Gabriella beamed at him, knowing that she'd done okay by the kisses and touches he'd given her. Later, they'd talk, she knew. Right now, though? 'Vanessa' had to get ready to sleep with Henry Tudor.
She took his hand and went to the futon, then laid down. She was still dripping wet from when Henry had made her come, and even a little bit more from when she'd made him come.
Biting her lip, she pretended to be nervous. Of course, she had been the first time they'd slept together, but this was something different. "I can thank you even more later, if you'd like," she offered, just to let Henry know she was fine with everything.
Then she blushed and added, "Can you show me what I need to do now?"