From The Theater To The Bedroom

"Shh! You're being too loud."

What were we even watching? I have no idea. It could've been a horror movie. It could've been a rom-com. Rhea paid for the tickets, but neither of us was watching the movie.

"Is this…is this why? Oh, God!"

Her body was wrapped around mine. Her pretty face was flushed. Her breathing was erratic.

"Is what why Rhea? You need to be clearer."

There was no one in the theater with us. We had the place all to ourselves. That was just the way life was now. Not too many people were going out to see movies in the middle of the day. I assume that Rhea's choice of a movie (whatever it was) also played a role in the lack of other movie-goers.

Her pleated skirt had slid up her leg, displaying a tantalizing amount of her shapely thigh. Her hands were on my chest as she trembled with every breath she took.

I reached down and gently stroked her exposed rear. She was so sensitive to my touch now. Of course, I had been playing with her for over an hour now.

From the moment we sat down until now, I've had my hands all over her slim little body. Her breasts, lips, and thighs were all mine.

By this point, she was practically climbing on top of me. She was so turned on. Her legs opened, and I was her exposed pussy glistening. She was overflowing with want. But I didn't give in. It would be better this way.

…

Better for her or me? I didn't know. What I did know was that this long and drawn-out teasing session was making her lose her mind.

"Kyah! Please, touch me. Please! I want it so bad."

"Touch you? What do you think I've been doing?"

For the first time since I started, I stroked her sensitive lips. Her entire body went into overdrive.

"Ohhhhh!"

I sucked her earlobe between my lips and then kissed the back of her neck. "To answer your question—yes. This is why I had you remove your panties. Is that going to be a problem?"

"No. Not a problem. Just please touch me more. I want to cum so bad."

She wasn't kidding. I could feel it. Also…

**Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Make me cum! I'm going crazy! Please, God! Make her touch me again! Just once more…just one more time and…and…Oh God! Please!**

Her desperate thoughts were shouting in my mind. She was so incredibly worked up. It felt like I had a cheat code since I was able to read her thoughts. But that would only make the sex better.

Besides, this little nympho might be begging for an orgasm. But I knew better. Beneath the desperation was a deeper desire. That desire was to be dominated and controlled. She loved that I was teasing her and that I wasn't giving in to her demands. That was obvious by how much more worked up she'd become when I continued edging her.

Her lips sucked and kissed my neck. Her teeth pulled at my skin. She made me feel like she'd eat me alive if given half the chance.

The moment the credits started to roll, she jumped out of her seat and pulled me behind her. She was lucky that we were the only ones in the theater because her skirt was still flipped onto her back. I had a great view of her round backside. By the time we made it out of the theater, gravity had done its work and her ass was covered again.

She ordered a ride-share and waited anxiously for 5-minutes for it to arrive. Once it did, she practically pushed me into the car. She climbed in after me.

We were seated in the back of a mid-sized sedan. There was plenty of room, but for some reason, she still managed to sit on my lap.

The man driving certainly didn't mind. I caught his gaze traveling back several times throughout the short drive back to campus.

Rhea's face was flushed the entire time, and her hands remained on my body. She tried pulling my hands towards strategic places on her soft skin, but I wouldn't allow it.

If I gave in now. What would be the point in all of that teasing?

When the car stopped, Rhea jumped out and dragged me out, too. We didn't even have time for any meaningless pleasantries when we said goodbye to the driver.

I looked up. We were in front of the building where the faculty lived. It was only 2-minutes closer by car than my dorm. But I guess, Rhea didn't want to wait.

It was just after 4 PM on a Saturday. The lobby wasn't necessarily filled with faculty and staff, but there were more than a few of them. When they saw us enter, none of them gave us more than a passing glance. They were off-duty. They didn't have the time or interest in trying to determine why a student, and a girl who looked like she should be a student, was rushing towards the elevator.

When the door slid closed, Rhea pressed me against the wall and was all hands until we reached her floor.

One short trip down the hallway later and I was standing in her foyer.

"Rhea?" Leinani and the girls were in the living room watching some movie when we came in. She looked at us with surprise in her eyes. "I thought you two were on a date. Why are you back so early?"

Rhea didn't even honor them with a full explanation. Instead, her face, red from the tip of her nose to the edges of her ears, smiled tightly. "No time to talk. Busy." She grabbed my hand and dragged me towards their bedroom.

I cast a guilty look towards her roommates. They had a meaningful mixture of shock, exasperation, understanding, and interest on their faces as they glanced at each other.

Once we were around the corner, all bets were off. The door closed and my body was pressed against the wall by a petite nympho, who'd been teased to the point of nearly losing her mind, and who was also surprisingly strong.

"I want you."

**I want her so fucking bad!**

"You have me."

"I do?"

**She's all mine! Yes!**

"Of course. How do you want me?"

"I'm not sure."

**There're too many things I want her to do to me. Will she think I'm weird?**

I smiled. "Don't hold back."

"Really?"

**Is she serious?**

"Really."

"Are you really sure?"

**Even if it's a little out there?**

"I'm sure. Even if it's a little out there."

"But what if…"

**…I want to be choked? Or if I want her to play with my butt?**

"Even if you want to be choked or if you want a little anal action. I won't judge."

"How…?"

**How did she know what I wanted?**

I smiled mysteriously. "Magic."

"It's not magic. It's…"

**LOVE! LOVE! LOVE! She loves me! I know it! She wants to have my babies! Wait. Is that possible? Maybe we can adopt. Hmm…or we could be inseminated. I bet that would work. Oh, man! She'd look so amazing with a pregnant belly. I'd come home from a long day at work to find her pregnant and glowing. That would be the best thing ever. Hmm…where should we live? Oh! She needs to meet my parents first. Speaking of parents. She hasn't really talked about hers. I hope they like me. How does this work? Should I ask her or should she ask me? We should definitely wait until she finishes college. Right?**

What was a super-hot moment turned into one of deep discomfort for me as I had a front-row seat to her internal monologue. How do I even respond to all of this? Since when did we move from having sex to getting married. And why the hell was I pregnant in her fantasy? Whatever. That's a problem for future Kyah.

Right now…

"Rhea?"

"Yeah?"

"Get undressed. Then get on your knees. You've been such a good girl. You deserve a reward."

"Re-reward? Really?"

"Yes. But first, you need to show me just how bad you want it."

Her beautiful face lit with glee. Her passionate eyes bore holes deep into my soul. Her sensual body shook as she stepped back slowly.

I took great pleasure in watching this unfold. Her hands moved to her side, and slowly unzipped the skirt, letting it fall soundlessly to the floor. Her top was next. Her eyes never left mine as she removed her sapphire shirt. All that remained of her clothing was a tastefully simple, but outrageously sexy push-up bra. It took only moments for that to find its way next to the other discarded articles of clothing.

"How am I doing?" She spread her legs to show me her wetness.

"Pretty good so far."

"Thank you."

"Now…" I unlatched my jeans and slowly slid them off my body. "…Get on your fucking knees."