Admitting the Lie (FF) (Chapter 2)

Alice's eyes were squeezed shut, so I had to remind her of the rules: she was going to watch me make her come.

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The world hung suspended in that single, silent moment. Alice's eyes, which I had been studying all afternoon, became a fascinating, chaotic storm. First, they went wide with pure, blank shock. The kind crinkles at the corners vanished, replaced by stark disbelief. Then, confusion clouded them. Her brow furrowed as she tried to make the pieces of my confession fit into the neat, orderly puzzle of her world.

(They didn't.)

I kept my hand flat on her chest, my gaze locked with hers. I wouldn't let her look away. I wouldn't let her retreat into her thoughts. She had to face me. The heartbeat under my palm stuttered, then kicked into an even faster rhythm.

Then I saw the flash of anger. Her eyes narrowed, the soft brown hardening into a sharp, dark glint. She had been played. Deceived. A flush of color rose on her cheeks. Her body tensed, her lips pressing into a thin line. This was the moment of truth. The moment she would either push me away and call me a p…