It had all started when their parents signed them up to help at Temple during the summer. Rabbi Greensberg was looking for volunteers to pack up the Church Basement to set up a youth recreation centre and Puck and Rachel had been two of the very few volunteers.

Puck had come to realize that Rachel Berry was not as uptight and obnoxiously annoying when you got to know her better. And her passion for Broadway and drive to get out of Lima was kind of bad-ass considering everyone at McKinley made her life hell because of it. Fuck, he made her life hell because of it. But over the summer, they became kind of friends, and plus she wore these painfully short skirts and shorts and tiny little shirts that made him constantly have to beat one off or get a million cold showers after seeing her.

Rachel liked the Noah she gotten to know over the summer, she always seen under his bad-ass persona he portrayed to everyone else. He had heart and he wasn't going to be a Lima loser like everyone thought or a dead beat like his father. But the truth was, as September got closer, she was not looking forward to going back to McKinley. She knew he would go back to being 'Puck' who always gave her shit about her ambition, and she would lose the one person she could be completely honest with and be her true self around.

Puck found her just outside Temple sitting on a bench at the end of a pathway. She was sitting there in a short jean skirt and a white v-neck tank top that showed off perfect amount of cleavage that made her seem virginal and yet sexy. She had her eyes closed with her headphones in her ears and Puck could tell she was listening to something from some Broadway show. He always noticed when it was Broadway music, she would close her eyes and completely relax, and he knew she was picturing herself up on a stage in New York, living her dream. Puck gazed down at her tan legs, he never understood how someone so short could have legs that went on for miles. They had a smooth and sexy shine to them that he ached to touch but he figured Berry wouldn't be too keen on that idea. One thing he learned over the summer though, was that he absolutely loved to tease her. With that, he took the straw out of the grape slushie he had gotten for her and dragged the icy beverage along the expanse of her thigh that was not covered by the denim of her skirt. Her leg bounced up from the icy cold contrast, spreading her legs just ever so slightly, allowing Puck to see a strip of hot pink lace as her eyes shot open seeking out the eyes of her intruder.

"Fuck, Berry." Noah cursed under his breath as he met her gaze and watched her eyes soften when she realized it was him.

She seen his lips move, so she went to take her headphones out of her ears. "What did you say, Noah?"

Noah took a gulp and she watched a small blush rush across his face so fast she swore she would have missed it had she not been watching him so intently. "Um, I got you a slushy to cool off. It's grape."

He placed the straw back into her drink and handed it to her with his signature bad-ass smirk, as he watched her glide her hand down her leg to get rid of the sticky drink. Puck licked his lips, suddenly wanting to lick up the liquid from her ankle to her thigh. It quickly crossed his mind that he had been thinking about doing these things to Rachel Berry for a while now. He sat down next to her on the bench, closer then he needed to considering the extra three feet of bench on his left side.

Noah always made Rachel feel sexy, and when she watched him from the corner of her eye, and noticed he was staring intently at the straw that she was playing with between her tongue and lips she became suddenly self-conscious. She laid the drink down and watched a smirk stretch across his gorgeous face. The same smirk that always caused her breath to catch. He leaned in against her body making her aware of the muscles this mo-hawked boy possessed and whispered into her ear, allowing his hot breath to linger between he ear and neck.

"Damn Berry, I never knew that mouth of yours had so many talents." Her entire body felt like it was on fire, but she managed to contain her blush from spreading any further then her face and slowly stood up to leave. She shook her head and chuckled softly as she walked away from a grinning Puck "You're incorrigible, Noah."

Rachel had gotten used to Noah's innuendos, and just accepted them as a part of who Noah Puckerman was. While before she would have scoffed and been totally livid, now she kind of found them somewhat endearing. Rachel knew what kind of dangerous territory having feelings for Noah would bring, with Puck being Lima's sex shark and all, but she knew that in a few days when school started back up, she wouldn't have to worry about Noah's sexual innuendos directed towards her anymore. Knowing that, she should be somewhat relieved, however, Rachel couldn't help but feel sad that Noah wouldn't be making comments about her like that anymore. He would go back to screwing around with cougars and the slutty Cheerio's that Lima and McKinley High had to offer.

Yeah, she was definitely going to miss the summer.

"Hey Berry, wait up!" Rachel slowed her pace to allow Puck to catch up and place his arm around her shoulder. As they walked back into the church and down to the church basement, Rabbi Greensberg was waiting with the other volunteers.

"Okay kids, now that I have you all together, I just wanted to say thank-you for all your help this summer, but you spent too much of your summer in a stuffy basement. So I'm cutting you free! Go enjoy the last few days of your summer holidays!"

As the group walked out of the church Jacob Ben Israel walked up beside Rachel "Hey Rachel, the independent polling company in my Dockers has determined that you're even hotter in the summertime. Wanky Wanky!" He placed his hand low on Rachel's back causing her to shudder and quickly move away from her creepy stalker.

"Beat it, Jew-fro!" Puck stepped between Rachel and Jacob making sure that she was fully covered by his body. "And the next time I see you anywhere near Berry, I'll make sure that your Dockers ride up your ass crack so far, you'll never have to worry about what your polling company has to say again because I'll make sure there isn't one." With that he was once again alone with Rachel.

"Thank you, Noah." Rachel smiled brightly at Puck, and he swore he would never get tired of making Rachel Berry smile like that.

"Yeah, whatever. You need a ride?" She nodded as he walked her to his truck, opening the door for her and allowing her to get in. Once again, Rachel felt self-conscious under the intense gaze of Noah's eyes viewing her legs. She got into the truck as quick as she could but Noah still got another quick glimpse of her lace panties. He closed her door and walked slowly around the truck to try and subside the ever growing tightness in his cargo shorts.

When he started up the truck, she went immediately for his radio to hook up her ipod. "No way, Berry. I'm not listening to your sad excuse for music all the way to your house." He brushed her hand away and pressed play allowing Cee Lo's 'Fuck you' to blast through the trucks speakers.

Rachel looked over at a relaxed Puck and watched him in his element. He had his left hand on the steering wheel and his right resting on his thigh as he slouched towards her. Feeling her eyes on him he turned towards her with a devilish grin and a wink. "Like what you see, Berry?"

Rachel smiled softly at him ignoring his lewd question. "I'm just going to miss this." He seemed put off by the seriousness of her statement but he would be lying to himself if he said he never wondered about how their new found friendship would fit in to the new school year. But he wanted to know what she thought about it.

"What are you talking about? We will see each other all the time in Glee." She sighed as a sad expression came across her face. He glanced at her, encouraging her to express what she was thinking.

"Yeah but we won't talk or hang out like this. You will go back to being Puck, and only talking to me when you need too. But I get it. I'm Rachel 'Crazy' Berry. And you're you. Why would you be friends with me when you can be friends with girls like Santana, Brittany or Quinn?"

He thought about what she said. He always respected Rachel for her self acceptance. She always made it seem like she didn't care what anyone thought of her. He was kind of shocked to hear her sudden lack of confidence when she compared herself with Santana, Brittany and Quinn. Truth was, they had nothing on Rachel Berry. Sure she talked a lot, and was annoyingly confident when it came to her performances, but she was an insane singer and dancer, and she was insanely hot. Every time she opened her mouth to belt out a high note he was in awe, and when she danced he always had to shift his dick so no one would see the tent his pants were pitching. Over the summer, and even over the last couple of years, Puck found he kind of liked Rachel. She knew who she was, and what she wanted and she didn't care what anyone thought of that. Suddenly, he promised himself he would continue to be friends with Rachel, maybe even more if she continued to wear her signature short skirts and knee high socks. After all, he was a bad-ass, and nobody told him what to do.

He pulled in to her driveway, and watched her reach for the door just as his arm flew out to grasp her hand. She looked at him expectantly.

"You're not going to invite me in, Berry?" Puck could see the questioning wheels turn in her pretty little head. "If you want to hang out, all you need to do is ask baby." His thumb gently rubbed circles over the inside of her wrist, so subtle that only for she could feel the goosebumps rise up her body and the new warmth between her legs, she would not have noticed it. The corner of his mouth turned up in a grin as he watched her eyes lighten up and the look of sadness leave her face.

"Would you like to come in, Noah?" she rolled her eyes to make it seem like she wasn't suddenly thrilled about the idea of Noah Puckerman in her home.

"Sure, just let me move my truck so your Dads don't block me in."

"Oh, no need. Dad and Daddy are away on a holiday. They won't be home for another few days." She continued to get out of his truck and Puck couldn't help but feel extremely excited that he was going to be alone with Rachel Berry in her house. He was glad she was back on to him, so she couldn't see his eyes bug out of his head with that bit of news. It wouldn't be very bad-ass of him.

They walked into her house and she guided him to her living room. Her house was very nice, modern and well decorated as the living room and kitchen were open concept. "Is there anything I can get for you Noah?" She walked over to the stainless steel fridge and opened it up while waiting for Puck to answer.

"Anything to drink?" She nodded and bent over to retrieve a can of soda from the bottom of the fridge. Puck watched as her skirt rode even higher on her thighs, and he could almost swear he was looking at the bottom of her beautifully round ass cheeks. He cleared his throat as silently as possible as she stood up and walked over to hand him his drink, stopping at the stereo to turn it on.

He was about to object to the music, when he suddenly heard Neil Diamond's 'Sweet Caroline'. He stared at her almost dumbstruck and she started to laugh. "Contrary to what most people believe, I listen to more then Broadway music, Noah."

Puck grinned at her. "Nice to know you have some taste." He laid down his soda on the end table and went to place a strong hand on her hip, rubbing the same gentle circles on the expanse of skin between her skirt and top. Rachel was suddenly very aware of how turned on she was by the boy in front of her and that she was alone with this boy in her house.

"Noah..."

Puck could see the nervousness in her face, and the breathy way she said his name did not escape him. The corners of his mouth turned up in a smile, and it wasn't his usual grin, but one that made Rachel trust him. "Relax Berry, just dance with me. It will be our personal tribute to a musical Jewish icon."

She nodded as he added his other hand to her other hip and she placed her hands on his chest, feeling his muscles move slightly with his slow movements beneath the thin cotton of his shirt. She tried to forget what the song meant to them, sure she had put it on to remind him of there brief time together, but she hadn't really expected him to quote himself the same way. It kind of made her breath hitch, and her heart flutter.

They swayed together as he looked into her eyes. They intensity of his gaze made her suck in her breath and her legs felt like they would collapse at any given moment, but she wouldn't dare look away. A grin played across his lips as he moved his right hand up the side of her body slowly, grazing the side of her boob and up to her shoulder where he changed his direction to gently glide it down her arm. Their gaze never wavered as his fingers lightly tickled the underside of her arm and made way to her hand that was splayed across his broad chest. It was as if the song was made for them and he was acting it out. With his left hand still on her hip, he pushed her away from his body, turning her with his right hand. Their hands still connected, he twirled her clockwise so her back was against his chest, and his arm was now lying across her waist holding her snug against his body. His left hand found her hip again, and he slightly pushed her top up away from her body so his hand was touching the hotness of her soft skin. As they swayed back and forth to the movement their eyes remained locked on each other.

Rachel never felt so safe with anyone in her life, and there was something about Noah that whenever she was with him, she found herself somewhat liberated. He was holding her so close to his body, she could feel every muscle move, and the way their clothes were gathering up on each other. His smell was intoxicating. A mixture of his cologne and sweat. Before she would have thought that the smell of sweat would repulse her but this was pure Noah. Everything about him and what he was doing to her was making her extremely aware of how well they fit together. She could see the apparent lust in his chocolate brown eyes and could feel what their closeness was doing to him between the small of her back and her ass. Getting confidence from this information she stuck her ass out a bit and allowed herself to grind against his hardening dick.

"Berry..." He said warningly. It just caused her to buck her hips against him harder. Noah groaned causing Rachel to swallow thickly and let her tongue sweep out and lick across her bottom lip. As if on cue, his eyes immediately darted to her lips. He bowed his head as if asking permission to kiss her. She leaned her head back against his chest and tilted it to look up at him, both of their eyes moving back and forth between each others eyes and lips. Rachel thought she was going to die from the closeness and feel of their bodies. Their breaths hot and heavy splaying across each others faces. She tipped her chin up closer to his face and he bowed his head even lower, their lips now slightly touching but both still without any relief. Rachel was sure she was going to be sick from the lack of oxygen getting to her brain, and let out a desperate moan. She felt a slight twitch on her ass from Noah's dick, and finally his lips were on hers.

He nibbled softly on her top lip, feeling the softness of it and tasting a trace of the grape slushy he had bought for her. He moved down to her lower lip, repeating the same action, before opening his mouth wider to bite it and then swiftly lick it with his tongue. Neither of the two could believe how gentle he was being with her. Maybe it was because they could always be real with one another, no judgement. But with Rachel, Noah knew if he ever had the chance, he would never rush it. He planned on enjoying and memorizing everything she was going to offer him. He prodded her lips for access with his tongue, and as soon as she opened her mouth wider his tongue dove in to explore every part of it. As their kiss deepened he loosened his grip on Rachel's hip allowing her to spin around and press up even closer against his hard body. She moved her hand to the nape of his neck softly tugging on the strip of hair from his mo-hawk and he cradled her head in his hand as he angled it perfectly to further deepen their kiss.

Their tongues meshed perfectly, neither one dominating but both following each others languid thrusts. It was the most intense kiss either of them had ever experienced and Noah knew that they would have insane sexual chemistry. She moved her hand down from his chest to the waistband of his shorts, tucking her fingers inside of it, using it as an anchor. When he felt her nails and the backside of her hand graze along that very sensitive area along side his treasure trail, his dick twitched again and the tightening of his shorts was becoming unbearable. They groaned against each others mouths, both equally aware of how much they were turning each other on. With his other hand he brushed the skin of her lower back, sliding it up softly underneath her shirt. They continued to search each others mouths, as Noah brushed his hand along Rachel's back slowly coming to the realization, that he couldn't feel a clasp for a bra. Noah shut his eyes together as tightly as he could trying to picture anything that would keep him from coming right then and there. Get it together, Puckerman. He brushed his hand back down to her waist and over to her side, only to slide up and feel the underside of her breast with his thumb. When she moaned in satisfaction to his new discovery, he moved his hand slightly to rub her hardened nipple with his finger.

"Oh God, Noah..." Her body arched into him and he continued to move his thumb in circles, as his tongue portrayed the same sensation in her mouth. Their kisses became more urgent, their tongues moving together frantically, swallowing each others moans with their mouths. Noah sucked on her lip one last time before leaning his forehead on hers allowing them to catch their breaths.

"Fuck, Rach." He had never been so turned on in his entire life, and basically all they did was kiss. The sounds she was making against his lips, the ones he was creating were enough to make him lose it. He always prided himself on his self control, but some how Rachel was making him lose it. The way she was moving against his body in reaction to his caresses was like she was a tightened ball of sexual energy.

The use of her first name in his own little nickname for her was not lost on Rachel. He only ever called her Berry, but this new found closeness they had, Rachel didn't want to ever lose it. Finn had never kissed her like that, nor gotten a reaction from her like that. Not even close. She thought there was something wrong with her because she had seen the movies, read the books and whenever she did anything with Finn, she never felt like her body was on fire. And she never experienced so much passion before that nearly led her to faint. She wanted Noah's hands and lips all over her, that unnerving feeling he caused within her was addicting, and she wanted more. Before she could think her actions through she was grabbing his hand and leading him upstairs to her room.