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Chapter 20: Hold Still

"Say please," Flora had said on the roof.

I said it at eight o'clock that night.

I stood at the foot of my own bed in my sleep shirt, with the lamp low and the door shut.

"Please."

"Please what?"

"Please make me hold still."

She sat on the edge of the mattress in my robe, with her hair loose over one shoulder.

She looked at me for a long time.

"Take off the shirt."

I took it off.

"Underwear."

I took that off too, and folded it, from habit, and set it on the dresser.

She smiled at the fold.

"Of course you did. Come here."

I stood between her knees.

She ran her palms up the outside of my legs, over my hips, around my waist, and up my ribs.

"Lie down in the middle of the bed. On your back. Arms by your sides. Legs a little apart."

I lay down.

The sheets were cool under my shoulders, and the ceiling was white, and I felt very exposed and very quiet.

Flora stood over me.

"Here are the rules," she said. "No tape. No scarf. Nothing holds you but you."

"All right."

"You don't touch me, you don't touch yourself, you don't lift your hips, and you don't close your legs."

"Yes."

"If you move, I stop. If you make me stop twice, I leave you here like this and go to sleep."

My stomach flipped.

"You wouldn't."

"Try me."

She pulled the sash on the robe and let it fall.

She was naked beneath it, her breasts full and freckled, the red-gold curls between her thighs dark with wanting.

She climbed onto the bed beside me.

"Eyes on the ceiling," she said.

I stared at the white plaster, and a steady heat spread through my chest.

Her mouth settled on mine, soft, slow, dry at first, then wet.

She kissed me for a very long time, only kissing, with her hand light on my collarbone.

My hips twitched.

She stopped, lifted her mouth, and waited.

I lay perfectly rigid.

"Good girl," Flora breathed, and kissed me again.

She kissed down my throat and across my chest.

She took my nipple into her mouth, and she sucked it, drawing hard, then soft.

I clamped my fingers into the mattress and held my hips on the bed with every muscle I had.

She did the other side.

She bit gently, and I made a thin whining noise through my nose.

"Does it hurt not to move?"

"Yes."

"Good."

She climbed off the bed.

I heard her walk into the kitchen, and the freezer door open and close, and the clink of ice.

I lay with my heart pounding and did not turn my head.

She came back with a glass.

"Close your eyes."

I closed them.

Something cold and wet touched the hollow of my throat, and I flinched.

"Hold still."

The ice cube slid slowly down the center of my chest, leaving a stinging trail.

It slipped between my breasts and over my stomach and into my navel, and I shivered and my abdomen jumped.

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