The tips of fingers trailed along her skin and her body trembled against the ticklish run of his touch. She stood with her back turned to him and they were alone in the room. She finally understood why Mary was acting strange and in a hurry to run off to the garden. Eric must have sent her away for the sake of privacy.
She can't see what he was doing but she can feel him move behind her, without ever touching her. He guided her down on her bed and she followed obediently, clad in only her underwear.
