she jumped at the hand on her shoulder.

"there you are, dear," a voice said gently.

she turned to see a tall man, one she'd never met before.

"i... i think you have me confused with someone else," she said quickly.

he softly chuckled, only getting closer, his hand running down her back. "no, i meant you. such a silly girl..."

her pulse was racing, her body stiff with nervousness. "i really don't know you. who are you?"

"of course you know me, sweetheart," he murmured. "we're dating, aren't we?"

before she could say anything, he pulled her into a kiss.

she should have tried to get away, or at least made it clearer she was uncomfortable, in case someone else saw and could step in.

but she felt trapped. frozen.

"i really don't-"

"shh," he whispered. "it's alright... i've got you... just relax..."

his words and caresses were sort of nice and relaxing, somehow, even though she didn't want them to be, and they only made the situation more confusing. he was being so affectionate, as if they really were together, as if he really was in love with her.

he planted another kiss on her lips, a soft, gentle one that made her melt a little, despite everything. "i know," he said softly, his lips still close to hers. "i know you get nervous, dear..."

there was something so hypnotic about his voice, the more she heard him speak. it was like everything was slowing down. her body was letting go, which was a huge relief after all of the tension and fear from a moment ago, even though the thing she was afraid of was still right there.

"that's why you need me to help you," he continued, in a sweet voice. "you felt so lost without me, didn't you? oh, it's alright..."

he ran a hand through her hair, staring right into her eyes. she couldn't help but stare back.

"i just..." her voice was quiet. "i don't understand... i just..."

"you can just let me take care of you, sweetheart... i know things can be so overwhelming and confusing for you... it's alright..."

the heat was rushing through her face. anyone who saw them must have just thought they were together.

she didn't know why she was giving in so easily, why she almost felt like she should just listen to him and accept it. she didn't know him.

"oh, are you feeling warm?" he asked. "why don't we go get some ice cream together? how does that sound?"

she had no idea how to respond. she just nodded. "that... that sounds good," she replied, too overwhelmed to think about it.

"good," he cooed, in a voice that crawled down her spine. "that's my good girl..."

he guided her along, with his arm around her.

"i love you," he murmured to her, as they walked. "you love me, too, don't you?"

it was hard to think. she didn't say anything.

"it's alright. just nod for me," he said quietly. "you love me, don't you?"

she nodded, a strange fuzziness coming over her as she did.

"that's it," he cooed again. "such a sweet girl. can you say it for me, now? you don't have to be loud, dear. just loud enough for me to hear, alright?"

"i..." her heart pounded. it felt like even her vision was pulsing. "i love you," she mumbled.

he kissed her head. "very good."

it felt like it was becoming true. she leaned into his touch without thinking.

"there you go. that's right..." he held her a bit closer, rubbing her arm with his thumb.

he paid for the ice cream, even telling the cashier her order for her. she was perfectly capable of ordering for herself, but she felt small next to him. it felt hard to speak up.

they sat at a booth, her sitting next to the wall, and him sitting beside her, as if he was trapping her in the seat. he was so close, and looked so intently at her as she licked the ice cream.

"you don't have to feel self conscious," he assured her. "you just look so cute like that. is it good?"

"it's good," she said quietly.

"that's good. you know how i like to spoil you."

he ordered a smaller ice cream, so he finished before she did, sitting close to her, and rubbing her back affectionately.

his other hand crept up her thigh, not quite going up her skirt, just caressing the exposed skin right below it.

she froze up again.

"shh," he whispered. "just enjoy your treat, sweetheart. it's alright."

the hand on her back started to wrap around her, approaching her chest.

"what are you..." her voice was so quiet, she wasn't sure if he could even really hear it.

"there aren't very many people here, and we're in a place that's a little out of the way," he murmured into her ear. "it's alright if i just touch you a bit. you can just relax... just relax and enjoy it..."

his hand was sliding up her skirt. she couldn't stop herself from twitching and squirming slightly.

"it's alright." his voice was so delicate and soft. "you're alright. just relax for me..."

his voice was like a heavy blanket wrapping around her mind and body... for some reason, she was starting to relax, even as he rubbed the sensitive skin on her inner thigh.

"i love you," he whispered, kissing her ear. "you love me, too, don't you?"

"i love you," she whispered, feeling a weird wave of pleasure washing over her as she said it.

"good girl." his finger just barely brushed against her panties. "mm, you're wet... such a silly girl, squirming away from me earlier, when you really needed this... but it's alright. i'll take care of you..."

he was still only barely touching her, rubbing her underwear with slow, hypnotic strokes, while he continued murmuring in her ear. his other hand rested on her chest, over her clothes. she couldn't feel much through her shirt and bra, but the possessiveness of his touches was still overwhelming.

even when she finished her ice cream, he continued, his touches gradually becoming more stimulating. he slipped his hand under her shirt, under her bra, gently massaging her breast.

"just hold still and be quiet, dear," he purred. "no one will notice... and it feels good, doesn't it?"

she nodded. she felt like she was getting weaker to him.

his hand went into her underwear, his finger curling inside her body, rubbing and massaging. she could hear her own wetness. her body just let him in, even as he pushed in another finger.

"such a good girl for me," he cooed. "i love you... you know i love you so much..."

"i love you," she whispered.

"that's right... now you understand... you aren't confused anymore, are you?"

his fingers were pumping in and out of her at a steady pace.

"i'm not," she said breathily. "i'm yours..."

"oh, that's right... that's my smart girl..." he kissed her ear again, softly licking the lobe. "just let me make you cum, sweetheart... you've been so good... i want to show you just how much i love you..."

she was close already, trembling as he snuggled up to her, planting kisses along her skin, until he reached her lips.

"look into my eyes..."

she did, seeing how lovingly he looked at her.

"that's it..." he murmured. "i love you."

"i love you," she responded automatically.

he kissed her again, increasing the pace of his fingers. "i love you," he whispered against her lips.

"i-i love you," she responded shakily.

"that's it. just look at me... look at me as you cum..."

"i'm close, i... i love you," she whispered. "i love you..."

"that's right, dear... show me you're mine..."

everything felt warm and fuzzy. "i really love you," she whispered desperately. "i... i really..."

it was too much at once. she was already orgasming, squeezing down on his fingers as she stared into his eyes, seeing and feeling and hearing his warm, comforting affection as love and pleasure overwhelmed her entire body.

he removed his fingers, taking his hand off of her chest, just holding her and comforting her as she came down from the orgasm. somehow, her mind still didn't clear up, only falling deeper into the warm haze. it really did feel right. she really did want to be close to him.

she really was his now.