Part Three

"Oh Finn. Yes, right… there…"

Rachel knew that being all over her husband in the hallway of their building probably wasn't the best idea, but, pressed up against Finn's body, his hands literally everywhere, she wasn't in the best position to protest.

Well, at least they were up against their door this time, Rachel thought as she wrapped her legs around his waist and sunk her hands into his hair.

Suddenly, Finn's hands were all over her shapely legs, running up and under the sinfully short dress she had worn to dinner. Locked in a searing kiss, Rachel clung to his shoulders as she felt his hands continue moving up. When his fingers brushed against her soaking panties, Finn swallowed her moan, moving his assault with his mouth down to her pulse point before she had a chance to breathe.

"F-Finn, baby. We need to, uh…" Rachel lost her train of thought as Finn's mouth worked his way down her neck and to the valley between her breasts. She could feel his smirk against her skin as he shifted her in his arms slightly and, after a bit of fumbling, (Rachel wasn't helping the process along by nibbling on his ear,) he was able to open the door of their apartment.

Giggling, Finn stumbled inside, Rachel still in his arms. Finn made a move towards the bedroom, but Rachel, tossing her hair out of her face, laughed and pointed behind them.

"We need to close the door, Finn!"

"No we don't." He replied, not stopping as he worked his free hand up her skirt again. With a breathy laugh, Rachel regretfully untangled her legs from his waist and ran over to close the door, her mussed hair streaming behind her.

With that accomplished, Rachel made quick time throwing her purse and left-over's to the ground and let her husband wrap his arms around her. Attacking her neck with his mouth once again, Finn moved his hands down her back, tugging at the zipper to the red dress she had worn that evening.

Feeling the heat grow between her legs, Rachel reached up and brought his head down to her, kissing him hungrily. With her tongue, she outlined his bottom lip and demanded entrance, which she was granted as soon as her dress hit the floor.

Standing there in just a pair of black lace underwear and matching bra, Rachel felt Finn's breathing grow shallow and hot against her neck as he moved to unclasp her bra. When it joined her dress on the floor, Rachel whimpered as Finn started lavishing her left nipple, swirling his tongue around the hard peak as she arched against him.

"Finn- oh God baby, that feels so good." Rachel, still caught up in the sensations that Finn was creating with his mouth, was somehow able to reach down and tug at his shirt. Stopping to help her, Finn shrugged off his dress shirt and allowed her to pull his undershirt over his head.

Finally, their bare chests were flush against each other as they continued feverishly kissing. As Finn grabbed hold of her butt with his strong hands, Rachel wrapped her arms around his neck, letting herself be carried into their bedroom and placed on the bed.

Standing over her, Rachel licked her lips at the sight of her half-naked husband looking at her like he was going to devour her. Being wanted in that way what such a turn-on- Finn was good at turning her into a whimpering mess before he was even inside her.

"Touch me." She whined wantonly as Finn gently leaned over her, his lips finally making contact with her skin. He worked his way down painfully slow, her senses ready to explode at any moment. All she needed was him inside of her- that feeling of being completely filled up and spinning out of control, only to land in a pool of ecstasy right in his arms.

Sliding back up her toned body, Rachel ran her nails over Finn's back as he paid more attention to her breasts, kneading then and taking each nipple between this thumb and forefinger, adding the barest hint of pressure. Throwing her head back, Rachel reached down between their bodies to tug on his belt.

"You are still wearing way too many clothes." She moaned out. Finn got up and shucked off his pants in record time. Sitting up, Rachel tugged him back to her on the bed. Looking deep in his eyes, she whispered,

"I need you inside of me."

Laying her back down, Finn complied with her wishes; he tugged her panties off and quickly slid into her. Throwing her head back, Rachel met Finn's strong thrusts, feeling the blood rush in her veins and the heat rise within her. With each thrust, Rachel reveled in the familiar taste and tingling that ran between their bodies, knowing she would never get sick of it.

Eyes locked, Rachel tangled her legs around his waist, not allowing him to go far. Their moans mixed as they pushed each other higher and higher, working each other up until their thrusts became erratic and fast.

"Baby, you are so amazing. Come with me." Finn captured her mouth with his, wanting to be connected in every possible way. Feeling his body begin to tense, Rachel closed her eyes and felt herself reach climax, coming undone underneath her husband, who started to come as soon as she did.

Still wrapped in each other's arms, both came down from their highs. Stroking her hair, Finn looked down at his wife and kissed her forehead, her nose, her mouth.

"I love you so much."

Sighing blissfully, Rachel whispered the words back against his wet skin.

Laying in bed at that moment, Rachel felt the familiar sense of love and contentment that only being in Finn's arms could bring her. Closing her eyes, she was ready to drift off until she heard a faint rumbling. Opening one eye and peering down, Rachel realized it was her stomach. Shifting slightly in Finn's embrace, she remembered the desert that had been half-hazardly thrown into the apartment and forgotten in the midst of being wrapped up in her husband when they had gotten home.

"Baby?

"Mhmm?" Finn answered sleepily.

"I'm still hungry."

Popping one eye open, Finn looked at the woman in his arms, who currently looked wide-awake and alert despite the mind-blowing sex that had just taken place.

"Babe, seriously?" Chucking, Finn wrapped his arms tighter around his wife. "No, you aren't allowed to leave me." Smirking, Rachel pushed at his chest.

"And why not? Do you want me to starve to death?"

"I thought I fed you plenty just now, baby girl." With a sly grin that showed off his dimples, Finn pulled her close against his chest and nuzzled her neck. "Plus, you're warm." Laughing at him, Rachel untangled herself from his arms and bounded out of bed.

"I'll be right back! I'm just gonna have some of that chocolate cake we brought home!"

"Fine." He sighed dramatically, flopping back against the mattress. "If you prefer chocolate to your naked husband, go right ahead." Turning on her heal, Rachel placed her hands on her hips and playfully tilted her head, pretending to mull over his words carefully.

"Oh, but I want both." Cocking an eyebrow, Rachel smiled seductively as she saw Finn lean up on his elbows eagerly, the sheet that was covering his body falling away to reveal his smooth chest. Rachel bit her lip and stopped in the doorway, knowing full and well that the sight of her naked form would be too much for him.

"Don't you think about moving, Mr. Hudson. There's more than one thing I'm still hungry for."

"You telling me what to do, Mrs. Hudson?" Finn grinned wickedly as he slowly moved his legs over the side of the bed and stood up to his full height.

"And so what if I am?" Rachel giggled as she started taking small steps backwards towards the living room.

"Well then, I might want some desert then after all." Squealing, Rachel ran away from Finn, who, laughing just as much as her, clamored after her, grabbing her around the waist and spinning her into his arms once more.