The Strange Good Girl

Chapter Nine: Being Gentle

Lisa had already finished eating dinner and sat on her bed with her legs under the covers and had her laptop in front of her. Only her bedside lamp was on. She was in a loose fitting sleeveless nightshirt. She looked up to see Jason standing in the doorway eyeing her computer. "What, never seen a computer before?" He shook his head.

He sat on the other side of the bed next to her. She stared at the screen looking a bit frustrated. "What the hell? They want me to edit an erotica novel again?! Why do I always get stuck with the worst thing they can find?" She slammed the screen shut and set the laptop on the nightstand next to her.

He tilted his head to one side and looked at her. "Trust me you don't want to know." He tilted his head to the other side. As much as she knew where that conversation could possibly end, she didn't want it to happen like that. Yet deep down she knew that that wasn't what he had in mind at all. From what she had heard from the people in town and of what she knew herself, he often killed campers and counselors while they were having sex. She didn't want him to associate her with them, and she feared that if she tried anything sexual on him he'd kill her.

Jason stared at the girl's hand that was closest to him. He picked it up into his own without hesitation. "What is your obsession?" He lightly stroked the back of her hand then put one finger on the tip of her shoulder then ran it down the length of her arm stopping at her elbow. She shivered. "That tickles." She giggled. He flipped her hand in his so it was palm up. This time he ran his finger from the crease of her arm all the way to the tip of her middle finger. She jerked her arm away and rubbed it. "Ok I get it, you like to touch my skin."

He took her hand again and began tracing the lines of her palm. She felt so stupid that she wanted him the way she did. Everything he was doing was just innocent curiosity. He didn't have a clue as to the effect all this touching had on her. As his fingers trailed up her arm and to her neck she closed her eyes. She drew in a deep breath as he made his way up to her face, her other hand clenched into a fist when he traced the outer part of her ear. She fought to keep still fighting the urge to jump on top of him.

He ran his fingers back down her arm focusing on keeping his touch as light as possible. She was so smooth. He liked that she let him touch her without complaining. He stopped just before he got to her hand again noticing how stiff she sat. Did he do something wrong? He heard the girl take a few deep breaths. Her shoulders relaxed and she turned to him. "I'm fine." She said mostly to herself and leaned back on the headboard. The comforter didn't move with her and it revealed a few inches of her pale legs.

It automatically caught Jason's attention. Without thinking he pulled the covers back revealing the rest of her upper legs and her black underwear. He set his hand lightly above her knee and he slowly ran his hand up her leg. It was just as smooth as her arms yet softer than her face. Before he reached her upper thigh she grabbed his hand and threw it off.

"Ok..." She swallowed. "That's enough for tonight." She pulled the sheet back over her legs. He slumped his shoulders. "I'm sorry..." She felt a little bad but she knew that if he kept going she'd end up doing something he wasn't ready or prepared for. "But I'm tired and I need to get some sleep." He gave her a sad look. For a person in a mask with one good eye he sure was good at conveying his emotions when he wanted to.

"I'll tell you what, you turn around and when I tell you to, you can look." He nodded and faced the opposite direction.

She knew it would take her forever to fall asleep and she didn't want to go to bed leaving him disappointed. So she took her shirt and her bra off throwing them onto the floor. She pulled the comforter up over her waist and lay on her stomach leaving her back exposed for Jason to play with. "You can turn around now." She put her arms under her pillow and turned her head to face him. He slowly turned around. His eyes practically lit up with excitement. He scooted closer to her on the bed and began tracing her shoulder blades. His touch was now soothing to her and she closed her eyes.

Jason was enjoying himself. This girl willing let him touch the soft canvas that was her back. It felt as if she was wrapped in silk. When he went over certain spots on her back she would twitch and giggle. He kept going over one of the spots amused at her twitching. "Are you doing that on purpose?" She opened her eyes. He nodded. She glared at him and closed her eyes again. He ran his fingers over the bumps of her spine, and back up again.

Sleep began to take over under his light relaxing touch. She knew that she wouldn't be able to suppress her appetite for him too much longer. Eventually her will would break and she wouldn't be able to stop herself.

Beforesleep completely took her, she decided that she would have to ease him into it.Take step by step to get him to where he had unknowingly gotten her. She didn'tknow if she had the strength to hold back long enough, but if she could sheknew it would be well worth the wait.