“No,” he says adamantly, “up here.” I still, realizing what he actually wants me to do. “I don’t know. I haven’t—um, I don’t think that’s a good idea.” “Chloe, please. Don’t make me beg,” he says, but I still hesitate. Of course I want to…but so much of this is still new. I’m not delicate, or light, or— “Sit on my face. Now.”
