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A/N: I meant to update Saturday but I got distracted. Anyways, here it is: Chapter 7. I meant to put a little smut in this chapter but I didn't feel like it so there's not much.

Another thing, I'm working on another fic, it's a futurefic - I've kind of been obsessed with those lately - and I should be posting the first chapter in the next few months. I've already got a few chapters worked out but I definitely want to wrap up a few of my other fics before I start a new one. Right now I've got four fics going at once and between fanfiction, school, and work I'm exhausted all of the time, so I might take a brief hiatus after I get my fics that I'm working on now wrapped up. I'll let you guys know when I post the first chapter of my new fic, it's called Taking Chances by the way. Also, over the weekend I posted several one-shots that my friends have been begging me to write so check those out if you have time.

I don't always get around to thanking each individual reviewer and replying to them so I'm just going to do this all at once. Thanks for everyone that has reveiwed, fav'd, and alerted. It means so much that I have so many people that enjoy my writing. I will try to reply to my reviews from now but if I don't I apologize in advance.

Wow, long A/N, sorry, on with this chapter...

Rachel was at her locker the next day trying to hurry to first period when she looked around. This was weird. If Finn had told everyone about her and Puck everyone would be talking about it. Wouldn't they? She spotted Finn walking into the school and she hurried over to him.

"Did you tell everyone yet?" She asked quietly.

"Leave me alone, Rachel." Finn walked faster but she quickly caught up with him.

"Are you planning on telling anyone?" She questioned.

"It's your business. If you want to screw around with Puckerman and mess your life up, go ahead. I'm not going to stop you." Finn replied.

"So you aren't going to announce what you saw on my porch over the weekend." She grabbed his wrist.

"I have to go, Rachel." He pulled away from her and disappeared down the other hallway.

She sighed and as she was walking towards class she noticed the glares she was getting from Santana was that was nothing out of the ordinary so she ignored it.

Rachel grabbed Puck's arm and pulled him into the choir room with her during lunch.

"Hey." Puck smirked. "Wanna fool around?" He looked around the empty room. "Is that why you pulled me in here?"

"Have you talked to Finn?" She asked ignoring his questions.

"No." He frowned at Finn's name. "Why?"

"He knows. He saw us… but he hasn't told anyone." She sighed.

"Isn't that a good thing?" Puck asked.

"It's weird though, isn't it? Why isn't he announcing it out in front of everyone?" She questioned.

"I don't know, Rachel." He stepped towards her. "I don't really care either. It'll be easier for us to fool around without everyone knowing. It's kind of my style. Fooling around in secret, I mean."

"I know, but why is he keeping it from everyone?" She wondered.

"Does it matter?" Puck wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed the spot behind her ear. "Come on, Rachel. Talking about Finn can't be the only reason you pulled me in her."

"Noah." She felt herself sink against him. "We might get caught."

"Isn't that the best part? Doesn't it make this whole thing even better knowing that at any second someone could walk in and find us?" He asked huskily.

The bell rang and she pushed away from him. "I have to get to class."

"Berry!" He called after him and her step only faltered for a second before she kept going.

Puck made sure to park his truck well down the road from Rachel's house. She didn't want to risk getting caught again and neither did he. He quickly knocked on her door and looked around to make sure no one was driving by. The door opened and she pulled him in.

"You seem eager." He smirked.

"Did anyone see you?" She asked.

"I don't think so." He was already kicking his shoes off. He wanted to get Berry into her room and under him on her bed as soon as possible. It had been way too long since he had touched her or even kissed her.

"Come on." She led him up the stairs. "We don't have very long before my dads' arrive home from their date."

"Don't have to tell me twice." He shut her bedroom door behind him and led her towards her bed. "I have a question before we start."

"Okay." She nodded.

"I just want to stress that I love that we fool around almost every night and you let me do some pretty dirty things to you—"

"Noah—" She tried to cut him off but he stuck up his hand.

"And I really appreciate it, but when are we going to take that next step?" He asked.

"Next step?" She wondered what he could possibly be talking about.

"Sex, Rachel. I mean sex." He stated like it was obvious.

"Oh, Noah." She stood up and paced across her room. "You know I said I was going to wait until I was 25."

"That's like… a lot of years, Rachel." He was never that good at math.

"Eight years isn't that long." She shook her head. "But if you had let me finish you would know that I was going to say that I was reconsidering my decision to wait."

"You are?" He perked up.

"Yes." She nodded. "Sexual intercourse is a big step so I want to make sure I'm truly ready for it though."

"Of course." He agreed.

"And I need to trust my partner." She told him.

"You're talking about me, right? Because if you decide to give it up to some other guy after all of this I might go crazy." He said.

"Yes, I'm talking about you." She smiled. "You are the one I've been sneaking around with lately."

"So when do you think you might decide to take this next step?" He asked.

"Soon. Very, very soon." She told him and he broke out in a smile.

"Do you know how fucking amazing you are?" He asked leading her back on the bed.

"Yes." She chuckled when he pulled her shirt over her head.

"I am going to make you scream so loud right now." He told her. "You're going to be begging me to fuck you by the time I leave. You are going to come so hard you won't be able to think about anything else but me for the next week."

"Noah." She moaned feeling his hands slip under her waistband and pull on her skirt. "Hurry up."

"In a hurry, are we?" He smirked.

"Please, Noah." She begged.

"I'm getting there, Berry." He yanked her skirt and panties down in one swift motion and she carefully helped him kick them off. "You ready."

"Do it." She nodded and moaned loudly when he slipped two fingers inside of her. "Noah, please, I need more."

Puck smirked and kissed her mouth hard as he pumped his fingers faster and faster, listening as she moaned in rhythm with his hand. She broke under him and he loved the way she clung to him as she came. It was as if he was the only thing holding her down and it made him feel needed. That's what he loved about Rachel. Wait? Did he just say love?

"Noah." She whispered when she was finally able to speak again. "We have got to do this more often." She smiled when his lips attacked her neck.

"You're telling me." He smirked between kisses. "So by soon do you mean a month? A week? Maybe even this weekend?"

"Noah." She grinned and kissed him back quickly. "When I decide that I'm ready, you'll be the first to know. I promise."