His hands were so hot against her, she could feel the heat through her blouse, and as his hands slipped round her, holding her, she leant back against him feeling the hardness of his chest against her back, holding her breath for a moment  in wonder that he wanted to touch her, and hold her.<br/><br/>Then she sighed, letting her breath free, and some of her inhibitions slipped away with it.  Unsure of what she should say or do, she stayed quiet in his arms, hoping he would lead her and show her what to do next.