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Mason let his fingertips glide down Thea’s neck and nuzzle her shoulder before pressing his lips against her warm skin. She felt a pleasurable ache as he nibbled on her flesh and then sunk his teeth in, a sharp shock followed by an electrifying pleasure. Thea let out a muffled sound of surprise as Mason withdrew and smiled at her, revealing the slight bite mark on her neck. His fingers then moved below Thea’s skirt, the material of her lace panties gradually giving way to reveal her soft, naked thighs. Her voice was low and strained as she looked towards the door leading to the hall. “Mason,” she said cautiously, her body tense and her grip tight on the edge of the desk, “what if someone walks in?” He raised an eyebrow and smirked, his eyes glinting with naughtiness. “I locked the door t
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