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Her eyes widened, perhaps amazed that she’d actually had the courage to say it.

“I like toperformass-play,” Spencer grinned. “But let’s be clear. Are we talking pinky-fingers here? Toys? Penile penetration?”

Tabitha giggled, clearly relieved he’d accepted her first volley with humor. “Umm, certainly the finger thing, and then maybe working up to toys? Eventually I might even attempt a penis.”

“Consider it done,” Spencer agreed easily. “What else?”

“Uh, uh. Now it’s your turn,” she said, batting her lashes down at him. “How do you feel about back-door stuff for you?”

Spencer thought about it for a second. He’d had a few adventurous women go there with a little digit-action, and he’d liked it, but he was pretty sure he didn’t want anything larger than that breaching his sphincter.

“Yes, to fingers. No, to anything else. I don’t dig the idea of anything plastic going inside me, and,” he got cheeky, “luckily you don’t have a penis, so I don’t even have to think about that one.”

Tabitha laughed, her face alight as she sat up, unselfconscious in her nudity. Which Spencer really liked. The view from where he lay was stellar.

He could tell she was really getting into this, so he fed her another prompt. “Now you have to go again.”

“Okay.” This time she bit her bottom lip, so it might be a doozy. Spencer braced.

“I get really hot whenever I read about someone getting spanked.”

Spencer’s heretofore resting prick danced upward as his head filled with pictures of Tabitha’s reddened bottom. He’d performed that act a time or two for previous bed-partners, and already knew he enjoyed it. “You’ve never experienced it before?” he questioned raspily.

She visibly clenched her thighs together and swung a curtain of curls across her face to hide the fire in her eyes before she answered him. “I haven’t. But I’m…getting wet just thinking about it.”

Spencer picked up her hand and placed it on his hardening cock. “What does this tell you?” he asked gruffly.

“That…you like it, too?” Her brow scrunched as she gave him a very gentle squeeze before leaning forward to move her hand to his shoulder. “But do you like just delivering, or receiving as well?”

This took a little thought. Spencer had never been smacked before Tabitha had done it while hanging upside-down over his shoulder. But by the way his dick had responded, he’d liked it. Yes, indeed he had.

“I actually love being the one who paddles a fine behind, but I’ve never before been on thepaddle-eeend of things before you ventured there earlier.”

She opened her mouth to speak, but he held up a finger, stopping her.

“That doesn’t mean, however, that I’m not willing to try it. I’ll be honest. When you whacked me on our way here, it made me extremely…interested.”

That must have been the answer Tabitha was looking for, because she smiled brilliantly. “I can’t believe we’re having this conversation.”

Spencer grew hopeful. “Well, if we’re contemplating being partners, in more ways than one, weshouldbe honest with each other. Now, tell me what’s a hard ‘no’ for you,” he prompted.

“Bodily fluids,” she answered easily with a crinkle of her nose.

“Wait,” Spencer teased. “Weren’t you just the one who not only sucked me dry, but subsequently removed my prick from semen-hell?”

She giggled. “Not that kind of fluid. I really like ejaculate,” she winked.

“Yeah. I could tell.” Spencer would never,ever, forget that epic blowjob. “So. what are we talking here, then?”

“Pee and poop,” she stated succinctly with a sniff, watching him carefully.

Spencer breathed a sigh of relief. “That’s good, because those are also completely off my list.”

They both gave a bit of an uncomfortable chuckle, then Spencer asked something that might or might not be a deal-breaker for her; something he’d occasionally enjoyed. “Public sex? Semi-public?” he dared.

Sometimes Spencer liked to push that envelope a little.

Tabitha screwed up her face in concentration. “That’s…a tough question. It’s titillating to think about. I’m actually excited imagining it.”

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