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15. SIN

He didn’t kiss me the same way Michel had.

Tyron’s lips barely brushed mine before he pulled back. My brows dipped into a frown as confusion filled me.

“You’re name fits you,” he muttered. “You make me want to forget everything and sin.”

The question was on the tip of my tongue, but I didn’t get a chance to voice it because he leaned forward again and pressed his lips to mine. Parting them, he caught my bottom lips between his. Teeth nipped my lip, making me shiver.

“I really fucking shouldn’t be doing this,” he groaned.

I didn’t want to leave without experiencing pleasure from him. There was something that pulled me towards him and it scared me. Despite the fear and the fact that he’s usually an asshole to me, I wanted him to make me feel like Michel had.

So before he could change his mind, I took control. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him like Michel had kissed me. I wasn’t even aware of the fact that he had froze until he gripped my hips and jerked away.

Breathing he
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