The room echoed with the sound of pleasure.

Even the moon blushed and hid behind the clouds.

The following morning, Sabrina yawned and rubbed her eyes. She stretched her back before rolling over to watch Tyrone as he slept.

There, she noticed several obvious scratches on his strong chest.

Upon closer inspection, she saw hickeys on his neck, which would still be faintly visible even with a shirt on.

It was a playful prank.

Sabrina thought that she wouldn't be obsessed with him anymore. But little did she expect the rush of emotions that came flooding back.

After being intimate with him, she couldn't help falling in love with him again.

When she moved her body, she felt sore all over.

Recalling their passionate night, she pursed her Lips.

He exhibited a complete lack of self-control. His hunger seemed never-ending, which ultimately left Sabrina utterly drained.

It had been a long time since they had been intimate. They were last together in July.

But last night, fueled by the aphrodisiac's effects, they finally unleashed the sexual tension that had been building up between them.

He was a damn good lover, and she enjoyed it.

"You're awake? What are you thinking about this early in the morning?

And why are you blushing?" Tyrone teased her with a playful smile.

Sabrina quickly denied, "Nothing. Why aren't you up yet?"

Normally, Tyrone would be out running at this hour.

"I skipped jogging today."

Tyrone suddenly furrowed his brow slightly in thought. After a moment, he said, "I can finally relate to what they said online.”