Something Missing
Chapter 7
*I think a week is long enough to wait and since I am in a super good mood because I just celebrated my 6 year anniversary with my Loving Girlfriend soon to be Wife! Enjoy =) oh and this is rated NC-17.*
The taxi ride across town to Rachel's apartment was faster than usual. Driving in the twilight hours captured the city that never sleeps as a ghost town. Passing the flashing lights as they drive up Broadway. All Quinn could hear is her heart pounding in her ears. Her hands were shaking and clammy, her body, her senses were hyper aware of everything. The leather in the cab was sticking to her legs, the smell of curry coming from the cabbie, the way the lights bounces off her tan desert sand skin, how her eyes widen when they passed the flashing lights. She seems so calm and at peace and Quinn is freaking out. Freaking because she knows what's coming. She pinched her leg just to make sure. Yep. ..She was not dreaming. Before she knows it they are stopping. OK NOW she is freaking! The diva pays the man and they slip out of the car.
No words were exchanged as the elevators ascended them to the top floor they made their way across a small hallway to the diva's door. Rachel fiddles with her keys; she was calm up until this point. She's never brought a woman home like this. She's never acted on desire alone but there is something about Quinn Fabray that just feels right. She looks at her and smiles shyly as the door opens. They step in and Rachel drops her keys in the bowl on the small table next to the door.
They walk in to the kitchen. "Would you like something to drink?" The diva asks bashfully
Quinn licks her lips and shakes her head declining the offer. The blonde is at a loss for words as the moon light is flooding the kitchen and illuminating the tan skin, making her glow like smoldering embers on a dying fire.
Rachel moves slowly towards the blonde placing a shaky hand against hers. The moment their hands meet. Every cell, every nerve, every atom is enthralled at how amazing they fit. Rachel leads Quinn out of the kitchen, down the hall and towards her bedroom. As she enters the room Quinn is captivated by the divas room. It was simple which is far from the astounding girl. The room was painted in a soft inviting yellow. With maple furniture that made her feel like she was in the countryside. The only thing that screamed extravagance was her bed. A four post king size bed. The bed was housed with hundreds of pillows; of course the diva would encompass herself with fluffy clouds since she is in fact an angel. The brunette leads Quinn to the bench in front of her bed.
Rachel slides her trembling hands up the blonde's arms, leaving the burning sensation in her wake. She cups her hands on the taller woman's neck. Chocolate eyes pierce hazel, it's just them. No one in the world at this moment mattered. Not their past relationships, not the bullying or name calling, not the running and hiding, all that mattered is that they found each other. The blonde standing in front of her was beyond the cheerleading uniform, far from the little scared girl who used hate to protect herself, she was more than her paintings, more than her photos, more than her fame she was Quinn not Lucy Q. And at this moment she was here with her. Out of all the countless people she could have in the world. She chose her. Knowing that basic fact was powerful for Rachel, she wants to worship her and this simple truth was too much to bare.
Quinn was staring back at the brunette wishing she could read her mind. For all the things Rachel has become and accomplished she was still Rachel Berry, the girl in high school who wore those extremely short skirts who in Quinn's opinion should have been considered illegal. The girl who no matter the ridicule and countless ounces of frozen liquid thrown in her face walked around with her head held high. The girl she fell in love with is now grown up to be the woman she longs to surrender to. Quinn watches as Rachel pulls her in, the moment their lips meet they unravel. Rachel moans in to her mouth and Quinn swallows it. The brunette slides her tongue across her bottom lip begging for entrance and the taller woman accepts instantly.
This is like no other kiss, there is no battling for dominance, there is no desperation they know that this, what was being created between them deserved to be handled with care and to be savored. Quinn grunts as she slides her hands on the divas waist trying to pull her closer. Rachel feels Quinn's desperation as she tightens her grip on the blonde's neck, their bodies pressed so tightly against each other that neutrinos had no space to move but this was not close enough. Rachel sucks on the blonde's tongue and she rocks her hips in to the diva as her body fissions with shivers.
Rachel slides her lips down the blonde's jaw along her neck and sucks on her pulse point. She can feel the skin jumping erratically against her lips. Her small delicate hands play with the hem of Quinn's dress her hands touch bare skin as she massages the pale thighs. The blonde's head falls back as her eyes close tightly, she moves her hands in to Rachel's hair, grabbing a fist full as the Brunette places wet open mouth kisses on her collar bone.
The diva slides her hands to the back of the blonde's dress and pulls the zipper down. Her thumbs slide under the fabric resting on Quinn's shoulders and pulls the dress down, off her shoulders to uncover her breasts. Rachel thanks Barbara that the blonde was not wearing a bra, Quinn's full breasts, a perfect size with her pink hardened nipples made Rachel latch on to them instantly. The brunette housed the nub between her lips, her tongue swirls crimson nipple and bites down. Mine. She moves to the other breast not wanting to leave an inch untouched, she swirls her tongue around the nipple and sucks hard. Mine. She kisses her way down the valley of breast. Mine. As she drags the dress down past her abdomen to reveal the curve of her abs, she kisses her belly button. Mine. And continues to pull the dress achingly slow past her hips the brunette places slow wet kisses on her hip bone. Mine. And Rachel now falls to her knees as she lets go of the fabric, she watches gravity continue the work, the dress pools around the blonde's heels. The diva bends down to kiss the flesh on her foot. Mine. Sliding her tongue up the artist's shin as the diva's hand kneadles her calf, she places open kisses on her knee cap. Mine. Staking claim and loving every inch that is covering the blonde's body.
Open hands slide up the back of the blonde's thighs and grabs firmly on her ass. Quinn thrusts her hips forward in to Rachel's face, the brunette is hit with the strong scent of Quinn's arousal pooling between her legs. Rachel looks up to Quinn to see the blonde staring at her nursing her bottom lip in between her teeth. "You smell so good." Quinn whimpers as Rachel kisses the soaked wet panties. "You're so wet Quinn. Is this all for me?" she looks back up her eyes darken instantly as the blonde nods quickly, she slides her hands to her breasts grabbing them firmly. "Yes" she whispers. "All for you Rachel."
Rachel lets out a growl as she pulls the woman's wet panties down. Now the Blonde stands before her like a goddess. She wonders if this is what ancient Greeks felt when they saw Aphrodite. Every cell in Rachel's body wanted to please the woman before her. Being on her knees was perfect as she moved closer to the apex of Quinn's essence. She can see the blonde's swollen clit throbbing, the pulses made her mouth water. She pulls Quinn's legs farther apart to see her glistening wet lips. "I want to taste you" hearing those five words turned Quinn on so much that her juices were sliding down her thigh. Rachel places her tongue on the blonde's hot skin and slides up to the source.
Rachel hungrily places the swollen clit in her mouth that elicits a feral moan from the back of Quinn's throat. Her hand cups the back of the brunettes head pushing her closer to her heat. "Oh my…"
"Yes!." Rachel swirls her tongue around the swollen clit, using her teeth she gently grazes the bundle of nerves. "Fuck Rachel" The diva slips her tongue to the blonde's opening and thrusts in and out. Quinn tasted so delicious, better than anything she has ever tasted in her life; she never thought that saltiness can taste so sweet. Rachel wished she was no longer human needing nourishment from food. She wished that the pure essence of Quinn could be her food because she wants to eat her all day, every day!
Quinn jerks her hips from the laps that Rachel is giving her with her glorious tongue, the diva is rising her closer and closer to the clouds. She doesn't think she can continue to keep her balance on heels as the muscles in her thighs quake with the impending climax building up. "I'm so close" she cries. Quinn wants to thank the brunette's fathers for paying for all those years of vocal training. Because the things she is doing with that tongue in between breaths. Quinn is now riding the Diva's face. "RACHEL" she screams out as her body trembles. The singer continues to lick and suck as the blonde rides out her orgasm.
The blonde stumbles back on the bench. Panting she slowly opens her eyes to the brunette who has her eyes glued to her swollen nether lips. She sees the light bounce off the brunettes nose, lips, cheeks, chin and the sides of her neck as they were all coax glistening with Quinn's release, she pulls the diva to her lips and moans as she taste herself. Rachel's lips are warm, wet and soft and the thought that Rachel willingly drank her made her throb for more.
"That was…" the brunette starts but is cut off when they smash their lips together. "I want more" she commands. The diva stands up and slides the straps to her dress off her shoulders and the white dress falls to the ground. Quinn moans as she takes in the sight of Rachel. Miles upon miles of beautiful tan skin. Quinn grows hungrier and pulls the diva closer to her kissing her toned abs as she slides her hands up her waist. Rachel's body trembles from Quinn's touch. The blonde finally regains her strength and stands up, taking claim on the diva's lips.
They both were addicted to each other's lips. How everything that could be felt was said in the joining of their lips. The blonde kicks off her heels lowering herself closer to Rachel. She slides her hands to the smaller woman's hips and pulls her up. Rachel snakes her legs around the artist's waist and Quinn moves them towards the bed. They fall in to bed effortlessly and roll around consuming each other in kisses until Quinn has the brunette pinned down. The blonde pulls back panting as she rests her forehead on the diva's. They slowly open their eyes, hazel look deep in to darken chocolate eyes knowing that she was filled with lust no not lust, longing and love. Quinn knows that look because she has seen it before. The same look Santana gave Brittney on their wedding day. The look of complete devotion. Quinn swallows the lump in her throat as panic sets in.
Kissing Quinn is like heroin, the diva thinks as she is rolling around with the blonde fighting for dominance. Quinn rocks her hips in to the diva and she unravels. The kisses blend rarely breaking apart for air. She feels Quinn pull back; the blonde is resting her head on hers. She slowly opens her eyes to beautiful hazel eyes. "I love you" she says in her head. Everything that has happen in high school and after has lead her to this point. Its Quinn. It's always been Quinn. She feels as the blonde's body tenses.
"Baby, what's wrong?"
The blonde smirks at the term of endearment. She takes a deep breath in. "Rachel, I know that it has been 10 years since the last time you saw me but I've always been there on the side. When you were with Finn. After you broke it off with Finn, when you finally made your way to Broadway, I was there. I went to every opening, every closing, followed every interview, I was there. All of my art is you. You are my muse. You are the source of strength, beauty, confidence, wisdom you are my idea of perfection Rachel. I've waited so long to have you in the way I dreamed and fantasized about. I am so overwhelmed. You just so completely own me. I know it might be too soon and you may need time to sort all of this out but I know with every single molecule of my being that I- I I Love You Rachel" Quinn can't believe that she just verbally vomited all over Rachel's face. She panics when she sees tears falling from her angel's face.
"I'm sorry Rachel. Please say something" she pleas wiping the tears
"Quinn. I know that, what you just said was very hard for you. And I thank you for being honest with me." She takes a deep breath "now since I guess we are making our declarations I want to say that even though our actions to the eyes of other may be hasty but I feel that I've been waiting for you my whole life Quinn. I was too blind to see it in high school with my ambition to make it on the stage to get out of Lima and the infatuation of Finn but nothing has ever felt so complete. I love the stage and my career and the life I created for myself but at the end of the day I feel empty. The moment our eyes met two nights ago I know that this (she motions back and forth with her finger) this is real. The moment out lips met Quinn, my darling I was yours. I love you more than Broadway." Rachel wipes the tears falling from her lover's face.
"I've waited 10 years to hear that." She smiles and leans in
This kiss is new. Chaste. Slow. Filled with so much love that they were going to burst. "I love you" Rachel mumbles in to the blonde's lips. "I love you more" she kisses back. They get lost in each other. Bodies rock. Hands explore. Skin is licked. Heat builds. And Rachel finds herself gasping for air as Quinn slides her fingers up and down her slit. "Mmm Rachel. The things I dreamed of doing." She presses down on her throbbing clit. Making small circles as the divas hips rock. "How many times I've played with myself wishing it was your hands on me." She quickens the rubbing. "How many times I wished you'd cum for me. By me. With me." Pressing harder on the smaller woman's clit.
"Fuck. Quinn. Take me. Make me yours. Do everything. ANYTHING." She moans loudly
Quinn smirks and slides two fingers deep inside the divas heat. Rachel moans loudly as Quinn moves faster in and out of her lover. "Oh Quinn. More!" Quinn slides her fingers out and slides three back in. she uses her hips to thrust deeper in to the diva. Rachel dug her nails in to Quinn's neck screaming.
Quinn curled her fingers rubbing against the velvet ridges. Quinn kisses Rachel deeply before sliding down to take the brunette's swollen clit in her mouth. "Qui- Oh my god!" is all she can get out as Quinn flicks her tongue back and forth and thrusting in and out. Quinn curls her fingers again and bites down on her clit simultaneously hitting both spots. Rachel freezes momentarily as she sees stars. And she feels her body erupt with pleasure. She rocks her hips against Quinn's mouth.
Quinn was in heaven. No she was past heaven. She was a photon traveling the speed of light to the vast depths of the universe. She could feel Rachel getting closer as squeezes tightly around her fingers making it a little difficult to continue but she pushes harder, swirling her tongue around her swollen bundle of nerves. She knows that Rachel is on the edge so she bites down grazing her teeth from the base of her clit to the tip. Rachel's hips stop rocking and then her body trembles as she lets out a scream from the back of her throat that could be heard from the entire building. A gush of delicious release squirts in to Quinn's mouth. Drinking it up until the rides her orgasm out. Omg. I didn't know she can squirt! She thinks as she continues to feast on her lover's sweet nectar. Quinn slowly pulls out and wipes the juices dripping from her mouth off. She crawls up to hover over her lover who is panting and looks completely spent.
Rachel slowly opens her eyes to focus on the goddess before her. "Quinn. That . was. Amazing" she says between lazy kisses. "What?" she asks with the questioning smirk on the blondes face.
"Can I ask you something?" she nervously asks biting the side of her lip
"Anything"
"Does that always happen?"
"Does what?"
"That?" pointing down towards her legs
"wha-" she looks down and her eyes widen. Her body feels the wetness in the bed. "Oh My" the brunette looks back up to the blonde with red crimson crawling up her cheeks. "What is that?"
"You don't know what that is?" she asks amused
"Quinn! Did I urinate on myself!" she jumps up panicking. "Omg I just –"
Quinn puts her fingers to the panicking woman's lips. When she stops. She slides her hands on her shoulders. "Shhhh. Baby. Relax. It's ok." The diva instantly relaxes in to the blondes arms.
"I take it from your reaction that this has never happen. It's called female ejaculation or squirting and that was fucking Hot!"
The diva blushes more "you mean…..you liked that?"
"Fuck yes! And the fact this was your first time.." she stops and kisses the diva deeply trying to convey her point.
"Ok. Ok. Then I am glad. Thank you Quinn." She hugs her
"For what" she laughs in the embrace
"For giving me the best earth shattering orgasm in my life and I didn't have to fake it!"
"Well. It is my pleasure." She places a chaste kiss. When she pulls back she is met with dark brown eyes hungrily looking back. "What?"
The diva pushes the blonde back forcefully, claiming her lips. "Now let's see if I can get you to squirt" the diva trails off the Artists lips with determination in her eyes. The blonde lays her head back on the pillow, filled with anticipation, knowing that the brunette is going to rock her world.
Six hours later…
"Fuck Rachel"
"Fuck Quinn"
The blonde and the brunette both collapse on the bed unable to move a muscle.
"I love you so much Rachel and If I could move I would show you how much" Quinn said winded
"as much as I would love for you to show me….i think 6 orgasms is enough…that's more than I've had in 2 years"
"What's your favorite number Rachel?"
"Umm. 7 why?" Rachel yelps as she feels Quinn climb on top of her.
"Well since you only had 6 orgasms I think it is only fitting to go one more time. You like 7. Then I will give you 7"
"No baby you don't-….OH" Quinn slides her finger back in to her lover's sex.
"I fucking love you" she says as she quickens her pace.
"I love the way you feel. I love the way you taste. I love how wet you get for me. I love being inside you.
Do. You. Love. Me. Fucking. You. Like. This?" She asks between each forceful thrust in.
"I…yes..So good. Love you. Fucking. IMGOINGTOCUM!" she screams as Quinn bites down on her pulse point.
Rachel squirts all over Quinn's hand. "Oh Rachel, I love it when you make a mess." She attacks the divas lips.
"No more. I can't." The singer pants.
Quinn collapses next to her lover. Rachel slides in to Quinn's arms. Resting her head on the blonde's chest and draping her arm across her waist and tangling her legs with Quinn. The blonde plays with the long brunette hair. Both women laid in silence as their pounding hearts slowed together in to one beat. Breaths evened out and they drifted off in to peaceful sleep.
Wow, 1400 words of just foreplay, Go Me!
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