Nora settled back against the pillows, her robe fanned out to either side and her ankles crossed daintily. This was a display, to be sure, and it went both ways: he was for her to look at, and she was for him to look at, but only one of them had permission to touch.
"All spread out for me," she murmured playfully, tracing a finger over her own lips and biting down on the nail. "For us."
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"All spread out for me," she murmured playfully, tracing a finger over her own lips and biting down on the nail. "For us."