Mandy swallowed at his admission, her face flushing lightly. Her curiosity was growing more with every answer he gave. She was insatiable. She noticed the way he looked away, at the way he seemed worried his answer might push her away.
Mandy had never been the most forward of girls, but she'd grown more and more bold the longer she'd been with Nathan, telling him what she liked and, in the rare cases that it did occur, what she didn't like.
"I do, too," she said softly. She tugged their joined hands down, under the covers, and covered his hand with her own as she led him to her center. She wanted him to feel the wet heat there, to see the proof that she wasn't disgusted with him.
"Tell me what you've wanted to do," she requested, keeping her eyes locked on his.