His words fell like a balm, soothing her frayed nerves.
“I don’t want to sound unsophisticated and inept,” she said, attempting to replace her grimace with a fake smile. “But… ah… I’m not exactly skilful at this. I know it’s not rocket science, but I’m trying to figure out, umm, if and how you’re going to fit. You’re… how do I say this diplomatically? Ah. You’re superior to other men in the size department.”
She hesitated for a moment, holding her breath deciding whether she wanted to risk ruining such a poignant moment. But he needed to know what she was thinking, and what she was thinking was that his gigantic d**k was NOT going to fit.
He needed to know her thoughts at this juncture because one more step and there would be no going back. She was grateful for Malcolm’s thoughtfulness
