Tyrone took slow and deliberate steps towards her, his eyes filled with passion and his mind focused on one thing.

"Then, shouldn't you go to the hospital?" she asked.

"It's too late for that," Tyrone replied, his voice husky with desire.

“Please don't... Mmm..."

Her words drifted off as Tyrone's lips met hers in a fervent kiss.

Holding her in his arms, Tyrone held the back of her neck as he deepened the kiss.

There was tenderness in his enthusiasm.

His hand slid up and down the length of her back. A soft moan escaped her lips as he caressed her buttocks.

Then he took Sabrina's hand and guided it under his bathrobe.

The feeling of his breath on her wet skin excited her further.

His kisses were intense and filled with passion, leaving her feeling dizzy and breathless.

In the heat of the moment, Sabrina's hand eagerly tugged at Tyrone's bathrobe, causing the belt to come undone.

The robe slipped from his body and dropped to the wet shower floor.

Warm water cascaded down on them, creating an intimate ambiance. They embraced, bringing their bodies close.

The tingling sensation of water running over their skin intensified their connection.

Sabrina was pressed against the wall, vulnerable to his touch. Her eyes were half closed, and her lips were slightly apart.

With one hand, he held her slender waist, while the other fondled her breast. “They're getting bigger," he mumbled.

After hearing his comment, Sabrina momentarily regretted not Locking the bathroom door when she went to shower.

But when Tyrone brushed his thumb over her hardened nipple, the thought flashed by, and she was pulled into the vortex of passion again.

Tyrone scooped her into his arms and carried her onto the bed, where they continued to make love.