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Chapter 67: New Sheets

Author: Scribe
last update publish date: 2026-05-24 14:33:38

Sarah

Marcus stood in front of the hotel room phone with a towel precariously wrapped around his waist. With one small tug, Sarah would be met with the sight of every perfect inch of him. She smiled at the thought, knowing how easy it would be to strip him completely and let him have his way with her all over again.

“Stop staring at me like that,” he warned, the phone pressed to his ear.

Sarah bit her lower lip, shaking her head at him. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

He grunted, ge
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