Compared to all that, I’m just… me. I’ve only slept with a handful of men, and one was, in hindsight, so selfish in the bedroom I’m not sure he touched my clit once in the time we were together. I’ve never asked for anything in my life, and I’ve only ever had sex in a bed. That’s probably Cameron’s fifth favourite place to do it. I might have a sense in my mind of what I enjoy, but I’m nowhere near as confident or experienced as him. Last night was hot as hell, but what will he think of me when he finds out I don’t know what I’m doing? What would he even want with someone like me?
