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I let out a small laugh and gave her hair a tug. "Not really worried about that…"

"Yes, really. What don't you like? Be honest with me and I'll be honest with you," she said, her voice laden with seriousness.

"Um…" I paused to allow myself a moment to think about it while my gaze searched hers. She called out my fears as she had before and allowed me time to formulate an opinion. "I don't like my hair pulled. Or anal sex or anything like that. Women have never bothered me with that though," I said, dropping my gaze to the heart-shaped space where her clavicle met.

"I don't like those things either. What else?" She smoothed my hair down then ran her hands along my back.

"I don't know, really."

"Let's change tactics. What do you like? I mean, other than being licked and sucked in delicious places." She grinned and wagged her brows at me.

"Sam!" I laughed and pressed my finger over her lips. "I definitely like that."

"Oh, I'm aware." She smiled around my finger then kissed it. "What else?"

"Um…"

"Do you like your nipples toyed with?" she asked, helping me out.

"Yes." I nodded and let my hands fall to the space between her breasts while we spoke.

"Do you like penetration? With fingers or toys?"

"Fingers yes. I've never tried toys." I smiled now as her questions gave a playful feel to our connection.

"Do you like being tickled?" She chuckled and wiggled her fingers up my sides.

I squealed and swatted her hands while laughing. "No!"

"But it's so cute." She snickered and kept up her veiled threat.

"No tickles." I laughed harder and she shifted her hands to my rear.

"Do you like when I squeeze your rump?" She gripped my ass and wagged her brows.

"Yes." I bit my bottom lip as the gesture set my core on fire in a heartbeat.

"Oh yeah? Do you fancy a spanking?" She cocked a brow at me and I gnawed my lip.

"I don't know. Never had one." The idea of it didn't put me off though. In response, she stroked my ass, her fingertips grazing my pussy from behind. Every inch of me quivered with reawakened delight.

"Do you watch porn?" she asked.

"Sometimes. Not a lot."

"What do you look at when you do?" Her expression cooled and she continued the gentle strokes, both of her hands busying themselves exploring my derriere.

"Um…" I gulped when my belly ached, setting fire to the apex of my thighs that pressed against her stomach. "Lesbians."

"Duh." She squeezed my ass. "Doing what?"

"Regular sex things. Sometimes more…"

"Kinky stuff?"

"Sometimes." I nodded and met her gaze again. "Nothing crazy though."

"Show me some time what you watch?" she asked, tilting her head to the side and I nodded. Her fingers grew closer to my pussy and I quivered.