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Chapter Ten.

He legitimately couldn't believe he was here. She was in his arms, kissing him. He was kissing Rachel.

She pulled away and licked her lips, her fingers lightly rubbing the hem of her shirt. In one fluid motion, she had the shirt over her head and stood before him, waiting for him to reciprocate. He kissed her again as he unbuttoned her pants, pushing them down as she stepped out of them. She grabbed his shirt and pulled it off over his head, once again meeting his lips for a passionate kiss.

Her head was in the clouds. This was a man who made her feel desirable, wanted, loved, protected. He wouldn't hurt her, not in a million years. She hadn't known him long, but she could tell. He was one of the good ones.

He pulled away from her, hands on his head. "This is crazy," he said, and she bit her lip at how his boxers formed around his erection. She made him that way. Her eyes met his again as he rushed toward her, kissing her roughly and unhooking her bra.

"Upstairs?" she asked and he nodded, hooking her legs around his waist as he carried her toward the stairs.

He placed her down on the bed, hovering over her. He planted kisses on her neck, chest, and down her stomach. As he peeled off her panties, he took one of her nipples in his mouth and rolled his tongue around it. She moaned at his touch, and he repeated his movements on her other breast as his fingers lightly caressed her folds.

"Finn," she moaned, arching her back into his touch. He kissed her lightly, using his tongue to trail his way slowly to her stomach. Finn placed his head between her legs and felt himself get even harder, if it was even possible, when he inhaled her scent. Eyes locked with hers, he placed his mouth on her and relished her moans as he licked her nub. He pressed a finger gingerly inside her, and she raised her hips against him in response.

"Nuh-uh, eyes on me," he said with a smirk as she threw her head back in lust. She bit her lip and watched as he worked her, running her fingers into his hair and pulling slightly. He quickened, her body tightening around him as he added a finger.

"God, Finn," she cried, throwing herself back onto the bed and gripping the sheets. She came hard, one hand thrust in his hair and the other gripping his shoulder, his tongue still moving expertly within her folds.

She grasped his shoulders, pulling him up toward her. Rolling them over, she straddled him and began to tease him through his boxers. He closed his eyes and bit his lip, whispering, "Fuck," as she removed his underwear and he felt her warm breath on him.

She took him into her mouth, sucking lightly and moving her head. He thrust slightly, careful not to overwhelm her with his passions. "Fuck, Rachel, you're so hot."

He felt her smile as she continued to bob, flicking the tip of his penis with her tongue. He groaned and pulled her up so her face was parallel to his. She looked concerned.

"Was I doing something wrong?" she whispered, her brow furrowed.

"No, God. If you kept doing that," he responded, "we wouldn't have gotten any further."

She smirked, kissing him again. "Do you have a condom?"

He nodded, gesturing to the bedside table. She leaned over as his hand met her center again, and opened the drawer. She ripped a condom from the sleeve and tore the package open, rolling it down his shaft. His hips bucked at her touch, and she grinned.

"Ready?" he asked as she straddled him again and lined his hard cock with her entrance. She nodded, unable to form the words she wanted so badly to say. She eased onto him, savoring the fullness he provided her.

He groaned, her tightness squeezing him pleasurably. "Rachel," he moaned, gripping her hips. "Are you okay?" he asked.

She nodded, moving slightly upwards and dropping down onto him again. The pleasure rippled through both of their bodies as they began moving in tandem.

He was having sex with Rachel.

"Oh, Finn," she cried, his hands finding her erect nipples and plucking them slightly. He leaned up to take one in his mouth as she moved fluidly onto him.

"God, Rach," he moaned, feeling close to his breaking point. He had to make sure she came first.

His free hand found its way to her clit, stroking it quickly as he continued to suck on her breast. He felt her tightening, and then found his release just as she had hers. He fell backward on the bed, easing out of Rachel and pulling her to his chest.

He must've fallen asleep. Glancing at the clock, he saw that it was nearly six. Where was Rachel?

Sitting up, he was met with the sight of Rachel's bare back, her fit behind in a pair of delicious panties. How had he not noticed how sexy those panties were? The bruises that framed her were hard to miss. Every bruise, old and new. Every scar.

"Hey," he said quietly, taking in her beautiful essence. She turned around, exposing her breasts to him. She smirked, covering herself with her bra and leaning on the bed to plant a kiss on his lips. He tried to deepen it but she pulled away.

"I have to get home," she responded, dressing quickly. He was sad to see her go, but of course, she understood.

"Thank you for…that," he said, clearing his throat and finding his boxers, pulling them up around him.

"Oh, no," she responded, leaning into him and plunging her tongue into his mouth. When she pulled away, she finished, "thank you."

He dressed as well, walking her to the front door. Planting a quick kiss on her cheek before opening the door, he watched as she sauntered back to her house, a noticeable hesitation in her step. She turned her head slightly, taking a last peek at his house before entering her own.

Oh, Rachel, he thought. What I wouldn't give to make sure you never go back there again.

Finn turned his back to the window and frowned as he took in his now-empty house.

"I really need a dog."

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