Chapter Two

Rachel was full of anticipation as she shuffled through her clothing and took out her favorite bra and panties combination, which she put on underneath her tightest and shortest LBD (little black dress). Finn put on a black hoodie and dark jeans with sneakers. He didn't want to be seen sneaking out so late. This was going to be a night to remember, to say the absolute least.

Once inside, Rachel called out, "Tom?"

"Mysterious Girl," Finn smiled to himself, standing in the shadows and was suddenly nervous.

Rachel smiled at the sound of his voice and began approaching the tall silhouette that stood before her. "Why hello there, Mr. Sawyer."

Finn peered down at the petite woman as she placed her palms against his chest. "Mm, hey there."

He was much taller than she had imagined. Just barely reaching, she wrapped her arms loosely around his neck. "Well aren't you attractive in pitch black darkness," Rachel joked, smiling up at what she assumed was his face.

"I am quite attractive," he smirked, his hands finding their way to her waist. "And you're rather small, Mysterious Girl."

"So I've been told. But don't be deceived; I'm eighteen."

"Ah." He pulled her closer. "Wow, now you're here in person, and it's weird."

"What's so weird about that?" she asked, pressing her body against his.

"Nothing at all, actually. It makes picking you up a lot easier," he said as he lifted her up from the ground and placed her on a dusty counter. She smirked, making herself comfortable. "This is actually the first time I've ever met a girl in the dark before. Wait-" he paused. "You are a girl, right?"

Rachel chuckled softly, moving her face directly in front of his, where she whispered, "Guess you'll have to find out. I promise though, the discovery will be worthwhile."

"I wouldn't want to waste my time, after all," he murmured, placing a small kiss on Rachel's lips. At once, the two were vigorously making out. Finn's large hands maneuvered around Rachel's body as her's did the same to his.

"Planning on taking this off?" Rachel asked after a couple of minutes, their mouths still pressed together as she tugged lightly on his hoodie strings.

"You bet," he assured, pulling off his hoodie and discarding it onto the old wooden floor. He could barely see her as he leaned in to kiss her again. "You planning on taking this off?" he asked once they pulled away as he ran his hands along her skin-tight dress.

"Touche," she smirked as she guided his hands to the zipper on the back of her dress.

"Do you usually dress like this, Mysterious Girl?" he asked as he pulled off her dress, throwing that too onto the floor.

"I'm more of a plaid-skirts-knee-socks kind of girl." She chuckled lightly.

"School girl? That's even hotter." In the darkness, he felt her lacy underwear and smirked. "Undies like this are my biggest turn on. Did you plan this?"

"I suppose I simply read your mind."

"Through the internet?"

"Through the internet."

He smiled and lightly traced his fingers up and down her inner thighs as he pressed gentle kisses onto her neck and collarbone. Rachel tilted her head back a bit for more exposure of her neck. "This is much better than cybersex, no?"

"I'd second that," he replied as he continued, leaving a small mark on Rachel's neck.

Rachel bit her lip. "Come back up here."

As they shared a deep, passionate kiss, Rachel grabbed the back of Finn's shirt. She pulled away for air and mumbled against his lips, "May I?"

"Go right ahead," he nodded, smiling, and she pulled his shirt over his head.

Finn's fingers fumbled for her bra clasp, and eventually found it. "May I?" he asked.

"Are you mocking me, Mr. Sawyer?" she asked with a grin, raising an eyebrow.

"Maybe."

"Fair enough; Proceed."

He smirked, unclasping her bra.

"This is much less effective with the lack of vision," Rachel told him as she reached for the button on his jeans.

"It's all part of the mystery, though, isn't it?" he smiled as he took a pebbled nipple between his teeth.

"Oh, Tom..." she moaned softly.

Finn nearly corrected her but he remembered he was lying about his identity. He continued to suck on her breasts, giving each fair treatment. Rachel whimpered, her hands clenching onto the edge of the counter. He tugged down on her panties, throwing them over his shoulder before cupping her centre. "God..."

She could feel how damp she was and her cheeks became a hue of pink as she pulled his jeans down as far as she could.

"No.. no," Finn mumbled, stopping her. "I want to taste you." He kissed her down her stomach until he reached her centre. "God, you're so wet," he commented as he dipped his finger inside of her, Rachel moaning softly. Finn dove in and lapped up all of Rachel's juices, his hands now on her thighs. With this, Rachel groaned louder, tangling her fingers in his hair as he worked on her clit, teasing it with his tongue and sucking hard on it as his finger pumped in and out of her.

"Tom, I'm so close..." Rachel whispered, her breaths now staggered and short.

"Mhm, mm.." Finn sucked and nibbled at her clit, adding another finger.

Rachel groaned loudly as she climaxed, Finn sucking up her juices.

Finn wasted no time. He instantaneously moved his face back up to hers and kissed Rachel deeply, his tongue pushing into her mouth. A battle for dominance began as their tongues met and clashed against one another. Rachel's hands cupped Finn's face aggressively as Finn's fingers clutched at her waist. As they calmed down, Rachel trailed her fingers down to where she had left his jeans and mumbled against his lips, "Now may I?"

"Yes; you may."

Rachel smiled and pulled his pants to his ankles, before standing up as he kicked them off. She hooked her thumbs onto the waistline of his boxers. Finn gently caressed her cheek in the darkness, still hardly believing he had never seen her face.

"This feels so right," Rachel said after a moment of silence.

"I want to see your face..."

Rachel nodded slightly, looking into the faint almond-shaped fixtures that she assumed were his eyes as she spoke. "We should go outside. Once we're finished, I mean. It's lighter out there."

Finn smiled softly and pressed his forehead up against hers. "Are you ready?"

Rachel nodded slightly. "Did you bring protection?"

"Shit..." Finn sighed quietly, pulling his face away from hers.

"Dammit, Tom. You didn't bring any?"

"I'm so sorry..." he ran his fingers through his hair.

"It's fine, I guess," she told him, hopping off of the counter, a look of disappointment on her face.

"A-are you leaving?" Finn asked, the same look of disappointment taking over his own.

"Do you want me to?"

"I mean... Yeah, I guess it's a good idea." He pulled his pants back up and his shirt over his head.

Rachel watched his silhouette and sighed before picking up her dress and stepping into it. "Can you zip me up?" she asked.

"Of course," Finn responded. He zipped her up and pressed a gentle kiss to the back of her neck.

Smiling softly, Rachel thanked him and slid on her shoes, which had fallen off when she sat down on the counter.

Finn silently watched as Rachel's petite frame stood back up, then opened his mouth to speak. "Will I ever see you again?"

"Maybe, maybe not. I'm 'mysterious', remember?"
Finn chuckled. "Ah, yes." He moved his lips directly in front of hers. "May I have a goodbye kiss then, just in case this is the last time I see you?"

Rachel smiled before pressing her lips against his, softly. Pulling away slowly, Finn said, "Goodnight."

"Goodnight, Tom," Rachel nodded.

"I'll be online tomorrow if..."
"Me too."