She had to clear her throat then whisper, "Yes... That."

"You... want to know what it would be like if we made love together?"

The gravity of that was heavier than her anxiety. She spoke clearly this time, "Yes, Neil. I do."

"Well..." His voice was low and soothing, "The first thing you'd need to know is that I'd ask several times how you were feeling and try to communicate everything I was doing. I'd remind you that if anything makes you uncomfortable or at any point you want to stop, all you have to do is say so and I'd promise not to push any of your boundaries."

She...