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She laughed at his playful lasciviousness, but brushed him off. Laying down beside him again, she rested her hand between his pecs. “Let’s talk, instead.”

Spencer moaned.

Talk? That normally wasn’t something one wanted to hear while in bed.

“Are you sure? Even though my equipment might need a rest, my tongue is more than ready, and you’re probably primed and willing.” He tapped a finger near her clit as enticement, thinking to derail talk of…“talks”.

She made an amused moue of disagreement. “My lady parts are quite satisfied right now, thank you. And I said talk, because…” Her face grew serious. “Okay. Here it is. I made a rule for myself after I broke up with the last guy I dated. We saw each other for two months, which was, in my opinion, seven weeks too many. I swore, if I could help it, I wouldneverhave a repeat of that experience.”

Now, Spencer was intrigued. “What did he do?”

Tabitha sighed. “It’s not what he did, it’s what hedidn’tdo.”

Spencer took a stab at it. “You mean he was sexually inadequate?”

He gave himself a mental high-five, knowing he’d already proven himself in that way. He’d already given Tabitha two orgasms, so he was clearly a number of points-ahead in that department.

“Not exactly,” she explained. “He could fuck…” She broke off and stared at him. “Wait. Are you sure you’re okay with this? Most guys don’t want to hear about who else has ‘been there’ before them.”

Spencer gave her his most serious regard. “Hey. If it helps you moving forward with bedroom activities, I’m game to listen.”

“Okay. Fine. But remember, you asked for it.” She gave a long-suffering exhale and continued.

“Bob was adequate with his cock, as long as I did all the work, but he never once used his tongue anyplace other than in my mouth. And his fingers? They might just as well have been vestigial appendages.”

Spencer lamented for the future of the male species if guys like Bob were what was on the market. What percentage of the male species remained that clueless?

He cleared his throat. “I’ll assure you right now, you won’t encounter a problem in either of those departments with me. I’m going to love eating your pussy, and you’ve already had a taste of my fingers.”

“Oh, I’ve tasted more than that,” she responded sassily. “But I digress.”

She got back to business. “Let’s just say there wasn’t an ounce of adventure in Bob, and leave it at that. But for the record, even though there haven’t been too many lovers, he’s not the only one whose imagination was lacking.”

She squared her shoulders above him. “Therefore, I made a pact with myself that if any guy in my future looked promising, I’d tell him what I like and don’t like in bed before I let things ramp up.”

Spencer actually liked this turn of events. Having Tabitha spell things out—as he’d already imagined she might—would makesurehe’d keep her satisfied.

“Go for it, Tabitha.” He gave her the green light. “I won’t be able to take notes, but…” he lifted his hands to show them empty of implements, “I swear I’ll listen carefully.” He tapped his temple.

“That’s great because… Thereisone more thing,” Tabitha said, and this time she looked hesitant.

“What is it?” Spencer wasn’t scared. After all, he’d just let her peel a nasty-assed condom off his dick and he’d survived.

“My partner has to be willing to share his fantasies with me, too.”

Wow.Another first. No woman in Spencer’s past hadeverasked him about any of his kink. This could get…interesting.

He sucked in a breath. “Okay. I agree. To both things. But you have to go first.”

Sure, he was going to be brave, but he wanted to test the depth of her commitment to “alternative practices” before he gave over any of his secret desires.

Tabitha cleared her throat, leaning up on one elbow to regard him seriously. “I have these glimpses of what might be fun in the sack; things I’ve read about or…imagined.”

“I’m all ears, Tabitha, and I promise not to judge.”

That was a given, seeing that he was going to have to dig into his own psyche and trust that she wouldn’t think he was a perv.

“I’ve always wanted to try ass-play,” she spat out quickly.