on her face, accentuating her fair skin in a golden glow.

“Do you still need me to take off the rest of my clothes?" Tyrone slowly pulled out his belt, the leather sliding out of place, his voice husky.