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too nervous to move, though, and she seemed in no hurry to move me. I mean, I’d just made a girl come. It felt amazingly awesome.
    As her breathing settled down to normal, she lowered her legs from where they’d been wrapped around me. Taking that as my cue, I carefully slid out of her and wriggled my way up the bed until I was lying beside her.
    She turned and smiled. “Not bad, straight girl,” she said, and kissed me to take any sting out of her words. She stroked the hair from my eyes and caressed the back of my head. “Did I hurt you?”
    “No,” I lied, trying not to wince at the pressure of her fingers.
    “I need to try harder.”
    “Um—”
    Alice laughed at my expression. “Don’t worry, I’ll play nice.”
    “Actually I’m not into that kinky shit, you know?”
    She sighed and rolled her eyes at the ceiling. I swear, sometimes my mouth and my brain were not connected. I was unbearably conscious of the heat in my jeans, the damp feeling between my legs. If she sent me home like this I was going to be incredibly unhappy.
    Alice rolled over and left me. I watched her ass as she walked away. “Where are you going?” I asked.
    She came back with a duffle bag, dumping it beside the bed. Then she climbed in, rolling me onto my back. I helped her take off my shirt, holding my arms above my head. She unzipped my jeans and slipped her hand inside. I practically jumped when her fingers brushed against against my panties; they were completely soaked through.
    I pressed against her in a silent plea. She removed her hand and I groaned.
    “Ask me nicely,” she said.
    “Alice, come on—”
    “Ask me.”
    I scowled. She was still completely naked, arms crossed under her breasts, her knees to either side of me. God, just looking at her made me wet. It wasn’t fair!
    “Please,” I said sullenly.
    I didn’t see it coming, but suddenly my cheek stung with pain. She’d hit me! No one had ever raised a hand to me before. I pressed my fingers against my face, feeling the warmth beneath them. “Are you insane?”
    “I said ’ nicely’ .”
    I glared at her. She stared back at me, coolly aloof. I wriggled, and the friction of the jeans made me swoon, but it wasn’t enough. My nipples pressed uncomfortably against the insides of my bra, which she still hadn’t taken off. I considered my options.
    “Please fuck me,” I said in a small voice.
    She rewarded me with a kiss, pressing her naked breasts against my skin as she wrested the jeans down my hips. I sighed in relief as they came off, my panties along with them. She reached around me and unclasped my bra, which ended up on the floor a moment later.
    I tried to pull her to me, but she held back.
    “What now?” I asked.
    Without responding, she leaned over the side of the bed. I heard the duffle bag being unzipped. When she came back, she brought an armful of fabric, cut into long strips. It felt amazing just draped over my skin, soft and silky.
    “Hands above your head, please.”
    “That’s going a bit far,” I said, trying to laugh and not look as nervous as I felt.
    She raised her hand. I flinched, but she only used it to fondle my breast. It was the first time she’d touched me there and I sighed, arcing into her touch. She pinched me, and I moaned, rubbing up against her like a slut. She kissed my ear, tongue flicking at the lobe as her breath echoed in my mind, sending shivers all across my skin.
    “Don’t you want to be a good girl?” she breathed. Her hand drifted down towards my hip and I jerked towards it.
    A whine escaped my lips. “Please...”
    She flicked my clit, then removed her hand. I was ready to scream with frustration.
    “Good girls,” she said, “do as they’re told.”
    Our eyes met. I wriggled my hips at her, but she did nothing.
    Slowly, I raised my hands above my head. “I’m only doing this in the name of science,” I warned her.
    Alice smiled, but remained silent. She wound the first bit of silk between my