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Chapter 64: The Morning After

Auteur: STEPHANIE . I
last update Date de publication: 2026-10-01 16:53:12

The harsh morning light streamed through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows of the master suite, painting the dark hardwood floors in streaks of brilliant gold.

I stirred slowly, every muscle in my body aching with a heavy, delicious soreness. The scent of cedar, and raw sexual exertion still hung thick in the cool air of the room. I shifted beneath the Egyptian cotton sheets, feeling the dried, sticky evidence of Harrison’s climax painted across the inside of my thighs.

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