Kidnapped

Suddenly I felt his hands slowly rubbing up and down my arms. I froze. Oh my God. His fingertips lightly teased my skin and I realized I was shivering.

Shit. I could feel my heartbeat. Even hear it.
Nobody's ever touched me like this.

"Do you like this? Is this okay?" He asked, massaging my shoulders. I could tell from his voice that he was young. I tried to answer but when I opened my mouth, I only let out a small moan.

"Fuuck," he groaned, and took his hands away.

"I'll only touch you if you want me to, okay?" He said softly.

I sat there quietly with my eyes closed, wishing his hands were still on me. I could hear him breathing.

"So....what do you want?" he asked after a minute.

"Please." I begged.

"Do you want me to stop? Of course, I'm so sorry. Oh my God, I'm sorry." He said apologetically.

"No! Don't stop." I sat silently, fighting for the courage to speak. "Please touch me." I whispered.

He was silent for a moment and replied, "Do you really want me to?"

"Yes."

"Are you sure? But I shouldn't have. And--"

I cut him off. "Please. I'm begging you."

He didn't reply, but after a few seconds, I felt his hands move down to my legs agonizingly slowly and he pulled my dress up over my waist, revealing my bare thighs.

I could feel his eyes on me as his fingers slid up my legs toward my underwear. My breathing hitched and I closed my eyes.

Fuck.