ALTHOUGH drunk and dizzy, Emilia was aware of what was happening in her office. Her lips parted as Tyron kissed her. She felt the softness of his lips and the mingling of their saliva.
He was on top of her, his hands braced on either side of her as their lips continued to kiss. She could feel his tongue licking her lower lip, and eventually sucking on it. He teased her, exciting her.
“Is that all you can do? Is kissing all you can do?” Emilia challenged, their lips parting as they both gasped for breath.
Tyron’s jaw tightened. “You know I can do more than that, love. You’re drunk, so I don’t want to take advantage…”
She laughed sarcastically. “Take advantage? As far as I know, you’ve been doing that to me for a long time,” she retorted sarcastically.
Tyron sighed. “Stop seducing me,
