I felt a pair of strong arms wrap around my waist as I stepped away from the shower and started to pull my shirt over my head. Before I could utter a word of protest one of the arms snaked around me was pressed against my mouth, “Don’t move,” a male voice demanded as I tried to tug at his arms. I fell limp in his hold, scared that my attacker might hurt me if I struggled too much.

     “If I take my hand off your mouth are you going to scream?” the rough voice whispered in my ear. I shook my head slowly in reply, I’d always been taught to give these guys whatever they wanted in hopes of being let go alive. “Alright, you try anything and it won’t be pretty. Understand?”

     I nodded my head to this question and tried not to squirm as he began to tug at my jeans. After he had successfully gotten my pants down around my ankles the intruder finished removing my shirt and unhooked my bra. I heard myself gasp at this action, having only just realized what this monster had in mind for me.

     “Hey, I thought I told you no noise!” he growled at me, shaking me roughly.

     “Actually, you said no screaming.”

     Another rough shake, “I didn’t ask for sarcasm.”

     It was this statement that made me realize who was holding me; he had forgotten to disguise his voice, “Brian?”

     “Damn it!”

     I laughed at his sigh of frustration, “If it helps, you were very convincing.” I turned to plant a kiss on his check but couldn’t because a ski mask covered everything but his eyes and mouth. I tugged at the black fabric covering his beautiful face and threw it on the ground next to my discarded clothes. I started to unbutton his shirt, letting my fingers drag down his exposed chest slowly. Brian shrugged his shirt off as soon as it was completely undone and I let my fingers trace the scar that marred his gorgeous body. He shuddered as I did this; Brian was always sensitive of his scar, when I really wanted to mess with him I touched the spot where’d had his appendix removed. As if he had read my thoughts Brian grabbed my left hand which was sneaking its way toward his side, “Don’t even think about it.”

     “Yeah, you like it?” Brian asked as I undid the buckle of his belt and pulled it through the loops of his pants. I nodded while my fingers slowly pushed his pants button through its hole. Before I could unzip them Brian grabbed my hand and pulled it back, “I thought I was the one in charge, not you. The victim doesn’t get to decide what happens.”

     “Well you’re taking too damn long!” I yelled as he pinned me up against the wall.

     He whined a little as he pushed his pants down and tossed them over to the rest of our clothes that were piled near the tub, “But I wanted foreplay. And by the way, if you scream any louder Nick is going to hear everything; these hotel walls are paper thin.”

     “Fine,” I grumbled as I watched Brian pull his boxers down before he reached for my panties. He hooked his fingers inside them and slowly began to pull them down my legs, “Damn it Brian, hurry up.”

     Brian let out another frustrated sigh and threw my underwear against the wall in annoyance, “I could put it all back on ya know. I could get dressed and go hang with Nick.”             

     I whimpered a little at this suggestion and pulled him back toward me. With his body flush against mine I could feel his hard on rub against my leg; I kissed him hungrily as he ran his fingers through my hair and kissed me back equally aggressive.

     “You’re no good at lying,” I assured him as he tugged me towards the bathroom door and the hotel bed. He gave me a look that clearly said he wasn’t amused and pulled me down on top of him.

     “Who said I was lying?” he cocked an eyebrow at me and gave a small smirk. “Babe, do you realize what we’re doing right now? I mean come on, we’re laying in a bed naked.”

     “Alright, so I was lying!” Brian ran his fingers through his hair, “Who could pass up a beautiful thing like you? Besides, Nicky’s got his girlfriend out and we were all given explicit orders not to disturb them. So we don’t need to worry about him hearing us, he’ll be making enough noise of his own.”

     Another kiss was laid on my lips but I quickly pushed him away, “Oh so you were going to go over to Nick’s room? I’m the second option?”

     “Jen, come on!” he pulled me close and nibbled on my ear, “I’ll have you know I’ve been planning that whole attacker thing for weeks and I’ve been dying to try it out.”

     I let out a frustrated sigh, “Fine! But this better be good!”

     Brian chuckled a little as he got up and reached for something in his bag, “Oh it will be…”

     I heard him rummaging around for a few minutes before he reappeared holding a small plastic Wal Mart bag, his face filled with nothing but mischief.

     “What the hell Brian? What else could you possibly have?” I’m more than a little freaked out now, it’s obvious that he has in fact been planning this for quite some time.

     “Oh just some stuff I had AJ pick up for us,” he started to pull things out of the bag, “Blindfold, which is now completely useless.” The blindfold was thrown across the room and he reached back into the bag, “Chocolate sauce.”

     I gave him a weird look, “Brian what the fuck does chocolate sauce have to do with being attacked by someone?”

     “How the fuck did this happen?” I laughed as Brian struggled against the handcuffs that he had intended to use on me. He began to squirm even more when I reached for the chocolate sauce, “Don’t you dare, that shit’s all sticky!”

     “You were gonna use it on me. Besides, the victim doesn’t get to control the situation sweetheart.” I love making him uncomfortable. Not that it’s very easy to do, people may see Brian as the sweet innocent church boy but I know better. The man’s a freak, especially in the bedroom.

     “Ya know I’m really starting to hate this game. And I regret asking AJ to buy all that shit for me.”

     “Babe, stop complaining. It was your idea. Besides once I cover you with chocolate I get to lick it off of you.” I licked my lips after and watched Brian shudder in anticipation. I knew he’d like that.

     He strained once more against the cuffs, “Never mind, I like this game. Now what are you waiting for?”

     “Uh huh, you like it now. Now that you know it involves licking, you freak. But ya know I could just go hang out the girls.” I turned his joke from earlier against him causing him to whine, “You’re being such a little cock tease right now. You know that right?” I just smirked at Brian, allowing a little of the sauce to drip onto his chest. The chocolate landed on his scar and my grin widened, this was going to be fun.  Brian looked down and groaned, “Shit.”

     “What’s wrong Brian? Don’t you want me to lick it off?”

     “Not there I don’t.”

     “Now who’s being the tease? I wasn’t kidding earlier ya know. I can go hang out with Leigh and Rochelle.”

     “Ya can, but we both know you won’t.” He was giving me that stupid little know it all grin and I knew he’d beaten me.  I let out a sigh and collapsed on the bed next to him. We stayed quiet for a few minutes before Brian began nudging me, “Jen? Come on, it’s sticky!”

     He was squirming again, “I thought you didn’t want me to? You said not there, remember?” I reached over for the bottle on the bedside table and poured more on his chest and some on his abs.

     “Damn it Jennifer! Quit messing around!” I gave Brian an evil glare before leaning over and slowly licking the chocolate. I took special care to leave the spot on his scar, knowing that it would take more effort and licking to remove it the longer I let it sit. As I was leaving a moist stripe down Brian’s torso he started to laugh uncontrollably, “This is supposed to sexy Littrell, not funny!”

     “Sorry but it tickles. I swear baby it is sexy but it tickles like hell too.”

     I gave him a slight scowl but continued to remove the sauce nonetheless. When I reached his scar however I paused and looked up at Brian, “Can I?” He looked down at me and gave a slight nod. As soon as my tongue touched the sensitive area where he’d had surgery Brian let out a loud yelp; I stopped once again and gave him a tentative look, unsure if he wanted me to continue. This time the nod wasn’t quite as willing and very curt. I didn’t want to keep going if he didn’t want to, “You sure?” Brian just glared at me so I leaned back down and roughly licked his chest, trying to get as much of the chocolate in one try as possible. He let out an actual scream this time and before I knew what was happening the hotel door flew open and there was Howie holding his son James.

     “Howie, what the hell!?” I screamed as I reached for the sheets to cover up with. Brian however couldn’t exactly grab for anything so I threw part of the sheet over his manhood as well. 

     As I was busy covering myself and my boyfriend I could hear Howie sputtering incoherently while James cooed happily. I also heard another person approach and knew it was Leigh when I heard her gasp and take her son from Howie.

     After a few of the most awkward moments of my life I looked at Howie with annoyance, “I’d expect a rude interruption like that from Kevin or Nick but not you. What the fuck man?” Howie just stood there like he had been since he’d burst into the room with a shocked expression on his face; thankfully Leigh had had sense enough to close the hallway door.

     “I should be asking you the same thing. I hear Brian screaming from in the hall and walk in to find him handcuffed to a bed.” Howie exclaimed as the door yet again burst open.

     This time it was AJ who stood in the doorway, “So I did hear the words handcuffed to a bed. Bri I thought this was gonna end up the other way ‘round man. But hey, whatever turns ya on. You two are some freaks. Come on Howie lets leave these two alone.”

     As they left the room I could hear AJ saying something to Howie, “I told ya the man was a freak D. Pay up.” Howie grumbled something in return that I couldn’t quite make out. I laughed at this exchange knowing full well that Alex had made the bet after Brian had asked him to purchase the items; sneaky little prick. I looked down at Brian and saw him once again straining against the metal cuffs; I reached over for the key and released him from the restraints. As soon as he was free Brian jumped off of the bed and ran to the bathroom. He shut the door behind him and I could hear panting from within. Little freak, I think he’s turned on by the fact that we just got caught!   

  “Need any help in there Bri?” I called out to him as I too made my way to the bathroom door. Before I could finish my question the bathroom door swung open and I walked in. This was turning into one hell of a night.