“You’ll see soon enough.”
“So you’re single?” I said and Scott stilled at me words. I could feel my stomach dropping at the silence that fell in the room as we stood there.
“What sort of question is that?” he said finally.
“I’m just trying to make sure that we’re both single here,” I said quietly, my heart racing.
“I would certainly hope we’re both single,” he said as he squeezed my butt, his fingers cupping my butt cheeks as he moved in closer to me. I could feel his cock hanging and brushing against my stomach.
“I just want to make sure,” I said. I wanted to ask him who Helen was. I wanted to ask him so badly, but didn’t want him to ask how I knew about Helen in the first place.
“Step out of the bathtub,” he growled, and I felt him step back from me.
“What?” His abrupt movement left my body cold.
“Out,” he said, and he got out of the bathtub. I followed after him, wondering what was going on. “Lean forward like you were before.” He said as he pushed me forward. “Hold on to the side of the tub.”
“Shouldn’t I dry off first?”
“No,” he said and I felt him coming up behind me. I felt the tip of his cock rubbing against my clit and I moaned.
“Scott?” I said as I wiggled against him.
“Shh,” he said and he stepped back, his cock falling from between my legs. “No questions,” he said and I felt his hand slapping my ass lightly.
“Why not?” I squeaked out.
“That was another question,” he said, slapping my ass again. This time it was a little hard and I could feel a light sting.
“You really like this slapping thing now, huh?”
“And another,” he said and slapped again. This time it was a little harder and I felt his fingers slip between my legs as he pulled his hand away.
“Okay, James,” I moaned as I felt myself growing even wetter than before.
“It’s Scott,” he said as he rubbed his palms across my butt cheeks. “You might think this is some sort of role play, where I’m James Spader and you’re Maggie Gyllenhaal from Secretary, but this is no role play.”
“I don’t remember him spanking her in a dark bathroom, so I never thought that,” I said softly.
“You’re just like her, though, aren’t you? You want this badly.” He growled as he pulled my ass back and pushed his hard cock between my legs. “You get off on me touching you in the dark, spanking you, rubbing you, fucking you.”
“You haven’t done much yet,” I groaned, waiting in sweet anticipation as I felt the tip of his cock next to my entrance. “You’re just a tease.”
“I’ll show you a tease,” he grunted, and I felt him sliding inside of me. I felt my hands going weak as I leaned into the bathtub and I could hear myself crying out as his cock moved faster in and out of me. “I’m not a tease now, am I?”
“No,” I moaned as my eyes flittered in my head. “Not at all.” I was breathing heavily now as he pummeled into me, deeper and deeper. I felt like I was going to faint as he took me from behind. And then I felt his right hand slipping in front and rubbing me fast in time with his cock and I found myself screaming out.
“Oh, shit,” he groaned as he pulled out of me.
“What’s going on?” I almost started crying as I felt his withdrawal. “Scott…” I said, my voice as hazy as my eyesight.
“No rubber.” He groaned. “Lean forward.”
“But…”
“Shh,” he said again and he fell to his knees. “It’s my bad.” He spread my legs and I felt his face coming up between my legs.
“Oh my,” I squealed as he started licking me. I couldn’t believe how intense the feeling was as he licked me. “Oh, Scott!” I screamed as his tongue entered me and finished the job his cock had started. I didn’t last very long as his tongue got to work, and I found myself coming within seconds of his tongue sliding in and out of me. I felt myself falling forward after I orgasmed, and he grabbed me up and pulled me into his arms.
“Now to the bedroom,” he grunted as he held me next to him. “My turn.”
“We could have just gone to the bedroom right away,” I mumbled as we walked along the corridor.
“I wanted you to come in there first.” He smiled, his eyes glittering down at me. “As a reward.”
“Reward for what?”
“For being so brave as to greet me in a bath towel.”
“Oh.” I blushed.
“But now it’s your turn to show me just what you’ve got.”
“Is it now?”
“Yes.” He grinned.
“Is it my turn to spank you as well?” I teased him.
“If you want to. If spanking turns you on as much as being spanked.”
“It doesn’t turn me on,” I lied. “Well, it’s not the only thing that turns me on. And I didn’t even know until today, really.”
“That’s okay. I didn’t know that I would like spanking until today either.”
“So why did you do it?”
“I figured they enjoyed it in the movie.” He paused. “And I’ll admit it, it turned me on in the movie. I figured I would see what it was all about.”
“Yeah.” I swallowed. “I thought it was pretty kinky in the movie too.”