The bathroom door opened, and Ferguson Kennedy walked over barefoot on the marble tiles. He leaned down, one hand supporting himself on the table, the other resting on Doreen Pulitzer's shoulder. His long, slender fingers lightly brushed against her neck, sending shivers down her spine. All her senses were drawn to that small patch of skin on her neck.Ferguson Kennedy whispered in her ear, "I'm done. Where's my reward?"Doreen Pulitzer bit her lip, tilted her head back, and wrapped one arm around his neck, pulling him down. Their lips met, while her other hand guided his fingers to a soft spot. The kiss was long and powerful. Ferguson Kennedy stood behind her, leaning over, while Doreen Pulitzer sat on the chair, tilting her neck up. Later, Ferguson Kennedy held Doreen Pulitzer as they sat together. The light flickered, the desk trembled, and the sketches scattered on the floor.Between breaths, Ferguson Kennedy pinched Doreen Pulitzer's waist and rasped in her ear, "We agreed to g
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