Author's Note: I hope you like it. My first story being back.
Summary: When Rachel betrays her fiancee, she is forced to move back home. Struggling with her emotions for whom she loves more, she finds a surprise. R/Q R/P R/S/Q
We Found Love
Chapter One
It was such a beautiful room and had been put together so carefully the past year, from the tiny ballerina slippers hanging to represent her childhood to the football from the glory days of high school and college. The beautiful rug she found on their trip to Paris that she had to have, even though it was far too small to cover their living room floor - but she loved how it 'pulled the room together'. She chuckled at this thought, remembering how he had teased her and playfully mocked the typical diva fit she threw to get it..
"Rachel, what are you doing here?"
Brown almond eyes looked up from the couch, through her long eyelashes which were mixed with mascara and tears, up to Noah Puckerman; her fiancée. Well, now ex-fiancée. "I.. I got caught up..", she said, looking away quickly and dabbing her eyes with the facial tissue that was crumpled into a ball in her hand just moments before.
"Caught up? In what? Someone else's arms?"
His words slapped her across the face.
"No!" She shouted, standing up. "No, Noah, please.."
Her face crinkled, tears welling up, as she covered her mouth. She needed to catch her composure and to collect herself, but he was so beautiful and so full of hurt, anger and betrayal in his face. She knew he had the right to feel this way but it still couldn't help the pain she felt in return for hurting him.
And he, he just stood there with his hands on his hips and his eyebrow arched at her.
Quietly, she went up to him to try and wrap her arms around him but was stopped in her tracks when he grabbed her by her wrists, rage in his face. Nose to nose, she could smell the alcohol from his breath. Looking into his eyes, Rachel was scared with how much anger was swirling in Noah's eyes and could see the faint tint of his pain.
He squeezed her wrists gently before pushing her back onto the couch, kicking the full and unused boxes surrounding their once beautiful room, that they worked so carefully together. But now, it was echoed with a brunette's cries as she hugged her knees and screamed.
"Quinn!" Rachel giggled as she and the blonde slumped onto the bed she shared with her future husband, Quinn's clumsiness forcing them down. "I'm sorry, but that's what happens when two old friends catch up.. With margarita's!" she shouted, laughing some more. Quinn rolled over before helping to push herself up, smiling down at Rachel.
"Old friends? Haha, I think I deserve a better title than that with the time we shared together," Rachel slurred.
She tried to sit herself up but could feel the influence of the alcohol pressuring her, so she gave up and got comfortable.
"I guess," Quinn whispered seductively, leaning down to meet her mouth with her ex-girlfriend's. Rachel softly moaned, opening her mouth to allow the familiar tongue to run across her own and to embrace as they continued.
Quinn placed herself over Rachel, now kissing down her neck as her hands worked all over the brunette's body. "Quinn.. Wait,"
Quinn pulled Rachel's dress up and pulled her panties down, as Rachel propped herself up on her elbow's. Her head tilted back, eyes shut, feeling the soft kisses on her thighs. She wanted it so bad, and it showed.
"Look how wet you are," Quinn said, spreading the bronzed legs. Her tongue licking the vaginal opening, moans now coming out of her mouth. Rachel tasted so good.
She let her tongue dance on Rachel's clit, the tiny girl's body shaking as she willingly opened her legs wider. Quinn stopped, and took her top off. Rachel growled, her head snapping back up. "HEY!" she shouted, Quinn taking off her dress as well; surprising Rachel that Quinn decided to go pantiless and only wear a bra tonight. It turned her on even more.
Rachel sat up more, reaching for Quinn's hand. Once she felt the hand in hers, she pulled her close and used her other hand to pull the bra cup down to reveal the pink nipple. She shoved it in her mouth, attacking it and sucking fast. Quinn moaned Rachel's name, running her fingers through her hair.
Quinn stopped her, pushed her back down and gently pressed two of her fingers inside the warm, wet folds and moved back and forth, in an up motion; feeling Rachel's cum cover her fingers.
"Oh.. OH… God, Ohh," her moans filled the room, the blonde smirking.
"Say my name, Rachel."
Quinn propped her lover's feet on her shoulders, holding her thighs open and entered the warm vaginal opening with her tongue and fucked her with mouth; going from being inside her to sucking the clit. She used her finger, covered from Rachel's cum, to enter Rachel's ass; fingering her vigorously and eating her out.
"QUINN, GOD QUINN, OHHH," She grabbed her head and held it there, humping her face as she came all over Quinn's face and mouth. "Swallow me," she demanded, panting and now grabbing at her dress. Released, Quinn swallowed obediently and wiped her mouth clean, sucking her fingers clean. As the black dress came over her head, her chuckles were silenced as fear paralyzed her; Noah stood there in the door way.
Author's Note: What did you think? Sorry it is so short!