Free Role Play by Susan Wright Page A

and raised it to his lips. He didn’t say anything, but he looked at me, and I felt his eyes pierce my heart. Desire and regret were in that look.
    I know exactly how you feel, I wanted to tell him.
    Looking deep into my eyes, he began to stroke my fingers. Gently at first, bringing the blood to the tips, then squeezing harder as he pulled on each one.
    Suddenly, I was flooded with emotion, with tears rising to burn my eyes. Just being touched, so deliberately, with such care, was overwhelming. I rarely felt any touch. I avoided intimacy because I was too busy, and because I had seen Lola get into so much drama with her male protectors over the years. I was more concerned with building walls to protect us, but she was more impulsive. And not very careful. Lola had had two abortions, one when she was sixteen. That wasn’t something I wanted for myself. So I waited for the perfect man to complete my perfect dream of the city.
    But my first boyfriend in New York turned out to be a player that I mistook for a real man. He manipulated me into thinking he really knew me, that he cared about me. But all he wanted was to beat the challenge I gave him, and convince me to go to bed with him. Our whirlwind affair didn’t last two months, before he was on to the next girl.
    It certainly taught me a lesson.
    But this man wasn’t asking for sex. Victor was touching me to make me feel good. And it felt so very, very good!
    I sighed, my eyelids growing heavy. But I never took my eyes off him. It felt like I was in his hands completely again, only this time he was holding me like a baby bird, cupping me in his palms as he took care of me.

 
     
    Chapter 6
     
     
    Victor
     
    I wanted to kiss her hand again, and trail my lips all the way up her lovely arm. But I had promised to use only my hands. But how tempting she was! I was leading this dance, but her shining eyes were drawing me in with her, exactly like last time.
    Her skin was so smooth and creamy. And those soft sounds she was making made me want to lose my mind.
    But I couldn’t let go like last time. I couldn’t believe she was letting me touch her after what I had frightened her. After she had seen the darkness in me.
    Yet she was softening under my hands, going limp and languid. Trusting me. I could feel it pouring off her as she gave herself over to me completely.
    My fingers stroked the curve of her shoulder, feeling the perfect arch and the curve at the base of her neck. She tensed again slightly, as I neared her throat, so I began to rub her shoulder, pressing one hand against the front of her should and the other on her shoulder blade until she relaxed in spite of herself.
    I was still touching only her left side—I had a reason for that.
    My fingers lightened, as I made swirls down along the top of her halter, under her arm and then back up again.
    This time I didn’t stop. I trailed my fingertip up her neck, feeling her sudden tremble. I continued up, gently forcing her head back, exposing her throat.
    Her breath caught, and she stiffened, like she was going to protest. But I trailed my finger back down along her halter, and then back up, soothing her once again.
    Then I stroked up with my whole palm, cupping her neck, feeling her fluttering pulse.
    Then up to her face. She let out her breath in a rush, as I ran a finger along her jaw and up to the hollow of her check. I barely brushed her lips, feeling them pucker slightly under my passing fingertip.
    I wanted to kiss her so badly, but I had to finish what I started. I traced the arch of her nose, and up her forehead into her hair. Massaging only one side of her head was impossible, but I concentrated on the left side. Her hair was so long it felt like a silk scarf in my hands, and was so light that it weighed nothing for its length.
    Her eyes were closed as she leaned back against the cushion, making little moans at how good it felt with my fingers rubbing her head.
    Finally, I honed in on her lips again and she