"If you just…move your finger down a bit," Rachel says unevenly.
"There?"
"Ah! Yeah…" Rachel begins to pant and gasp as Finn finally finds her clit and starts to rub. She's a lot wetter than he'd expected, slicker as his finger slides against her. He bites down on his lower lip, hard as he hears her ragged attempts to restrain moans into his ear.
She's bucking up into his movements like crazy, murmuring his name in that delirious close-to-orgasm way and his own breath is coming shorter, his erection straining against his boxers. He begins to rub more urgently, the friction of the wetness making noises, though for once Rachel is too lost in the sensation to feel embarrassed.
"Oh ….don't stop…ohh! Oh yeahhh…"
Rachel's bucking finally begins to slow down, her noises dying away. She's still breathing hard, and Finn is trying to control his own breathing. He's so turned on. Still, it'll be his turn soon.
"Did that feel good?" He murmurs a smile into her ear. He's never heard Rachel like that before. He has to be getting a little better, at least.
Rachel manages an almost laugh as she tries to recover her breathing. After a minute, she exhales, and opens her eyes, a smile still on her face. It's been there for the last two minutes.
"That was amazing, Finn."
They make eye contact at last. She's flushed, and still heavy lidded with sensation, her pupils dilated, her lips a little swollen. Finn wonders how it's possible for her to get even sexier.
"Good," he smiles."
He feels a sudden hand against the bulge in his trousers, and sees her bite her lip in a smile.
"I believe it's your turn," she says, before whipping him over so she's on top of him with impressive speed.
Finn opens his mouth to say something but her hand is suddenly down his pants and all coherency has left him.
Mrs Hudson comes in with the groceries sometime later, planting them on the table and beginning to unpack an assortment of vegetables. She smiles at Rachel. She's always liked her, a sweet studious girl has to be good for Finn.
"Get all your studying done?"
"Uhhh…" Finn struggles, he's always been a rubbish liar.
"Yes thank you Mrs. Hudson," Rachel beams. "Finn got it just right this afternoon."
Mrs. Hudson smiles, pleased, and goes back to her unpacking. She doesn't notice the unrestrainedly flirty smiles that her son and his girlfriend are exchanging…