The trust involved in this makes her heart pound, hard enough that she can feel the thud of it between her legs as Nick guides her into position. She trembles a little, the floor of Nick's bedroom solid beneath her as she kneels, and when he instructs her further she barely hesitates, sliding her legs apart far enough to display the slickness of her cunt.

"Like this?" she asks, still quiet, still good, tilting her head towards the sound of his voice as she arches her back. She's so exposed like this; she knows it, even if she can't see it, and the thought makes her blush even deeper.