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Theresa POV

The moment we entered Marcus’s room he pounced on me. By the time we were on his bed, we were frantically removing clothes from our bodies. There was no shyness, no shame, only this urgent need. Like I craved for him for a lifetime. Maybe eons. We kissed in between removing clothes, wanting to get to each other. Marcus was panting and gasping, his hands shaking as he worked on me.

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