A/N: Did you like the last chapter? Should I do more with the whole Glee club involved or just keep it focuses on Q & R? – Leave a review or PM me, I'd rather negative feedback than no feedback.

Chapter 10 – Quinn's POV

"I know I said I'd clean up after the party, but I wasn't expecting to do it alone!" I laugh, glancing at Rachel who's sat cross-legged on the stage.

"I never said I'd help." She smirks. "It's kinda hot watching you clean my house though."

"Oh yeah?" I raise one eyebrow and slowly approach her. "Well, if you help me, then I'll show you something even hotter in the bedroom."

"Hnng." She moans as I gently bite her jaw and rub her inner thigh.

"Hnng?" I tease. "Sounds like you better grab a broom."

As my hand gets closer to her panties I hear her breath catch so quickly pull my hand away.

"You effing tease." She complains and snatches the broom out of my hand.

"Too badass to swear?" I laugh.

"Well you only swear when you orgasm." She points out.

"In that case, I'm looking forward to making you swear later." I wink. "By the way I also swear when I'm angry."

"I prefer the first kind." Rachel responds coyly.

The sexual tension in the room made us clean Rachel's basement extra quickly and it's not long until she's leading me up to her bedroom.

I push her against her door and lift her up, her legs automatically wrapping around my waist. I begin sucking and biting her neck as my hands run up her thighs to grip her butt. She starts to grind against me so I carry her over to the bed, noticing the small red mark on her neck.

We easily remove each other's clothing until we're both naked and I'm lying on top of her, my mouth on hers.

"Mmm, you're so wet babe." I moan into her mouth as my hand finds her pussy.

She grunts in response, pushing against my fingers.

"I want to try something, close your eyes." I whisper.

"Quinn… what are you…"

"Do you trust me?" I interrupt.

She nods her head and closes her eyes.

I roll off her and move so I'm also lying on my back. I then slide my left leg under her right leg and place the other on top of her left leg. I then thrust myself towards her, releasing a hiss as my pussy lips come into contact with hers and start grinding my hips. I hear a moan escape Rachel's lips and begin moving faster, pushing our clits together as she starts rotating her hips too, our combined juices creating the perfect lubricant.

"I'm so close baby." She hums.

"Swear for me Rach." I demand as I feel my own orgasm brewing.

"Shiittt Quinn." Rachel moans as she climaxes, reaching down to interlace her fingers with mine.

Hearing the sounds of her orgasm pushes me over the edge. "Fuuccck." I scream out still moving shakily against Rachel.

Eventually she pulls away. "That was… intense." She giggles.

The sight of her chest heaving in an attempt to control her breathing makes me want her even more so without warning I shove my tongue inside her weeping hole, lapping up our mixed cum.

"Oh!" She jerks.

I feel her try to move away so wrap my arms around her thighs and starting jutting my tongue in and out of her at high speeds, causing her to squirm above me. When I feel her tight walls start to twitch around my tongue I pull it out and replace it with a finger, immediately finding her g spot to send her over the edge again.

As she screams in pleasure I slowly kiss my way up her body, gently sucking on each nipple as I pass her chest until I reach her panting mouth and stick my tongue in. She moans softly as she tastes herself before pulling away to catch her breath. I roll over to lie next to her.

"You're amazing." She smiles.

"I love… making you feel that way." I say, chickening out on what I actually wanted to say.

She rolls onto her side to face me and kisses me gently.

"What are you doing next weekend?" I blurt out suddenly.

"Um, nothing that I know of, why?"

"Well I overheard my mum talking to my sister about a housewarming party for her and her husband and was thinking about surprising Frannie, want to come with?"

She grins. "Of course. I'll have to check with my dads first but it should be okay."

"Great." I smile back.

The following Saturday I pull up outside Rachel's house and honk my horn. A few minutes later I smile as she walks out of the front door towards my house. I can't help but stare at the sight of her, she has shed her trademark animal jumper and plaid skirt and is instead wearing a tight white dress, her hair pulled up into a neat bun.

"I'm sorry, who are you and what have you done with my girlfriend?!" I joke. "You look stunning."

She blushes. "Thanks, I like your skirt."

I laugh, glancing down at my black mini skirt. "One day you'll give me a proper compliment and I'll faint."

"Maybe I don't compliment you because I prefer you when you're conscious." She giggles.

I lean over to give her a quick peck on the lips before pulling away from the kerb.

A few miles down the road Rachel screams and I swerve in surprise.

"Rachel! Don't do that!"

"Sorry, it's just I love this song."

I glance at her briefly and she smiles sheepishly before turning the volume up and singing along to the radio.

A short while later we arrive at the address I found in my mums address book.

"Ready to meet my family?" I ask Rachel.

She takes a deep breath. "Ready as I'll ever be."

I get out of the car and go round to the passenger side to let her out, taking her hand and leading her up the front path before knocking on the door.

We can hear music and talking from inside and I squeeze Rachel's hand nervously.

My sister opens the door.

"Quinn!" She exclaims, pulling the door close to her so we couldn't see past her.

"Hi Frannie." I greet her and gesture to Rachel. "This is my girlfriend, Rachel."

She smiles kindly but it seems forced.

"Are you okay?" I ask.

"Yeah, mum said you weren't coming." She babbles, looking at Rachel then back at me.

"We came as a surprise." I explain, worry settling in my stomach.

"That's sweet." She hesitates, glancing over her shoulder. "But Quinn…"

"What?" I encourage her.

"Dad's here."