Not a chance

Tyrese didn't take no for an answer. Instead, he leaned down, his eyes locked on hers, and kissed her again. This time, his lips were more insistent, more demanding. Bianca felt her resolve weakening as his tongue slid into her mouth, teasing her, tempting her.

She tried to push him away, but Tyrese was too strong. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close as he deepened the kiss. Bianca's hands were trapped between their bodies, and she couldn't help but feel the warmth of his skin, the hardness of his muscles. Her body responded to his touch, her heart racing, her pulse pounding in her ears.

Tyrese slowly climbed over her until she was laying back on the couch as they kissed. Bianca felt a mixture of fear and excitement as he settled himself between her legs, his body pressing against hers. She could feel the heat radiating from his skin, the hardness of his arousal pressing against her through his pants.

She knew she should stop him, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. She was too caught up in the moment, too lost in the sensation of his lips on hers, his hands roaming her body. She wanted this, needed this, even if it was wrong.

Bianca's conscience began to stir. She felt a pang of guilt, a voice in the back of her mind whispering Robert's name. She tried to push the thought away, but it lingered, a nagging sense of shame that threatened to ruin the moment.

"Tyrese, stop," she protested, her voice muffled against his lips. "I have a boyfriend, remember?"

Tyrese's response was to deepen the kiss, his tongue probing the depths of her mouth as if trying to silence her doubts.

Tyrese was relentless, his lips burning a trail down her neck, his teeth nipping at her skin. Bianca's body responded, her skin tingling with pleasure, her heart racing with excitement.

As Tyrese's hands roamed her body, Bianca's own hands began to wander, tracing the contours of his muscles, feeling the heat of his skin. She didn't realize it at first, but her hands had found their way to the bulge in his pants, her fingers exploring the hardness beneath the fabric.

Tyrese let out a low groan as he felt her touch, his lips still on her neck. "Bianca," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "For wanting to stop, you sure are handsy."

Bianca's eyes flew open, her mind suddenly clear.

She realized with a jolt that her hand was eagerly rubbing Tyrese's cock through his jeans. She felt a surge of guilt and shame wash over her, and she quickly pulled her hand away.

Tyrese looked down at her, his eyes filled with desire. "Bianca," he said, his voice thick with need. "Don't stop."

Bianca shook her head, her heart pounding in her chest. "I can't do this," she said, her voice trembling. "I have a boyfriend."

Bianca's eyes locked onto his, her gaze searching for any sign of insincerity. But all she saw was desire, burning bright in his eyes. She felt her resolve weakening, her body responding to his touch.

Tyrese's voice was low and husky as he spoke again. "Unbutton my jeans, Bianca. Be a good girl."

Bianca's heart skipped a beat as she hesitated. She knew she shouldn't be doing this, but her body seemed to have a mind of its own.

Bianca's eyes locked onto Tyrese's, her gaze searching for any sign of hesitation, but all she saw was desire burning bright in his eyes. She took a deep breath and slowly began to unbutton his jeans, her fingers trembling with anticipation.

As the last button came undone, Tyrese's cock sprang out, and Bianca's eyes widened in shock. She gasped, her hand flying to her mouth, as she took in the sight of his massive erection. She couldn't believe he wasn't wearing underwear, and the sudden revelation sent a shiver down her spine. Tyrese's cock was enormous, the largest she had ever seen, and for a moment, Bianca forgot to breathe.

She felt a mixture of fear and excitement as she looked at him, her heart pounding in her chest. She couldn't believe she was doing this, but she couldn't resist the pull of desire that was drawing her towards him.

Tyrese's eyes were filled with desire as he looked down at her, his body tense with anticipation. "Bianca," he said, his voice thick with need. "Touch me."

Bianca hesitated for a moment, her mind racing with thoughts of her boyfriend and the consequences of her actions. But her body seemed to have a mind of its own, and she slowly reached out and wrapped her hand around his cock.

Tyrese let out a low groan as he felt her touch, his eyes locked onto hers. "Tell me what you want."