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“Where the hell did that come from?” Nigel lay n***d on the duvet.
Laura lay next to him, her chest rising and falling.
“Twice in one night? We haven’t done that in, well, forever. What’s going on?”
Laura lay on her side, her chin on his chest staring into his eyes. “I don’t know. Just watching you earlier, with that guy. That massive, huge guy you effortlessly beat up. I was so impressed, love. Really, I guess it kind of turned me on.”
“Kind of turned you on? More like fully, I’d say.” He laughed, staring at the ceiling.
“Did you learn all that inside?” She was interested rather than scolding him.
“I did what I had to inside,” he replied, stroking her back. “You realise in a fair fight that guy would have pounded me into the ground, honey, right? I didn’t fight fair.”
She smile
