It was easier, with Val. Then I just put my hand on his penis. But I don't dare do that now, even though I dared annoy him into throwing me across the room. My lips are parted, a little, and I feel hot in the face.

His fingers make me shiver.

I don't know what he wants. I reach out and put the palm of my other hand against his chest. I can feel the warmth of his skin through his shirt.

I can feel his heart beat, and that brings up a sudden sharp memory that makes my fingers dig in. Yes, I remember that.