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Heavy curtains blocked all light and peering eyes from the outside world, leaving only a dim bedside lamp to outline the intertwined figures on the bed.
The air was filled with the intense scent of musk and sweat.
On the big bed, Audrey Quinn rested on Philip Donovan’s sweat-soaked chest, "You wicked man... nearly wore me out just now..."
Philip Donovan panted heavily, his big hand haphazardly caressing her smooth back, nuzzling against her neck, "It’s only be ...
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