IT'S JUST A TOUCH

JASSICA POV
"Masha". I heard his croaked voice called and I paused. "Come in". He ordered and I felt my skin raise in reaction of the jolted shiver than ran down to my spine.
I couldn't leave, if I leave now I might end up leading the poor woman into trouble, I had to think of that before I slowly opened the door and went in.
I made sure I didn't make a sound because I won't want him to recognize my voice, no way. My head was bowed, facing the ground, monitoring my steps as I made a move to the bed.
I cleared my throat, trying to form a fake voice before I speak,"My Lord". I said with a voice that he couldn't recognize as mine.
Rude! He didn't respond.
I sat at the edge of the bed and stretched my hands to reach for his muscles. The moment my hand came in contact with his arm, I felt my body erupted. I could tell he might feel same because it was electrifying.
Why do I feel this way always whenever I am around him or even when I touch him or he touches me. I know this isn't the first time but it happens numerous of times and I am getting fed up of it. Seems I will have to keep my distance from him otherwise, I won't have control of myself again.
I took my hands off him and use my eyes to scan around his arm, searching for the cut that I have afflicted on him earlier but I couldn't find it, not even a bruise. But I am sure it was in this arm, the left one.
"What are you waiting for Masha!". I heard him muffle a groan and I quickly applied the black jelly in my left palm.
I rub my hands together and the jelly spread evenly in both palms. I knelt down on the bed so I could have a perfect view of his back.
I placed my two hands flatten on his back and began moving my hands slowly. I moved my hands upward on both side of his spine all the way to his shoulder.
His skin was thick and strong. I haven't felt anything like this before or maybe it's because I haven't touched a man before in my life. But how could it be ever possible that a man's skin would be as thick and strong as that of an animal.
"I should focus". I soliloquize as my gaze went down to his back
I made a circular motion as I move my hands upward, I press a bit more firmly with my thumbs as I made circles.
I gently made long stroke as I caress his both arm.
If you're wondering how I'm always good at this, I actually learnt from my mother. I'd watch my mother massage my dad's leg whenever he came back from work or either trainings.
I heard him silently stifled a moan which shows that he was enjoying it.
This fool is really enjoying it, I think I should stop.
I massaged his arm lightly and stroked it for some second, with less pressure before I retreat my hands.
I was done with the massage. I observed his back and saw how it was covered with the jelly I had rubbed all over. I smiled in satisfaction before I grabbed the jelly plate and stood up to leave.
I took another step to leave and that's when I felt a strong hand wrapped around my wrist.
I paused, it was as if it pulled be back and made my body numb as I couldn't move.
I jolted my breath as the plate slipped out from my hand and dropped to the floor.
My heart skipped, it was beating rapidly than normal.
Tingles erupted in my body as I could feel goosebump all over my stomach.
It's just a touch, why I'm I reacting this way.
I heard the creaking sound of the bed and I could tell he had adjusted his sleeping position.
I heard footsteps creeping towards me. It stops and that's when I felt something manly standing behind me, I could feel he was standing behind my back.
I waited for the worst that could happen. "Oh goddess please don't let him notice me". I silently prayed in my heart.
Masha would be in deep trouble all because of me, if he discovered I'm Jessica and not Masha.
The next thing I felt was a warm breath that tickled my skin of my neck.
I held my breath, I could feel my whole body shivering and my palms became sweaty all of a sudden.
I could feel his nose, caressing nose and the humming sound of his voice as he sniff in my scent.
My breath quickened, I am dead. He knows my scent, he knows I'm not Masha.
I was expecting him to growl at me but instead I felt his hand brush through the skin of my back. My heart beat increased it's pace, it was a changed feeling. I could feel my arosal, heating in-between my thighs.
"It's just a touch Jessica don't drool, it's just a touch". I closed my eyes as I tried to stand strong.
I couldn't move my body, I feel like I desire him more.
I stifle a gasp out of mouth when I felt his two fingers on the hand of my dress, pulling it down while his other reaching for the zip of my dress.
His hard chest, lean on my back and I could feel something hard hammering against my waistline.
I would admit, his touch is made me wanting more and his scent was sending deep emotion into my heart. I needed him to touch me more.
I closed my eyes and arched my neck backward, giving him full entrance to claim me as his.
The zip of my gown was forced opened as he now has full access of my skin.
The cold breeze that hit the back of my skin sent strong waves of sensation across my spine. This was something I haven't felt for a life time.
I cheek flushed due to the heat in-between my thighs and the sensational reaction in my body.
Electrifying spark burst all over my body when he suddenly moved his hands downward, following the path inwhich leads down to my buttom while his other hand caress my left arm and pulled him closer to against himself.
I chest heaved up and down, it has suddenly become heavy for me to carry.
But what if It wasn't me, was it thing he was going to do to her?. This isn't right.
I tired to withdrew from him but it seems like I was been trapped in my own body, it was numb and couldn't move. What has he done to me.
His fingers tickled my body as it ran down to cleavage and lightly flatten his grope across it.
I could feel the liquid in-between my legs, fighting to trickle out but clench my legs to hold it back in.
I closed my eyes tightly, tightly not to meet his gaze.
Why couldn't he notice I was the one standing in front of him and not Masha. I don't have a problem with him touching me because I knew my body desire his touch but now he sees me as Masha and not Jessica, it made me jealous.
Why should I be jealous? It's none of my business I don't love him. His not mine, I rejected him.
I kept ranting this statement in my head while I enjoyed his every touch in my body.