Chapter Thirty-Five
Rachel POV
"Rachel, please don't do this" Finn bursts out, "You're beautiful."
"This isn't a discussion. I'm doing this." I shoot back without think for a second. The look in Finn's eyes is unforgettable, but the hand he has on Quinn's is also unforgettable. I look at their hands that are linked and I set myself back in my seat replaying his words over and over in my head. He said I was beautiful, for the second time since we've been broken up.
He still has such a hold on my heart. I turn around and I see him and Quinn making out. She's ripping his plaid over-shirt off and he's pulling off her cardigan. All of a sudden it's only us three in the room and Finn is laying Quinn on the floor, pushing chairs out of the way. I shit my eyes shut and open them again and see the same thing. "Go away." I scream over and over. I try to run out of the room but my legs won't work. "STOP!" I scream, running towards Finn. "Get off her" I'm crying.
Finn turns and looks at me, "wake up!"
I open my eyes and gasp, holding my chest and breathing heavy. I look up and see Finn above me, "baby." he whispers, "You were shaking." He says pulling me towards him but I push him away instinctively. I try to put my mind in the right time frame, but I'm having a hard time. I holding my head in my hands and I feel myself starting to bawl. "Baby," Finn sounds desperate now, "What is wrong?" He whispers. "You're going to wake Chris."
Chris. His name brings me back to my senses. "I'm sorry, Finn." I finally breath out. "I'm so sorry." I wrap my arms around him. I curl myself up in him and he rocks me back and forth.
"Rachel, baby." He whispers in my ear, "Was it just a bad dream?" He whimpers into my ear.
I pull myself tighter to him, "I love you." I say simply.
"I love you more." He says back and I cry myself to sleep in Finn's arms.
The next morning when I wake up with a puffy face I see Finn rocking Chris in the rocking chair falling asleep, the poor guy had to console us all night and didn't get any sleep. Luckily yesterday was the last day of school for Seniors. Today we have a rehearsal for Graduation and tomorrow we're graduating for good. We got Chris a little cap to wear to take pictures with us, it's going to be really cute.
I sit myself up and the movement jars Finn awake who puts Chris back in his crib and comes to my side, "You doing alright, Rach?"
I stick out my bottom lip just a little, "I'm so sorry I acted that way last night." I say with a sigh, "I had a really weird dream."
"It's okay baby." Finn says laying his head on my chest. "I just felt so awful you were so sad." He says sincerely.
"I am sorry, I'll let you about it after you wake up." I say patting his hair down.
He yawns and pulls me close, "Kurt is coming to get Chris within the hour, they are going to the aquarium, remember?" Finn reminds me, "Let's both sleep, we both had rough nights."
I smile and kiss my boyfriend and run my fingers through my hair while he falls asleep, I wait until Kurt comes to get Chris before I will allow myself to sleep.
Once I do let myself drift into slumber my dreams are over taken by Finn, but not Finn and Quinn, thank god.
Finn taking care of me in every way, mostly in dirty ways. In one dream Finn licks me until I orgasm, and in another we have sex in the shower, and again in another we make love on the piano. Just when I think the dreams won't stop coming I'm awaken by Finn's tongue on my neck.
"Finn." I whisper slapping him away, but really I want him so bad it hurts.
"Everyone is out." He says before pushing his lips against mine and pulling off my shorts and panties in one foul swoop.
I smile and push Finn down on the bed positioning myself on top of him after taking off his boxers, "Okay, happily." I say before pulling off my shirt and letting myself come down on top of him.
"Whoa." He exhales as I feel him make his way inside me. "You are already wet." He stutters out.
"I know." I breath as I bring my mouth to his, "I might have been having a sex dream about you." I whisper against his lips and shove my tongue into his mouth, allowing myself to taste him fully. After bringing myself up and down on him he finally pulls me down and himself on top of me.
"A sex dream, huh?" He whispers, breathlessly into my ear, "And what was I doing in this dream?"
I moan before I speak, "oh, wow, uh... You were doing this. And, you also." I loose my consentration as I feel myself coming undone in his arms, "Don't stop Finn!" I scream.
He thrusts himself harder in me and grabs my hand, putting my fingers and his above his shaft, making me touch myself and start to massage. "I won't stop, keep talking." He breaths out.
"And you were, oh wow, you were fucking me up against a wall."
"Dammit Rach!" Finn says thrusting harder, massaging me faster, "What else?"
"You were..." I pause, I don't know how he'll take this last part, "licking me."
"Oh shit."
I feel him release inside of me, which makes me orgasam. I feel my wall concave on his shaft and we moan in unison. I don't stuff a pillow in my mouth like I normally do because I know were alone.
We lay there for a while, him inside of me. Finally after a few minutes he rolls over and we make our way to the bathroom to shower ourselves clean.
"Wow, Rachel!" Finn says to me as I'm putting shampoo in my hair, "How often do you have these dreams?" He asks before bringing his lips to mine.
"Once a month or so."
"I want to live them out." He says honestly before he begins to shampoo his own hair.
"Even the last one?"
"Especially the last one!"
The thought of Finn actually doing that to me makes me weak in the knees. I want to lean back right now and have him do it for me, but I know that wouldn't be appropriate so I just hug him around the neck and kiss his lips and say, "I can't wait" in a seductive tone.
Before I know it I'm up against a wall, my legs wrapped around Finn and he's thrusting himself back inside me, I can't even contain my moans. I scream his name as he makes me come for the second time today. "After graduation," Finn whispers while I'm at the peak of my orgasm, "I am going to go down on you."
I want to slap him for being so perverted, but honestly, it's what I want. "Oh, god Finn." I scream out while my nails dig into his back and I roll my neck back as his words make me come harder. "Yes please." I moan before my body falls and feels limp. He lets me sit for a while and he finishes showering, and even cleans me off.
We start to get ready and I make us lunch, and after we eat I call Kurt to see when he'll be home and he says he will just meet us at rehearsal which isn't until 7. When I tell Finn this he basically undresses in the kitchen, pulling my panties off and entering me in on the kitchen counter. I have never experienced anything like this with Finn, but I am not complaining. "Fuck me, Finn" I whisper in his ear, because I know it gets him going, as he enters me for the third time today and he does. We have sex on the kitchen counter, floor, table and stairs before finally moving to the couch where I take the lead, pushing myself up and down on him until he explodes into me. Each time he has there has been less semen and this time it was almost nonexistent.
I roll off of him, forgetting wear I am and fall on the floor. I look at the clock and notice we've been doing that for two hours. "You broke your record."
"My thirty minute record?" He teases me, "Not hard to beat." He says rolling off the couch and onto me.
All of the sex has made us both tired, so after our second shower of the day we lay in bed and sleep and set our alarm for 6pm to get up for rehearsal.
We wake up and I'm still groggy, but Finn whips me into gear. He helps me find my clothes and reminds me to put on mascara before we leave. He even stops at the Lima Bean for coffee for a us both. We literally did nothing today and yet we both are acting like we ran a marathon. Well, I guess we did have a marathon of sorts.
After the long rehearsal we take Chris home and sing him to sleep before going to the bathroom for round... 4? 5? I've lost track. We can't keep our hands off each other. I think that having Chris gave us this reason to not be hormonal sex crazed teens, but suddenly, it's like something clicked and that feeling is back again. After that we make our way to sleep and I wake him up halfway throughto rendezvous in his truck. We bring the baby monitor just in case, but there is something so exciting about doing it in the truck outside our house. Finn breaks his record again and now we're at 4 hours, which was amazing, but unfortunately by the time we are done the sun is coming up and Chris is cooing for us to go get him.
It's graduation day, and there will be no sleeping all day for us. I take the first shift with Chris until Carole realizes how tired I am and tells me to get another couple hours of sleep. I crawl back in bed with Finn to sleep for a little bit longer before we have to get up. As I start to drift to sleep I feel Finn's hand make his way in between my thighs, "no." I whisper and scold him all at once, "I need sleep, Finn." I say before he finally makes his way to my underwear. I let him push them aside and feel myself wanting more, "Okay, but quickly." I say before I let myself loose in his arms. I pulls myself close to him and bite on his neck when I feel the urge to moan.
His fingers move rapidly on my lips and then enter me, I tip my head back rip off my own shirt to feel the closeness of our skin together. "I want you." I whisper.
"I'm all yours." He confirms before allowing himself to enter me. We silently let our bodies dance under the blankets and before I know it our alarm is going off.
"Shit!" He whispers into my chest where I was pretty sure his mouth had decided to hold up a permanent residence. "Can you come?" He asks and thrusts deeper.
"Of course, can you?" I whisper back.
"Yes." He hits the snooze. "We've got nine minutes" He says before lifting me up and shoving me against the wall before shoving his hand in my mouth to bite down on and gripping the wall tightly with his other hand.
In moments we're done and I taste blood in my mouth from Finn's skin that I broke with my teeth. "I'm so sorry."
"Don't apologize." He says holding his hand up to my mouth, "Seriously, one of the hottest things ever." He says before kissing me lightly and getting up to get dressed.
"Shower?" I ask.
"No time. I assumed since we took two yesterday we wouldn't need one today so I didn't set enough time on the alarm." He explains quickly before grabbing Chris;s baby wipes. "Make the best of these."
"Ew" I say cringing.
After we get dressed we say Goodbye to Finn's parents and Chris and go to the school to get our gowns. We have to split up alphabetically after we do that so I kiss and hug Finn and he makes his way by Kurt. I'm by no one I know very well. We listen to Mr. Figgins talk about character and Jesus. My science teacher talks about respect and the Suzie Pepper, the valedictorian talks about finding love in all the wrong places. I have to laugh to myself, because I definitely found my love in a choir room singing a song from Grease. I don't know if that is fate or just hilarious.
The guest speaker is the chief of police that ends with telling us the dangers of underage drinking and I chuckle to myself because the danger for me ended up being Chris, and he's the biggest love of my life. Well, besides Finn.
We make our way to get our diplomas and it's all a blur. A blur of screaming, pictures and hugging. Santana and Brittany slushied Karofsky at the end of the ceremony and I was pretty sure he was going to cry, Kurt of all people followed him.
We make our way home and sing Chris to sleep again and I don't even bother changing out of my dress. Finn helps me out of it, though and puts me in his sweats and t-shirt. He lies down next to me and we look in each others eyes.
"The 48 hours have been..." I start.
"Amazing?" Finn smirks in response, eyes half closed.
"Yes. and intense."
"I agree. Can we just sleep tonight?" He asked kissing my nose.
I giggle and curl up into his arms, "Yes please."
"I'm serious, Rach. If I wake up with your hand down my pants..."
"I promise, Finn. Just sleep tonight." I say and pinkie swear him.
We fall asleep wrapped around one another and when I wake up my hand is in his pants and he is pulling up my shirt, "We can sleep when we're dead." He whispers against my skin.
"Or old." I say with a laugh and let him take me again.