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  1. Table of Contents
  2. The Menagerie
  3. Dedication
  4. Acknowledgments
  5. Chapter 1: The Menagerie
  6. Chapter 2: Malcolm
  7. Chapter 3: Wants and Needs
  8. Chapter 4: Two Pieces of a Puzzle
  9. Chapter 5: The Loving Dom
  10. Chapter 6: Mistakes and Promises
  11. Chapter 7: Tongue Tied
  12. Chapter 8: The Shape of You
  13. Chapter 9: Red and Green
  14. Chapter 10: Release
  15. Chapter 11: Choke Me
  16. Epilogue
  17. Keep Reading for an Exclusive Excerpt from If You Let Me by Saria Bryant, Coming This Summer from Dreamspinner Press
  18. CHAPTER ONE
  19. CHAPTER TWO
  20. CHAPTER THREE
  21. About the Author
  22. By J.P. Caruso
  23. Visit Dreamspinner Press
  24. Copyright

“You expect me to remember everything you tell me? You said it was a long list.”

Mal’s eyebrows bounce up in a way that says, That’s fair. “You ready, Nancy Drew?”

“Yeah,” Rowan says once he’s typed out what Mal’s said so far. “So manhandling and being rough and shit, is that something you’d want all the time, or just when you’re in a certain mood?”

Biting the inside of his cheek, Mal takes a second to respond. “More often than not, yeah. Not really in this for tender shit.”

“’Kay.”

Rowan dutifully types no tender shit, though he can’t help but think back to how Mal crumbled into him and let himself be petted and talked down at the end of the gangbang.

“I like impact play a lot. Crops ’n belts and all that are good occasionally or when I’m pretty deep in it, but I like regular slapping and spanking best.”

That gets Rowan to stop typing. “Yeah, you seemed pretty into it earlier.”

Mal bites his lower lip. Rowan’s eyes lock on to the plush lip when it springs back from his teeth slicked with spit.

“What can I say? You got big hands, man.”

It takes most of the willpower Rowan has left to not vault over the table and show him everything he can do with his big hands.

To his credit, Mal continues, apparently without the need to jump Rowan in the same manner.

“Bondage is a big one too.”

“What kinda bondage?”

“All of it—leather, ropes, cuffs. Collars. Chains sometimes. Either partial or whole body, but I’m not into any kinda gimp suits or shit like that.”

“’Kay. I’m mostly familiar with padded cuffs, but we can try out some of the other stuff.”

At Mal’s nod, Rowan types out a note to remind himself to do some research later on. He’d been particularly interested in reading about shibari before he’d joined, and he can only imagine how good Mal would look with ropes digging into his skin.

“Do you like being tied down to stuff or just tied up so you can’t move?”

“Both. Depends on what we’re doin’. But it goes with the whole manhandling thing. You tie me up and throw me around, I’m gonna be ready to blow pretty much immediately.”

Fuck.

Mal continues, “Though it’s equally satisfying to be held in place and not given what I want.”

“Yeah. For sure.” Jesus, this guy really is gonna kill him. “What about other kinds of toys?”

“’M good with most stuff. Plugs and beads are my favorite. Dildos every once in a while, but I like the real thing better. I’m good with, like, nipple clamps, pumps, and gags too, but nothin’ that causes a lot of pain. And no fuckin’ chastity devices or CBT either.”

Rowan stops writing. He knows what chastity cages are, but, “CBT?”