Martin grinned talking pride in knowing that he had set the bar high for her. He truly believed himself to be a very experienced and praised lover.

Even if her legs are closed, his hand isn’t going anywhere and his fingers still tease and tempt by simply rubbing.

“I have.” In regard to what timeline, he wasn’t really sure. He had been dead, taken advantage of some situations after coming back from the dead but before that, sure he hadn’t had any visitors of that sort.