To taste you*
Tyrone's hand had a mind of its own as he touched every inch of Raine's body. She was only wearing a robe, which he greedily wanted to tear away from her body despite already covering so little. His fingers were swift in untying her robe without him knowing.
Raine wasn't bothered by her sudden nudity. She was too busy enjoying Tyrone's lips which she couldn't get enough of.
She didn't know how and when Tyrone had managed to untie her robe, but she did feel his hands removing it, slipping them off from her shoulders until it dropped to her waist, exposing her firm breasts before him.
She moaned when she felt Tyrone's hand on one of her mounds, gently caressing and squeezing them as if he was measuring how round and big it was in his palm. He also released her lips just so he could leave a trail of kisses on her jawline with his lips, all the way down to her neck.
"It feels so good," Raine boldly voiced out in her hoarse voice.