EMILA gave in that night, despite her hesitation. She worried that Henry might wake up at an odd hour and wonder why Tyron wasn't on the couch in the living room. A sense of doubt lingered in her heart, but she chose to take the risk rather than have Tyron completely abandon their agreement.
She let herself be swept away by the pleasure he was giving her. She thought that no matter which man she was with on her bed, she would feel the same way.
Her moans were muffled as her legs spread wide, Tyron between them. He was pleasuring her down there. His expert lips felt like they were kissing hers as she continued to moan.
“Ah!” Emilia pressed Tyron further into her womanhood. She was restless and her body twitched. She pulled at his hair.
Tyron looked up at her as his tongue and lips playe
