A/N's are so long and boring and long and boring.. let's just get to the story!
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or the song 'Thinking Of You'
"Yeah. I'm free on Friday. Sure, no problem. See you there? Bye Sam!" Rachel snapped her phone shut and turned her attention to the door where someone was knocking. "Coming!" She called out, sliding off of the stool she was sitting at by her kitchen counter and danced over to the door, pulling it open swiftly with a smile that vanished at the sight before her.
Noah stumbled past her, a can of Jack Daniels in his hand. He drained the contents and dropped it to the floor. Carefully, Rachel shut the door behind her and folded her arms over her chest, fixing Noah with a glare. "You are drunk, aren't you?" She snapped.
Noah rolled his eyes and nodded in the affirmative. "Just a bit." His words came out slightly slurred and he ran a hand over his scalp and cupped the back of his neck with it.
He stepped towards her and she fought the urge to step backwards. He took a humungous step and closed the distance between the two of them, placing a tender hand on the side of her face, raising his other one to cup her face gently.
His scent surrounded her, musky, masculine and a scent that was just him. And a tinge of alcohol. "Rach, what're you doing?" He said in an accusatory tone. Rachel rolled her eyes. "What do you mean?" She pressed, raising her hands to his and pulling them off of her face but holding onto them so not to upset him. Noah responded by leaning forwards and placing a kiss on the side of her lips, then moved his lips down to the hollow of her neck and began to suck and bite at the pulse point there. Rachel gasped and pushed him back, balling her fists together to gain self-control.
"Noah, you know I have a boyfriend now. We can't do this." Rachel choked out as he had moved back closer to her and was running his hands up and down her sides.
"Why not?" He growled in her ear, his tongue darting into it before he pulled back and stared intensely at her.
"B-because…" Rachel trailed off as he cupped her breasts through the material of her tank top.
"Because?" He murmured, harshly attacking her lips with his own, pushing against them with his tongue until she gave in and allowed him entrance. Their tongue's danced. Rachel moved her hands to his belt and un-did breaking the kiss to slide down his jeans and then her own sweat pants. She quickly pulled off her tank top to leave her in her underwear. Noah ran his eyes up and down her body quickly, admiring her before slipping off his shoes and jeans and yanking off his grey t-shirt.
Rachel moved forwards, sitting on her knees and placing her hand over his boxers where his erection was. It throbbed as Noah looked down and saw her breasts and her, smiling to herself as he hardened under her touch. She slipped his boxers down and pulled them off hi feet, placing her head so it was level with his member and began to suck harshly on it. It grazed against the back of her throat and he fisted his hands in her hair, gasping and grunting. Rachel pulled back after taking in his pre-cum and grinned at him. He bent down in front of her, reaching behind her to undo her bra and let it slide off revealing her hard nipples. "Turning you on am I?" Noah breathed. Rachel rolled her eyes before gasping as his calloused hands made contact with her breasts and he began to massage them.
She bit down hard on her lower lip, watching as he leant forwards and swirled her left nipple around tongue, biting down hard on it and sucking it, causing her light pain. She moaned and he looked up at her, suddenly pulling back and staring at his light mark on her with a frown. He quickly eased her back against the carpeted floor and slid off her panties.
He admired her for a split second before his eyes went cold and calculating as he raked his eyes over her body, before flipping her over and scanning the expanse of her back. He breathed out a sigh of relief, turning Rachel back over and hovering over her, a small smile on his face. "You don't let him touch you, do you?" Noah asked. Rachel shook her head in the negative. "No, I don't. We've only been going out a month, Noah." She pointed out, causing him to frown before reaching into his jeans pocket and pulling out a condom, slipping it on his large member with ease before hovering over her.
"Do it Noah, please!" She begged and he slipped inside her, thrusting hard and fast. She gasped and rocked her hips, meeting each of his thrusts. She gasped and moaned alongside with him, but she told herself she wouldn't release until he did. She held it in and her moans turned into screams and panting with the effort it took to hold in her climax. He stopped and stared at her, frowning.
He pulled out of her and stood up, Rachel getting on her knees and grabbing his erection before he could ask her his question. She ran her hand along his member slowly and teasingly, brushing her fingertips over the head before moving her hand back down again. She moved her head forwards and lightly ran her tongue along his head, and he couldn't hold in any longer. He came in her mouth and she swallowed it all down with a soft smile. She pulled back and then pulled him down to her, fighting the urge to squirm at the effort it took not to release then and there. She straddled him beneath her and then eased him inside of her, riding him hard and fast.
"Noah." She gasped as she released finally, slumping forwards and breathing hard, not taking him out of her nonetheless.
"Rach, don't go back to him. You can't." Noah begged, pulling himself out of her and causing her to whimper at the loss of him. Noah felt a smile tug at his lips but he went back into serious mode. "Berry, you can't just cheat on a guy and pretend nothing happened. You know what just happened between us was anything but nothing. Please, you can't just go back to him." Noah's voice was slightly slurred which gave Rachel a reason to believe that he didn't actually want her, just a fuck buddy. She didn't believe a single word that came out of his mouth.
Stupid alcohol making him say exactly what I want him to say! She frowned.
"Come on Noah, let's get you to bed." She grinned, pretending he hadn't just said what he had and taking his hand, she led him to her bedroom. She went back into the hallway and gathered up their clothing before returning to her bedroom to find Noah fast asleep. She smacked him hard over the head and he jolted awake. "M' tired. Whaddaya want?" He snapped, rolling over to glare at her before his gaze softened.
"Put your clothes on." She commanded, handing him his clothes. He slipped into his boxers and left the rest of his clothing on the floor, sliding under the blankets of her bed. She sighed and put back on her tank top and sweatpants, turning to leave the room. She felt an arm around her waist and looked up to see Noah.
"Come to bed." He whispered in her ear, pulling her back down onto the bed and passionately kissing her. She tried to get the energy to push him away, chanting 'You have a boyfriend!' over and over in her head, but failing miserably. They made out for a good ten minutes before finally both of them fell asleep in each other's arms, lips swollen from the kissing.
Noah's eyes fluttered open and he looked at the small girl in his arms with her head resting on his chest. Gently, he disentangled himself from her embrace and got up, running his hand through his short-cropped hair with a frustrated grunt. Just looking at the little diva lying there peacefully in her tank top and sweat pants was making his dick go hard.
Noah felt his heart soften just standing there, wishing he could stay with her. Wishing he could be the one she dreamt about. Wishing he were the one she would wake up next to. Wishing he were the one she called boyfriend. Instead it was fancy fucking Samuel Evans. He turned to leave when he heard her whimper and he whipped around to stare at her distressed, sleeping face. She relaxed after a minute and Noah just stood there, thinking that she was dreaming about stupid Sam and her.
He cupped the back of his neck in frustration when she muttered something that sounded like 'Noah'. He stared intensely at her and a smile appeared on her face as in her sleep she murmured, 'Rachel Puckerman.'
His heart leapt and he stepped over to her, pressing a kiss on her forehead. 'Noah.' She whispered, rolling over and making herself comfortable. A satisfied smile appeared on Noah's face as he turned and made his way out of the apartment. Oh it is on like Donkey Kong lady lips! Noah grinned at the nickname he had for Sam, remembering those awfully large lips. He pushed away the thought of Rachel's soft, delicate lips on those large lips and instead focused on the name 'Rachel Puckrman'.
Rachel quickly slipped on the black skinny jeans and a white blouse. She pulled on a brown leather jacket and high heel black boots and twirled in front of her full length mirror. There was a knock on her door and Rachel ran to it, hoping that it would reveal Noah to say he loved her or some romantic shit like that. She flung it open to almost lose her smile but she kept it intact quickly.
Sam smiled warmly at her and stepped inside, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her in. He pressed his lips softly against Rachel's, but all she could picture was the fireworks, the electricity she felt when it was Noah who was kissing her. She pictured Noah's warm, muscular arms around her waist, his soft, luscious lips against her own and she felt a throbbing from between her legs at the memory of Noah thrusting into her.
"Hey Babe. I thought i'd pick you up early." Sam said with a grin. Rachel forced a grin on her face and pushed him out the door. "Go wait in the car, i'll be right down!" She exclaimed, slamming it in his face and waited to hear his footsteps echoing away. She pressed her palms against the door and placed her forehead onto the door with a deep sigh. A song rose to mind and as tears fell from her eyes with the longing she felt for Noah and her to be more than 'Fuck Buddies' she belted out the lyrics to a song that matched her mood.
Comparisons are easily done
Once you've had a taste of perfection
Like an apple hanging from a tree
I picked the ripest one, I still got the seed
You said move on, where do I go?
I guess second best is all I will know
'Cause when I'm with him I am thinking of you
(Thinking of you, thinking of you)
Thinking of you, what you would do
If you were the one who was spending the night
(Spending the night, spending the night)
Oh, I wish that I was looking into your eyes
You're like an Indian Summer in the middle of winter
Like a hard candy with a surprise center
How do I get better once I've had the best?
You said there's tons of fish in the water, so the waters I will test
He kissed my lips, I taste your mouth, oh!
(Taste your mouth)
He pulled me in, I was disgusted with myself
'Cause when I'm with him I am thinking of you
(Thinking of you, thinking of you)
Thinking of you, what you would do
If you were the one who was spending the night
(Spending the night, spending the night)
Oh, I wish that I was looking into
You're the best, and yes, I do regret
How I could let myself let you go
Now, now the lesson's learned
I touched it, I was burned
Oh, I think you should know!
'Cause when I'm with him I am thinking of you
(Thinking of you, thinking of you)
Thinking of you, what you would do
If you were the one who was spending the night
(Spending the night, spending the night)
Oh, I wish that I was looking into your, your eyes
Looking into your eyes, looking into your eyes
Oh, won't you walk through?
And bust in the door and take me away?
Oh, no more mistakes
'Cause in your eyes I'd like to stay, stay
I'm thinking of putting this story on hold... Sorry, not that anyone reads this story...
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