This was hot.

Ruth hadn’t read the Fifty Shades books or seen the movies that Sylvia and her friends had been going on and on about.

The whole idea had seemed absurd to her.

The romances she liked to read were sweet, and sometimes funny, and some of them had sex scenes that had caused her to blush, but she stayed away from anything that resembled those Fifty Shades books. Or worse.

Out of curiosity, she’d once downloaded a free book from the dark romance genre. The two chapters she’d read had given her nightmares for weeks.

What woman in her right mind wanted that?

It was crazy what some people found arousing. And yet, watching the scene on the screen unfolding, she was turned on.

It didn’t mean that she wanted to reenact it with Nick, though. She would die from embarrassment before suggesting such a thing. But she could watch and enjoy.

The professor sat next to his student and took her hand, kissing the back of it. “Tell me, Kimberly. Are you a virgin?”

“Yes, sir, I am. I'm a good girl.”

The professor tapped his finger on her pouty lips. “A good girl wouldn’t be sitting here on this leather couch, goading her teacher to give her what she needs. But that’s okay, sweetheart, naughty girls are my favorite.” He placed her palm over his bulging erection.

“Oh, professor, you’re so big.”

Nick chuckled. “Here comes the big schlong.”

Way to spoil the mood. Ruth slapped his thigh. “Stop it.”

“Sorry.”

The professor cupped the back of Kimberly’s head, holding her in place as he kissed her.

Ruth felt a pang of disappointment. After all that sleeve rolling, he wasn’t going to spank her?

“You’re such a sweet girl, Kim. I don’t feel right about taking your virginity.”

“Please, professor, I need you to. I can’t concentrate on anything else, and my grades are dropping.”

He leaned back. “Well, we can’t have that, can we? But first there is the issue of your late assignments and your lack of discipline. If after your punishment you still want to proceed, I will grant you your wish.”

“Thank you, professor.”

Ruth was giddy with excitement. There was going to be a spanking scene after all.

The professor tugged on the girl’s wrist and pulled her over his lap.

“Last chance to change your mind, Kimberly.”

The actress pushed her bottom up. “I want this.”

From under her lashes, Ruth glanced at Nick to see if he was getting as excited as she was. The scent of his arousal was strong, but that could’ve been her proximity and not what was going on in the movie.

He had a slight smirk on his face, and she wasn’t sure whether it was because he was embarrassed watching the scene or because he found it silly.

Probably the latter.

She’d better play it cool and not let him know how much this was arousing her.

Except, Nick was more attuned to her than she’d realized.

The hand he had on her thigh started a slow glide toward her heated center. When the tip of his finger touched her soaked panties, Nick sucked in a breath. A moment later he pushed the gusset aside and brushed his finger over her wet folds.

With a moan, Ruth let her head fall back on his arm and closed her eyes.

As Nick leaned and took her lips in a ravenous kiss, his finger slid inside her wet sheath. Thrusting his tongue into her mouth, he penetrated her with another finger.

Over the sound of her own throaty moans, Ruth heard the unmistakable slap and opened her eyes, but it was hard to see with Nick’s head blocking the way.

A dilemma. Should she cut the kiss short to watch the hot scene? Or should she forget the movie and concentrate on the sensations bombarding her body?

Could she do both?

Nick let go of her mouth and glanced at the screen. “I see that you want to watch, baby.” He gave her a slight push and helped her lie down on the couch. “You can keep on watching while I get busy doing other things.” He pulled her panties down.

“Okay,” she whispered.

As Ruth tilted her head to look, her breath left her in a whoosh.

Fates, why did she find the scene so erotic?

The girl’s white panties were down around her thighs, and her round bottom was on full display, getting smacked by the professor’s big hand.

The girl was wiggling all over, but not because she was trying to get away. He was caressing her perfectly shaped bottom more than he was smacking it, and when he did it was very lightly.

It was a game, not a punishment, and it was hot.

While she watched, Nick pulled down her skirt, leaving her bottom half bare, and then pushed her shirt and bra up instead of bothering with the clasp.

For some reason, being exposed like that was more erotic than being completely naked. It was naughty and lewd and it made her feel sexy.

“God, you’re beautiful.” He leaned down and took one nipple between his lips, sucking on it gently while thumbing the other.

As she kept watching, Nick put his hands on her knees and parted them, then dipped his head between them.

Tensing for a moment, Ruth wasn’t sure whether she was ready for that, but when Nick delivered a soft kiss to her lower lips, she was a goner. He could do whatever he pleased with her.

Except, Nick wasn’t the kind of guy who took anything for granted. Lifting his head, he looked at her and waited until she nodded.

“Thank you,” he mouthed, then grinned and licked his lips before lowering his head between her spread thighs again.

Feeling loved and cared for, she put a hand on his head and caressed him. “I love you, Nicki.”

He looked up. “Keep watching, baby. I want you to come all over my tongue.”

A week ago she would’ve felt scandalized by his words, now they only aroused her more.

Nick was turning her into a wanton woman.

Or was it her doing?

It seemed that all she’d needed to release her inner wantonness was to feel safe and loved.