AN: Thank you all so much for your reviews, they really motivated me to write more of this. Anyway, they finally reunite and things get pretty heated in this part! Let me know what you think. It's left on a cliffhanger, hehe!

Chapter 2

There he stood, his overall painted with the thick black splodges of grease oil from playing with the engines all morning, his hands still enormous and rough from the manual work he'd become accustomed to. She took the sight of him in, all 6 ft 3 inches of him stood in front of her, like this strange creature she grew fascinated with, like a diamond in the rough, he was so handsome. Finn Hudson looked older than 24, his hair matted and damp in a messy russet, his face austere and expressionless as he stared at her blankly, the silence between them becoming unbearable. He was more fleshed out now, with biceps bulging out of his thin white t-shirt beneath his mechanics overalls. He cleared his throat out of embarrassment. There she was looking like a lady when he looked like a tramp. Her pretty big brown eyes blinked, her thick curled lashes making them hooded as she summoned the will to speak. He beat her to it, his voice manly and strong instead of gentle and soothing as she remembered.

'Rachel, what are you doing here? Last I heard you were in New York making waves. So what brings you back to this cow town of Lima, Ohio?'

She smiled politely, breaking the ice. 'I missed you too, Finn'. She always did know how to see through him. His throat bobbed swallowing as he eyed her, her legs toned and tanned, her hair silky smooth, he resisted the urge to run his long finger through them, pull her close and close the distance between them with his wanting lips. He'd missed her so much.

Finn let out a nervous laugh, tilting his head to see her Honda Civic by the parkway.

'That yours?' He pointed.

She fiddled with her hands and ran some gravel under her foot, her head looking down.

'Yes, it needs to be serviced. So how long have you...?'

'I took over two summers ago. Burt and my mother are now in real estate in Connecticut. So yeah..It turned out I was better with my hands than I am with my head so I dropped ou of college once Burt let me work here. Puck's the salesperson. So it's the same old crowd'.

'Oh, that's great, I guess.' Rachel let out a chuckle.

Their eyes locked. Her chocolate swirls pleading him in some way. There was an awkward moment of silence before he asked what he'd been longing to know for a while.

'Why?' His voice grew hoarse.

She arched her eyebrows trying to understand what he was asking of her.

'Why did you leave me behind? For him? Of all people Rachel, you deserved better!'

She shook her head. It had been a long drive and she was already fatigued. She didn't want their first reunion to end up in an argument.

'I loved him, Finn. Just like you loved Quinn. And I needed to go. I needed to leave this place, to leave you behind to have a start at something, somewhere new, to have a future.'

He edged closer to her, as she gasped at the determined expression on his face. They hadn't been alone together in almost 6 years and she couldn't let anything get out of hand, not while she was already involved.

She's pressed against the car and he's towering over her, his hands tilting her jaw, his thumb stroking her eyes as they stare at each other.

'I missed you so much.' He chokes out, a tear falls from her cheek as she avoids his gaze.

'Finn, don't.'

He cups her small face with his massive hands, wiping the tear off, leaning down, their bodies pressed together against the car he was fixing only moments earlier. He feels her breath hitch, and tastes peppermint when his lips crash onto her with fiery needs, her hands circling his neck as his own clutch at her tiny waist. Their mouths create a dance battling tongues in a tango, his mouth taking her bottom lip, his teeth gnawing into it as he bruises her lips until she finally returns the kiss. He hears a moan against his lips as he breaks off for air. She's never looked more beautiful, her hair mussed from him tangling his fingers with ravishing her only seconds ago, her lips red from his kisses. Her eyes sparkle with the same lustrous need he has.

He looks at her again, her hands resting on his chest as she pants for breath.

Then her lips crash onto his, her hands in his hair as they continue to kiss each other senseless. He pushes her against the car, his erection prominent from the contact of their bodies and his hands rise up from her waist to cup her breasts over her top as she lets out another irresistible moan. He groans when her hands meet his waist cupping his bulge, stroking it lightly from over his jeans. He picks her up and sits her down on the front of the car, unfastening his belt buckle and lifting her skirt, digging his fingers into the cotton lining of her underwear before he thrusts into her. Her hands circle around his neck and her nails dig into his shoulders as they fuck for the first time on top of his car in an isolated garage.

Her screams sending shockwaves to the quiet town of the Midwest as his fingers stroke her clit, her nails scratching his back. He loses contact to take the short off. She delights in massaging his pecks and the fine muscles of his chest as her he kisses her jaw, then her neck to make way into her pulse, teeth biting into her honey-like skin as she moans, wanting more of his touch.

'Ohhh...'

She's already wet from his touches as his fingers draw circles onto her clit, before he fingers her, her legs wrap around his waist as he slides the shoulder straps of her dress down to reveal her topless form. Finn gulps at the sight of her perky breasts, her pink nipples naked to him as he bows down to suck one while rolling the other nipple between his fingers as they harden, he thrusts into her. She kisses his sweaty neck, her hands running through his hair. Her hips buckle and rock to the steady rhythm he creates as he enters her and continues to thrust into her, locking eyes all the while as whispers his name over and over again.

Her tiny hands cup his ass, after scratching his back all the while he fucks her senseless that evening. He doesn't what came over them but they're breathless by the time they've marked every inch of their bodies with kisses.

'Mmmm...don't stop' she pleads, rocking into him again. He looks at her, her face sweaty from the exertion of their activities as he holds onto her form against the car engine.

He breaks out into a devilish smile; kiss her quickly on the lips and then continuing to thrusts into her as she arches her back, her head falling back in ecstasy.

'I don't intend to, baby'.

Their bare chests rub into the other creating friction that night. He takes her home, leaving her car to be serviced the morning after as they continue to make love for hours on ending, she bites onto his shoulder as he rocks into her, her moans sending him over the edge. It's like music to his ears, when he hears her breathy release and climax, his name rolling off her tongue as he kisses every inch of her petite naked form beneath.

'Finn...we should stop'

He looks up from being buried inside her, his cock still hard from her sweet tender touches on his biceps and pecs that night, her feathery kisses on his jaw, his neck and nibbling on his ears. They're both coated in a thin line of sweat from fucking for so long, his doesn't notice her tears.

'I can't do this. '

He's confused. 'Why not? Baby, it's ok. There's no one here. We have all night.'

'No,' she yelps. 'I'm-I'm...engaged.' His jaw drops.

'What?'