Disclaimer: I don't own Glee.
A/N: It seems like most people enjoyed all of the fluff last chapter so I kept the pattern going and this chapter is pretty light. Since I said that we're nearing the end I don't want this too angsty so I'm trying to steer away from all of that. Honestly, this chapter is mostly smut. I felt some Puckleberry smut was long overdue in this fic so I threw it in here.
Puck didn't make it the next weekend. Or the next one. He either had an exam coming up or a big assignment due. He wanted so badly to see Rachel but she told him that as soon as they graduated it would be worth it. It was right after finals and their second year of college was officially over that he finally got to see Rachel again.
They were both coming home to Lima that summer but Puck got there first, almost a full week before Rachel. She had a few things to tie up in New York but today she was finally coming home to Lima. That's why Puck was standing in the airport, nervously pacing, and watching the door intently, trying to will Rachel to arrive sooner. Her flight was supposed to land an hour ago but apparently they had gotten held up. Puck blew out a breath and then froze when he saw the whirlwind of brown hair smiling widely at him.
He just stood there for a minute, too stupid to move and she just laughed at him as she got closer. Finally, he broke out of his trance and rushed to meet her halfway, pulling her into his arms tightly and burying his face in her neck and hair.
"Rachel." He whispered, feeling his stomach doing somersaults just because he was finally touching her again. "I have missed you so much." He told her, pulling her closer still. "I am not letting you out of my sight all summer. You better get ready for this, babe, because the only thing you're going to be seeing is the inside of your bedroom."
"Sounds like a plan." She laughed, letting him pull away from her but he still held onto her, neither one of them willing to stop touching each other. It had been far too long since they had last seen each other.
He stood there, this stupid grin on his face, as he stared down at her and she rolled her eyes because she knew what he was thinking. "What?" He laughed. "I'm not doing anything."
"Are you going to kiss me or not?" She asked, daring him as she bit into her bottom lip and looked up at him from under her thick lashes.
He let out a sound that sounded similar to a growl before leaning down to kiss her forcefully. His hands grabbed the back of her neck and tangled in her hair as their teeth clashed and tongues battled for dominance.
"Noah." She pulled away after a while, both of them out of breath. "We should go home before we give these people a show they didn't ask for."
He just nodded in response, still clenching her hand before hurrying to get her luggage. Rachel may have a lot of stuff but she knew how to pack and Puck was grateful she only had three suitcases plus her carry-on. He frowned, realizing he'd have to let go of her hand to carry all of this.
"Come on." Puck grabbed the two larger suitcases and she hurried along behind him carrying the rest. "My trucks over here."
She had to jog to keep up with him and she frowned when she saw how far away his truck was parked. "Noah." She whined.
"Hurry up." He told her, throwing her luggage haphazardly into the back of his truck.
"I know that you're excited and all but why are you in such a hurry?" She asked, setting her bag into the back end of his truck. "And why are you parked so far away?" She looked around at the near empty parking lot they were standing in.
He got this wicked smirk on his face and took a step closer to her. "Ever had wild I-miss-you sex in the middle of an airport parking lot?" He asked pulling her tight against him and running his fingers down her spine under her shirt.
She gasped at his words. "Noah." She looked around one more time.
"It'll be great, Rach. I've want you so much right now. Feel how much I want you." He grabbed her wrist and led her hand to the front of his pants.
"Noah." She moaned, letting her hand slip into the front of his jeans, unbuttoning them quickly before stroking him a few times.
He groaned against her neck and bucked his hips against her. "Fuck!"
"Truck." She told him and he knew what she meant.
Without letting go of her he led her over to the door, yanked it open and somehow managed to get them both inside. She was still stroking him and he was having a hard time concentrating on anything but her hand at the moment.
"Rachel." He growled, pulling her hand away from him and hauling her into his lap so that he could kiss her again. "Take your clothes off." He demanded.
"Noah." She said a little warily but finally obliged, pulling her shirt over her head and letting it fall to the floor of his truck. With a little help from Noah she finally got her skirt hiked up on her hips and her panties soon joined her shirt on the floorboard. "Noah." She arched her back when his mouth found her nipple.
She grappled with his shirt, desperate to get it off of him and when she finally did her hands raked over his chest and they both moaned.
"I missed you." She whispered, leaning down to kiss his lips. "You have no idea how many nights I thought about you." She swallowed thickly, allowing him to raise his hips so that he could slide his jeans and boxers down.
"More." He rasped the word out and she knew he wanted her to continue with what she was saying.
"I thought about you touching me." She told him and looked down to see him palming himself. She smiled softly and brushed his hand away to take his place, holding him firmly and running her thumb over the head. "About you being inside of me. You always feel so good… so big." She whispered, knowing this was probably turning her on even more than it was him. When she talked like this she knew he liked it and she felt like she had some control over him. Her hand worked him faster and he grunted, squeezing his eyes shut, panting quickly.
"Shit, Rachel." He ground out.
"I thought about your fingers." She breathed against his ear. "Oh, and your mouth. My, God, Noah, your mouth. It's amazing." Her heart sped up when he nodded, gripping her hips tightly. "I would be in bed late at night and I couldn't sleep. Do you want to know what I did?"
"Fuck, yes." He nodded fiercely and she smiled.
"I wanted to call you. I wanted you to get me off, Noah." She told him and he groaned. "You're always so good at it. You know just what to do but I didn't want to wake you up in the middle of the night or whatever time it was here so I just had to do it myself."
"Rachel." He panted. "I'm close. So fucking close."
"It's okay, Noah." She whispered. "I would imagine your fingers. It was always your fingers, Noah but now…" She squeezed him a little more firmly and could feel him throbbing. "Now I want the real thing." She latched onto his neck and sucked hard, feeling him go over edge, calling out her name loudly as the hot liquid spilled over her hand.
"Shit." He laughed. "I've been neglecting you, baby." He told her when he realized that the whole time she had been getting him off he had been sitting here like an idiot, not even touching her. "I'll just have to make up for it."
"Mm hmm." She agreed, still licking and kissing his neck.
"Rachel." He shifted her over him so he could get his hand between her legs. "So wet." He whispered, his fingertips teasing her folds. "Do I get you wet, Rachel?"
"So much." She nodded.
"Is this what you want?" He asked, slipping one finger inside of her and they both moaned in unison.
"Fuck." She whispered, nuzzling her face into his neck to silence her moans. "More." She struggled to get the word out. She was damn close and Noah was just teasing her now.
Puck eagerly obliged, slipping another finger inside of her and finding a rhythm she seemed to enjoy. "I want to be inside of you so bad right now." He whispered huskily, his fingers moving faster. "But first I'm going to make you cum with my fingers."
"Noah." She was getting loud and it made Noah smirk.
Her nails were digging into his shoulders and by the way she was clenching around his fingers he knew she was going to cum, hard and fast.
"Now, Rachel. Cum now." He ordered, his thumb pressing down on her clit hard, and she came, letting out his name again loudly and panting into his neck as he wrapped his arms around her to hold her close.
"I love you." Rachel whispered.
Puck smiled and hugged her closer. "I love you, too. Even with all your crazy."
She lifted her head to sprinkle kisses all over his neck and up to his lips. "I need you inside me, Noah." She told him and he looked around.
The parking lot they were in was still empty but they were dangerously close to the exit and someone might see. He frowned but then flipped her over so that she was lying on the seat of his truck and he was hovering over her.
"I'm going to take you so hard right now." He promised, digging into his jeans for a condom which she quickly helped him slip on.
"Noah?" She asked. "Can I ask you a question?"
"Right now?" Puck's eyes widened.
"I know that it's been awhile since we were together." She began. "And I also know that we didn't make anything official. I haven't been with anyone else but I understand if you were with someone else..." She trailed off.
"That's not a question, Rach." He raised his eyebrows.
"Noah." She whined.
"We may not have made it official but there was only you, Rach." He chuckled when she grinned. "Only you." He leaned down to kiss her slowly. "You ready?" He asked, slipping his hand down to part her folds.
He didn't get an answer, just a whimper as he lifted her leg up in the crook of his elbow and drove himself into her. He stayed like that for a minute, buried deep inside of her as they both got used to how big he felt inside of her.
"Noah." She moaned, circling her hips to try to get him to start moving.
Puck brought himself back and then pushed himself into her again, harder this time, dragging moans out of both of them. He lifted her leg higher as he pumped into her. Her moans filled his truck and it just made him thrust into her faster.
"I…" Rachel struggled to form a sentence. "I'm close…"
"Cum for me, baby." Puck whispered. "Cum with me."
She clung to him as their orgasms took them both over the edge and Puck had a hard time not collapsing on top of her. He let her leg slip from his arm and then he slowly pulled out of her.
"Fuck." He panted. "Just… fuck."
"That good, huh?" She teased, laughing slightly.
"You have no idea, Berry." He planted a sloppy wet kiss on her forehead, tasting the sweat, before pushing himself up and grabbing his clothes. "We should probably get out of here before someone catches us."
"That would probably be best." She fixed her skirt and pulled her shirt over her head.
Puck quickly disposed of the condom and redressed before looking over at Rachel again. "I really have missed you." He told her, pulling her across the seat towards him. "I never want us to stay apart that long again."
"Me either." She agreed, leaning over to kiss his cheek. "But we have all summer. We have all summer to soak each other up."
"I was going to wait to tell you but I'm going to explode if I keep this from you any longer." He smiled and when her face flashed with worry he grabbed her hand. "It's a good secret, Rachel."
She nodded, urging him to go on but the worry didn't leave her face.
"I uh… I talked to your dads'." He told her. "They called up NYU and got me these transfer papers and after pulling a few strings I landed an audition."
"Noah." She took a deep breath.
"That's why I had to leave early that day on winter break last year. I pushed my flight back a few hours so I would have time to make my audition."
"Why didn't you tell me?" She asked.
"I wasn't sure if I was going to get in and I didn't want you to be disappointed in me." He shrugged sheepishly. "But I did. I got in, Rachel."
She bit into her bottom lip and then a smile broke out over her face. "You'd really do that? You'd transfer to NYU for me?"
"Only you." He replied, kissing her softly, and Rachel wasn't sure why but those two words turned her on more than they should.