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“How did you do it?” she asked, drying her hands on the hand towel while loitering in the en-suite doorway. They’d made love again and she was sure that they weren’t done for the night. But this interlude gave them the chance to wash up and hopefully exchange some information.
“Well,” he said, linking his fingers behind his head, his gloriously n***d form on full display for hers in the center of the bed. “It all starts with proximity to your delicious self...”
“Hilarious,” she said, tossing the towel over his face as she approached the bed. “I’m serious, tell me.”
“I can’t reveal trade secrets,” he said, throwing the towel aside and snatching her wrist with one precise maneuver that saw him lift, twist, and lunge for her, all at the same time.
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