"Sounds good."

Sabrina tilted her head back.

Lately, her neck and shoulders had been aching, and a massage seemed like a wonderful idea.

“Turn around."

Tyrone began kneading her shoulders gently.

The hot spring's warmth aided in Sabrina feeling immediate relief, which was undeniably soothing.

Observing Sabrina's enjoyment, Tyrone grinned and gradually moved his hands lower.

It was too late for Sabrina to realize what he was going to do.

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.

"But we can take it slow, we don't have work tomorrow," Tyrone reasoned.

Two months without sex was taking a toll on him.

Plus, his recent efforts to help her relax had only increased his longing for her.

Sabrina found it hard to resist him, just then a knock on the door provided a momentary distraction.

Breathing deeply, she gently pushed him aside. "Answer the door."