Sean tried to act cool and collected throughout the rest of dinner, but he couldn’t wait to get Rachel home and naked.

She’d shocked him when he discovered that she’d slipped her underwear in his pocket. He loved that she was so bold. Most college girls were timid, or if they weren’t, they were afraid to show their real selves in fear of being judged. But Rachel just did what she wanted.

It was fucking sexy as hell.

The fact that she’d let him finger her in a crowded restaurant? Well, that made her the most desirable woman on campus, if not the world.

And, right now, she was his.

Sean paid the bill while Rachel squirmed in her seat. He knew he’d left her wanting, but he remembered the way she’d come in his room. She had been loud and hadn’t held back. He hadn’t wanted her to be embarrassed if others gawked at her. Plus, he was selfish. He wanted her orgasms all to himself. Also, a little anticipation never hurt anyone.

He adjusted his hard-on in his pants before he stood. Then, he helped Rachel put on her coat before he put on his own.

Once in his car, neither of them said much, so Sean felt the need to clear something up. “Rachel?”

She looked over at him. “Yeah?”

He looked away from the road to meet her eyes. “You’re coming back to my place. We’re going to finish what we started at dinner.”

She didn’t respond, so he put his hand on her leg and pushed her skirt up until he reached the top of the nylons. He played with the straps that connected them to her garter belt. “I think I’m going to have to keep these on you while I fuck you with my mouth. I want to feel them as you squeeze my head when you come all over my face.”

“You think very highly of yourself,” she tried to say with an air of indifference, but he heard her voice catch.

He trailed his fingers higher until he reached the outside of her pussy lips. She was wet, and he wanted to be home. Now. He played around for a second before making a beeline for her clit.

Rachel practically jumped off her seat. Thankfully, her seat belt kept her in place as Sean rubbed her engorged nub.

“Nah,” he finally answered her question. “The thing about life is, you need to know what you’re good at and what you’re not. And, sweetheart, I already know I’m good at making you come.”

When they reached Sean’s house, Rachel was ready to vault from the car and run to the door. Too bad she could hardly walk.

The ache between her legs was at a ten. Her clit was swollen, and her pussy was so wet that she could feel it on her legs, thanks to Sean holding her underwear in his pocket. Sean wouldn’t let her come in the car. He’d kept playing with her, bringing her close and then backing off before she could actually explode.

Sean came around to her side and opened her door. Such a gentleman. She stared at his fingers as he closed the passenger door. His fingers that had been between her legs. He was a kinky gentleman.

“Why the smile?” he asked her.

“Just thinking about you.”

He pulled her close. “Good,” he said and kissed her.

About the time she was ready to hump his leg outside in his driveway, he released her.

“Let’s go inside.” He put his hand on her back and led her around to the side door.

They entered the kitchen, and Sean went directly to the fridge. He grabbed a bottle of water, leaned against the counter, and drank the whole thing in one long drink. When he was finished, he took a deep breath and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. “Sorry. I need to hydrate before we get started. Do you want anything?”

Yeah. An orgasm. “Fuck no,” she answered.

Sean laughed, but she was serious. She wanted to get this particular party started.

His expression changed when she didn’t laugh, too. He screwed the cap onto the water bottle and threw it toward the garbage in the corner, making it in the basket. “Okay.” He pushed himself away from the counter and took a step toward her. “Go to my room. Take off all your clothes. Lie on the bed, and wait for me.”

She nodded with a smile and turned to do as he’d said.

He grabbed her hand before she got too far, and she looked at him over her shoulder.

“I almost forgot. Leave the nylons and garter belt on.” He let go of her hand and swatted her on the ass.

She noticed that he sure liked doing that to her. She chuckled. She liked it, too.

As she walked down the hall to his bedroom, she couldn’t help but feel sexy and desirable. When she reached his room, she saw the same lamp was on that had been on the night of the party. She closed the door behind her and began to strip.

She kicked her shoes into the corner and pulled her dress over her head. She looked around, trying to figure out where to set it. She folded it up and decided to put it on his dresser. She’d already removed her underwear at the restaurant, so now, she was left in her nylons and garter belt.

She turned toward the bed, taking her to her next big decision. What to do now while she waited. Stand here? Lie on the bed? On top? Under the covers?

She’d just put one knee on the bed with the intention to crawl to the middle when she heard the door open.

She started to put her leg down and turn around when she heard Sean groan.

“Do not move.”

Rachel wiggled her ass a little in response.

Sean groaned again.

The door closed, and she heard him approach. His clothed body pressed up against her mostly naked one, and there was no mistaking the bulge in his pants. She reached around and squeezed him as he rubbed his hands down her body.

He moved her hair off her shoulder and kissed her nape. It started with light pecks but soon turned into hot, slick open-mouthed kisses.

Now, it was her turn to groan.

Sean grabbed her hair and gently pulled her head back against him as he continued to suck and lick her. Rachel’s neck was definitely one of her biggest erogenous zones, and she was burning up inside.

He slipped his fingers between her legs and played with her wet folds. “Damn. Love how wet you are.” He stepped back and gave her a small push forward. “Get up on the bed on your hands and knees.”

Rachel did as he’d said and made sure to open her legs nice and wide to give Sean a great view.

She looked over her shoulder, and Sean licked his lips with a smile.

He lifted his chin. “Further, babe.”

She crawled forward until she was just past the middle of the bed. She looked down between her legs to watch as Sean lay down on the bed on his back and scooted up until his head was underneath her. He gripped her hips in his hands and lowered her pelvis until her pussy hit his lips.

His mouth was scorching, and his tongue licked every inch of her vagina, except the part where she really wanted him. He repeatedly bypassed her clit until she was seconds away from letting her knees go and rubbing her pussy against his face until she finally came.

But he must have sensed that she was on the verge of taking matters under her own control because he lightly flicked his tongue over her swollen bud. That was all it took for Rachel to combust. She clenched her fists in the comforter underneath her and howled out a noise that sounded more like a wounded animal than a woman coming. She didn’t care though because the orgasm was that good.

Sean clutched her hips in his hands to keep her from falling on him, probably smothering him with her body. When she began to feel like herself again rather than a big blast of molecules floating in the sky, Sean lowered her pelvis. This time, instead of teasing her, he went straight for the bull’s-eye.

She made a halfhearted attempt to pull away because she was super sensitive but gave in as sensitivity turned into pleasure. She let Sean try to coax her toward another climax because it felt good, not because she would get off again. She’d tried to have multiple orgasms with her ex-boyfriend and on her own but to no avail.

So, when white-hot flashes of desire coursed over and through her body, Rachel cried out in surprise as much as pleasure. There was no way her legs were going to hold her up much longer, and she used her few functioning brain cells to roll away from Sean and collapse on the bed.

He crawled up beside her and looked down at her face.

“I didn’t know I could do that.”

The corner of his mouth turned up. “Do what?”

“Come. Twice.”

Sean brought his face close to hers until their mouths were practically touching. “Why don’t we see if we can make it three times?”

Rachel’s eyes grew wide with doubt, but then he kissed her as he cupped her breast and thumbed her nipple. By the time he slipped his fingers between her wet folds again, she was more than eager to let him try.