It sounded like Amber had far more experience than she'd let on at first. Foreman wasn't bothered by that, but it did bring up the question of what else she'd tried and liked. Foreman usually kept things tame in the bedroom. Not because he didn't enjoy experimenting. The opportunity simply hadn't come up. Now he was thinking out everything Amber might be willing to give a shot. Her confidence, her forthrightness, both made him think that she'd be open to a lot of things, and be willing to talk about them frankly. The way she had when he'd reacted badly the first time. Foreman appreciated that honesty.

Foreman jerked slightly at Amber's bite. Damn, she liked using teeth. Another sign that she wouldn't be satisfied with something that was gentle--or at least, not only gentle.

Foreman's thought processes shut off entirely a second later. The feeling of Amber's tongue along his ass was so completely different from any sensation he'd ever had before that he nearly had to hold his breath in order to make sure he was feeling every nuance. It was different from a blowjob, even, and so strangely intimate; maybe because of where she was licking, or the warm slickness against sensitive skin, but Foreman found himself panting for breath even though the touch wasn't firm or insistent. He eased his legs apart, giving Amber more room if she needed it, subtly encouraging her.