A/N Ello! So um, I have no idea when the actual update day is but I'm gonna try and get it so I at least update once a week, most likely on Saturdays. But to the guest with the Nile River reference, you made my life, bahaha. Best review ever. Also, I know the domestic violence subject is going to be rather touchy, but it's still going to happen. Who's to say Finn's the one who's on the giving end of it though? Domestic violence is very much so the same when a woman puts her hands on a male. It's critical to this story so sorry to anyone who doesn't wish to read it. But any who, chapter number THREE. Fair warning, enjoy ;) Reviews make me write faster!

Finn barely made it inside the nightclub before females quickly began to recognize him. The atmosphere was dead on. Everyone was dancing or drinking. Out of habit the drug lord allowed his eyes to scan the room. He quickly noted a few dodgy looking men dressed in nearly all black near a back corner of the club. He looked at Puck who had found his way to Finn's side after making a few sales to a couple of lovely ladies, before nodding his head in the direction of the men in the back corner. Puck obviously took the hint and had made his way in the direction of the men to find out more information.

"Chang, you crazy fucking Asian." Finn commented as he watched his bartender and top sniper tossing around glasses and pouring drinks out of shakers.

"Boss." Mike stated as he ducked his head to which Finn just nodded before turning around to sit on a stool. Within seconds Finn's usual crown and coke was beside him. The drug lord pulled out a hundred dollar bill and set it down next to his glass before picking it up. Just as his lips were met with the very familiar sting of the alcohol; Ashlee graciously slipped into Finn's lap.

"Hey babe." The bleach blonde female squeaked out.

Finn was sure to finish his drink in a single gulp; not at all the intention he had when he first picked his glass up, placing it down before finally looking to the girl in his lap who was offering him a flirtatious smile.

"I thought you weren't allowed in here?"

"You know those bouncers like boobs, babe." Ashlee stated as she pressed her chest into Finn's face.

Oh someone was definitely going to die for this one. He just knew he shouldn't have slept with Ashlee. It was always the sweet looking ones that ended up being the crazies. Finn was never one to take out a woman who didn't pose a threat to him and he was pretty sure he had set her on the not admitted list. He turned his head from Ashlee to look at Mike who gave the taller man a pained look before handing him another crown and coke.

"Hey? Why don't you go dance for me and I'll meet you out on the dance floor?" Finn coaxed.

"Yeah, okay!" Ashlee placed a kiss on the man's cheek, leaving behind her lipstick before she ran off to the middle of the dance floor. Finn picked up his glass, roughly wiping his cheek off as he made his way towards the entrance more than ready to find out who exactly had let the crazy in.

He leaned against the left doorway of the two massive double doors which lead into the club, eyes scanning out the long line of people still trying to get inside. One of the four bouncers standing outside looking over Ids looked to him before making their way over.

"Mr. Hudson, lovely evening isn't it?"

"Who let her in?" Finn asked, eyes still glued to the line looking for leggings.

"Um, I don't understand what you mean, sir?"

"Ashlee."

Rachel had been a mess of nerves since her and Santana had arrived to the club. Yes, she looked far much older than what the seventeen year old normally did but that didn't change the fact that those bouncers were Id'ing people.

"Santana, they're not gonna let me in."

"If you look like you have a pole shoved up your ass they won't, calm down." The Latina squeezed Rachel's shoulders as the line continued to move and they got closer and closer to the entrance.

Rachel couldn't help but to let her fingertips tap against her bare flat stomach as she awaited for the line to move; arms crossed underneath her chest. She had noticed the same tall man before; when he had cut everyone in line and just gone in, pass the bouncers.

"How often do you come here?" The little diva asked her best friend as the line moved once again.

"Maybe three Fridays a month?" The Latina stated, looking ahead to see they were next in line to get in.

"And they never ID you, right?" Rachel asked to which Santana just shook her head. She took a couple of deep breaths before she looked forward again and her eyes locked with those of the strange, line skipping man. She wanted to tear her graze away from his, honestly she did but her eyes were locked on those of a honey color. It wasn't till Santana pulled on her arm that she broke free of the trance.

The two bouncers before the girls looked over each of them from head to toe before the one in front of Santana spoke.

"ID please." The tall male stated. Rachel was quick to throw a knowing look at Santana as she huffed.

"Look sweet lips, I left my ID at home but I come here almost every Friday so I'll just be going that way." Santana pointed out towards the front entrance, lacing her fingers with Rachel's rather quickly before she tried to make a beeline towards the inside, only to be stopped by the bouncer in front of Rachel.

"Not so fast, your friend looks of age but you could be fifteen for all we know."

Santana's eyes went wide at the statement. Seriously, someone thought Rachel was at least twenty one over her?

"Are you serious right now? Do you know who you're talking to rig-"

Her words were cut off when the bouncer in front of her was pulled from where he was standing by a much taller and stronger looking man. Rachel had slipped her arm through Santana's when she saw the line skipper grab the bouncer and she figured he wasn't just a line skipper.

"Hudson." Santana whispered in a hushed tone; eyes wider than before as the man and bouncer looked down at the pair.

"What's the problem here beautiful ladies?" Finn asked, accent thick which caused Santana to smile and Rachel's cheeks to flush. She always had a thing for the classic Brooklyn accents.

Santana was the first to speak as she nervously cleared her throat. "I-I left my ID at home. I'm usually here most Fridays."

Finn had taken the opportunity to really get a good look at Rachel as he listened to Santana struggle to find words. His eyes went from Rachel's to Santana's as he pulled the bouncer to the side, gesturing for the two females to enter.

"Sorry about that, Joe here has been making quiet a few mistakes lately but no worries, I'll take care of that."

Santana grinned as she had to once again tug on Rachel's arm to get her to enter the club. Rachel was unable to pull her graze from Finn as she watched the tall man squeeze Joe's shoulder as he all but pushed him around to the side of the building before disappearing.

Three shots were heard going off but no one made a move; knowing exactly what had happened. Finn causally entered the club, wiping his hands on a napkin before tossing it into the garbage can beside the entrance.

Rachel and Santana were long lost in the club. Somehow Santana had managed to convince Rachel to dance with her and the girls were found jacketless in the middle of the dance floor. The girls had pre drank while getting ready plus a couple of quick shots before making their way onto the dance floor so it was safe to say a certain Berry was feeling tipsy and it showed. The diva was currently pressed back what seemed like a college frat boy while Santana's ass was pressed right against her front. The trio was grinding away to Justin Timberlake's Suit & Tie when Finn's eyes finally found them and almost instantly they were glued to a slim pair of bare hips rolling and swaying to the song but he frowned when he saw what she was grinding against.

Never one to give a fuck about boyfriends, Finn continued to watch Rachel's hips as he made his way over to the bar.

"I need some girly shit." He stated, averting his eyes from Rachel's hips to her face, taking her in from the profile view he could get. "She looks like she'd like something like a apple martini."

Mike was already starting the drink order as it left Finn's lips. The man sat on his stool, eyes still glued to Rachel when Puck and Sam came over to him.

"What do you want us to do with Joe's body?" Puck asked in a hushed toned as he watched girls approaching the bar right beside them.

"Burn it on the train tracks, I don't care? Just get rid of it." Finn replied, eyeing Rachel's drink before picking it up and handing it to Sam.

"The girl in the cut out leggings in between the hot Latin chick and the poor excuse for a man." Finn stated. Sam quickly made his way through the crowd with the drink in his hand, instantly grabbing Rachel's attention when he came up.

"This is from my boss." Sam stated as he handed Rachel the drink to which the brunette grabbed it with a shaking hand, eyes looking over to see Finn giving her a cheeky smirk.

"Oh my God, Rachel that's Hudson! Hudson is sending you drinks!" Santana squealed as she waved to Finn before pulling Rachel away from the boy, Sam long gone with Puck to dispose of Joe's body.

Rachel's still trembling hand held onto the drink tightly as she once again failed to break the eye contact her and this Hudson man fell into. She didn't know a thing about him. The mystery of it all just made it that much more appealing to the girl.

"Wh-What do I do?" Rachel asked, finally breaking the graze to look at Santana in complete panic.

"Down it! Just down it!"

Without a second thought Rachel pressed the rim of her glass between her lips and tilted her head back. She could feel droplets of liquor running down her neck as she fought to finish it in a single gulp before she pulled it away and coughed a few times.

"That was vile."

Finn couldn't help but to chuckle at the sight of the smoking hot brunette chugging the drink he thought she'd be sipping on and choking a bit afterwards. He quickly ordered himself another drink before ordering the pair of girls staring at him a couple of martinis.

He was distracted when a leggy ginger with crystal blue eyes and a bleach blonde with obviously fake breasts stood in front of him.

"Hey Hudson, I was wondering if you had some shit?" The ginger asked.

Finn smirked, standing to his full height and clearly seeing that Rachel and Santana were watching him before he dropped his graze to the ginger. His hands dug into his pocket, grabbing two bags of white powder and reaching forward to press them between the blonde's knockers. The ginger slipped money into Finn's hand when she leaned forward to press a kiss to the man's cheek; the blonde making the same gesture afterwards. Finn smiled and watched the women head straight towards the bathroom before turning his attention to the money in his hand. A thousand dollars. He dug into his pocket once again to pull out a bundle of money, quickly wrapping the hundred dollar bills on top, pulling two to the side before dropping them on the bar top and burying the money back into his pocket. He grabbed the drinks he had ordered before making his way through the crowd towards Rachel.

Rachel had watched closely as Hudson felt up the women at the bar, rolling her eyes at Santana when she stated she wanted to go next. She was more than surprised when she saw the man walking her way. She instantly grabbed Santana's arm, worrying her bottom lip as the man got closer. He looked like an angel. He clearly treated his skin and that was very important so Rachel figured he had good values. She shook the thoughts away as his voice met with her ears.

"You kinda drank your drink so I figured I'd bring you a new one." Finn offered Rachel the same cheeky half smirk as he held the drink out for her, Santana already sipping on her drink.

Rachel smiled shyly as she took the drink, her body feeling extremely warmer and she wasn't quite sure why. "Thank you." She mumbled out.

"You're welcome. I'm sorry but I don't know you're name, I've never seen you around here, I'd remember someone like you."

Santana couldn't help but to giggle at the blush on Rachel's cheeks as she began to slowly walk away. "Rachel, her name is Rachel." The Latina answered when Rachel failed to form words.

Finn smiled over to Santana before looking back at Rachel, eyes boring into chocolate brown ones. "Thanks, Santana, is it? I've seen you around."

The Latina smiled at the thought of Hudson knowing her name. "Hey Rach, I think I see Brittany so I'm gonna go catch up with her." The raven haired girl didn't give her best friend to reply before she disappeared into the crowd.

Rachel licked her lips slowly, busing herself by sipping her drink after she watched Finn take a sip from his, mimicking his actions. "So your name is?"

"Huds-" Finn cut himself off, something in Rachel's eyes making him stop and clear his throat. "Finn, my name is Finn." He never told anyone his first name and no one but his mother, Madeleine and Chloe called him anything out of Hudson, Boss or Sir.

Rachel raised an eyebrow at the hesitation, but quickly figured that Hudson was probably his 'street name'. "Well hello, Finn." She held her hand out to the man as she pressed her glass between her lips once again.

Finn couldn't help but give the girl an amused look as he took her hand. He polished off his drink and within seconds Sam was there with to retrieve the empty glass and hand his boss a fresh drink.

Rachel wondered exactly who Finn was that he had people basically waiting on him hand and foot but the alcohol running through her tiny body temporarily made her forget when a song she recognized began to boom through the speakers, the bass making the floor shake beneath her feet.

"Oh I know this! This is The Zone!" Rachel clapped, impressed with her memory of The Weeknd song that Santana overplayed that summer. Rachel finished her drink in a final gulp before grabbing onto Finn's hand much to the man's surprise.

"Let's dance!"

Finn allowed Rachel to pull him deeper into the middle of the dance floor before she turned around and pressed against him. He carefully steadied her with a firm grip to her hip as her body began to sway to the music. His own hips swaying behind her to the beat as she lead, pressing her ass against him harder as the music continued. Finn sipped on his drink before his eyes dropped down to where him and Rachel connected, watching the brunette grind against him.

Rachel had no fucking clue what she was doing at this point. She was positive that her body had been taken over by the evil sex ghost that lived inside of Santana. That's obviously what was happening. As much as she wanted to actually talk to this guy she couldn't. Her body needed this, she had felt like she was on fire since she had pressed against him. The way his shirt felt against her bare back, and his hand on her hip. She just needed more, she craved more.

Imma touch you all, just let me sip this slow.
Imma touch you all, let me get inside my zone.

Her hips jerked when she felt him push against her in two steady thrusts. She carefully wrapped her fingers around his jean covered thigh in an effort to keep her knees from failing her as she dropped both of them when the beat dropped dramatically and she smiled when she felt Finn drop with her in perfect sync.

Finn finished his drink, placing his empty glass in the hand of some random stranger, fully intended on taking over control. He slipped his hands into Rachel's, the back of her hands pressed against his palms as he interlaced their fingers and began to sway his hips, lifting their joined hands above her head, feeling her move with him. He slowly began to push her towards the wall, his left hand now running up and down her bare stomach, feeling every single goosebump beneath his fingertips.

First night fuck, never really plan it.
Take a deep breath, no one need to panic.

Rachel felt her back against the wall, eyes finally looking up to stare into Finn's dark ones, her hips continuing to gyrate forward, wanting as much contact with Finn as she could manage. That damn sex ghost was going to get her into trouble. If her fathers could see her now, she was sure they'd disown her. If not alone on the music blaring through the place then definitely on the manner in which their daughter was dancing. The thought alone made the pool between her legs grow as she cupped her hands behind Finn's neck, her lips searching for the first exposed flesh to connect to which resulted in her dragging her tongue down the man's pulse point before beginning to peck kisses along it.

When Rachel's lips met with his flesh Finn's skinny jeans tightened incredibly so. He let his left hand which had been getting closer and closer to her breast, finally cup one and give it a squeeze which earned him a bite to the neck from Rachel. "Fuck." He mumbled, pressing Rachel against the wall harder. He couldn't take it anymore, he pushed himself away from the wall to get some distance between Rachel and himself.

Rachel on the other hand had no intentions of stopping. She went to reach for Finn again before the man stopped her which caused her to frown before she began to worry her bottom lip. She watched Finn stop to talk to two men, a blonde with huge lips and some mohawked man for a while before passing something to them and turning his attention back to her.

"Open your mouth." Finn whispered into her ear over the music as he held a white capsule in his hand in Rachel's sight.

The diva hesitated, staring at the pill before opening her mouth and accepting it from Finn. She dry swallowed it before finally asking what it was. "What is that?"

Finn liked this girl. She was a badass, and obviously down for anything. "A molly." He whispered into her ear slowly, his arms caging her against the wall as he let his breath graze the skin on the shell of her ear, watching her body twitch slightly.

"MDMA?" Rachel asked, eyes looking up as she gripped onto the hem of Finn's v neck.

He nodded, looking at her and waiting for the reaction as his hips began to sway again. The only reaction from Rachel he was granted was lips to the neck again and Finn smirked, his hands now running up and down the cut out design on her leggings.

"Bathroom." Rachel breathed out and Finn didn't waste a second in pushing her in the direction of the bathroom.

They had skipped the entire line waiting for the women's bathroom, Rachel giggling as Finn gave her a push into the first stall as a girl was exiting it. Rachel's palms ended up pressed flat against the back wall to catch herself from the push, her ass perfectly poked out as she stared ahead at the wall, the hairs on the back of her neck standing when she heard the door slam shut behind her and she felt two large hands stroking up her legging covered thighs slowly.

She could clearly hear another song she recognized, much to Santana's fault since the music currently playing wasn't her cup up tea but she smiled, clearly able to hear Finn mumbling the lyrics softly against her skin as he dragged his lips down the back of her thighs, earning sweet, barely there moans.

Smoke anything that's passed to me, don't worry 'bout my voice, I won't need it for what I'm about to do to ya, bad bitch.
Girl I think I might get used to ya.

She had no idea what had gotten into her but she felt a fire in the pit of her stomach and Finn's actions just made the heat grow. She pushed her body back, her thighs pressing against his lips before she turned around and pushed him as hard as she could against the bathroom stall. Mentally thanking Santana for insisting on her wearing the whore heels, she easily leaned forward, finally connecting their lips and he tasted just like she imagined and better, causing her to moan right into his mouth.

The second Rachel connected their lips Finn wrapped an arm around her mid section, his own back pressed right against the stall door. He easily bent his knees and pulled Rachel up on top of him to straddle his lap, his own tongue busy exploring her mouth.

Rachel could easily feel Finn's erection pressed right against the inside of her thigh when her legs straddled him. She shifted on his lap, the top of her feet pressed against the side of his bent knees as she began to grind down against him to the beat of the song. Her now swollen lips, left Finn's as she frantically peppered kisses against Finn's jaw line, his own hands dipping beneath her leggings to cup her bare ass.

Was she really about to lose her virginity in a dirty club bathroom to a man she didn't know? The sex ghost, she quickly thought before she became distracted by the massaging happening on her ass. She couldn't explain it but she couldn't stop. She had barely spoken to Finn but her body was calling for him.

I might have to take your number when I'm through you with cha.
All I ask is that you earn my memory..

Rachel had pulled Finn's v neck off, carefully allowing herself to fall between Finn's legs as she cascaded hot, open mouthed kisses down Finn's perfectly sculpted abs. If she doubted she was wet before, the throb she just felt on the bundle of nerves between her legs confirmed all suspicions.

Finn watched Rachel with hooded eyes as she dropped to her knees between his legs. He carefully noted the girl's trembling hands as she reached for his belt buckle, undoing it swifter than what he expected. His own hands had pushed the material covering her breasts down, so it was resting in her mid section, fingertips already brushing against hardened nipples. Rachel moaned when Finn pinched her nipples, undoing his jeans button and zipper before giving a tug, eyes darting up to Finn's in a silent plea for help. Finn carefully pulled from against the wall, allowing his jeans to drop to his ankles much to Rachel's pleasure. The brunette's eyes went wide when she saw Finn's full blown erection springing out of the hole in his boxers. She carefully pulled his boxers down, eyes glued to his dick while her tongue ran over her bottom lip swiftly. Her eyes searched for his once again as her hand reached out to give him a firm stroke.

"Make me remember you, like you remember me." Rachel challenged, as well as finished the lyrics to the song before she leaned forward and wrapped her lips around the head of Finn's dick. She sucked softly, Finn's hands moving from her breasts to grip her hair. Rachel had no idea what she was doing but Santana had forced her to watch so much porn she had a vague idea and going on the noises Finn was making she was doing well. The brunette slowly inched more and more of Finn's dick into her mouth before her pouty lips lightly touched the end of the man's shaft. She hummed along with the song once before beginning to bob her head, sucking harder.

"Fuck, babe, fuck." Finn groaned as he fisted Rachel's hair tighter. Her entire mouth was around him and not to say he was cocky but he knew he was very well hung and Rachel fit him just perfectly. He forced himself to pulled Rachel's hair, causing her to stop completely, popping him out of her mouth before wiping her lip, eyes wide and locked with his.

"Did I do something wrong?" She asked before she began to worry her bottom lip.

Finn quickly shook his head. "No, no, baby, I just want all of you." He whispered, standing up before pulling her to her full height. He switched them around so Rachel was pressed against the stall. He let his eyes rake across her body. She looked so fucking edible. He pressed his lips against her roughly, a hand coming up to her neck to hold her against the wall and he could feel her pulse quicken when his hand wrapped around her neck.

"This okay?" He mumbled against her lips, not wanting Rachel uncomfortable.

Rachel answered his question by arching her back, her hard nipples pressing against his bare chest. Her thumbs hooked into the side of her leggings and she pushed them down, earning the same cheeky smile she had gotten before.

"What?" She asked shyly. He was already naked, it was only fair she join him.

"You're just so sexy… So beautiful." He commented before attaching his lips to her jaw line, nipping, his hand finally releasing her neck only to be replaced by his lips. Rachel's hips had began to move again, her body trying to take care of the pressure between her legs. He picked her up in a swift motion, her back firmly against the stall door as his lips continued ravishing her neck, surely leaving purple marks behind. Rachel could feel Finn hard as a rock through her against the material of her laced thong and that only caused her to jerk her hips towards him to get more pressure where she needed it, causing a moan to rip through her throat.

"Inside.. Please inside." Rachel begged as she tilted her head back till it smacked against the door. Her body felt like it was on fire. No one had ever touched her the way Finn was touching her. Nothing else mattered to Rachel in that moment expect for how Finn saw her and touched her. Finn once again, didn't need to be told twice before he pushed Rachel's thong to the side. Rachel took over, gripping his length in her hand before giving him a few strokes while his lips sucked the skin on her clavicles, his fingertip now gliding through Rachel's slick folds. Rachel took a deep breath before she ran the head of Finn's dick through her dripping folds before slowly guiding him inside of her.

"Fuck, baby, so tight." Finn groaned as Rachel sank down on his erection. The brunette stilled for a second to give herself time to adjust to the feeling of being torn. A hiss escaped her lips when Finn began to slowly thrust into her, going deeper each time he stroked. Rachel connected their lips once again, her own enclosing his as she sucked on his bottom lip hungrily to keep herself from screaming at the sensation he was causing her. She had never felt so full, so complete; not even on stage. She felt her body begin to slightly tremble as Finn steadied out his strokes, going deeper and harder each time.

"Ah, Finn!" Rachel hissed out as Finn slammed her whole body against the stall door. She could hear the females in the bathroom on the other side of the stall door talking shit about the people fucking in the first stall and it only made her grin. Finn surprised her when he turned, holding her right against him, still very much so buried inside of her before he sat down on the toilet seat. Rachel took the hint and her hands pressed against his shoulders as she began to swirl her hips in tight circles for a few times before she began bouncing up and down on his length, moans escaping her lips as she stopped caring about people hearing.

"You fill me so fucking good, Finn, so good." She moaned out as Finn met her stokes thrust for thrust. Rachel sank down and Finn pumped up. The sound of skin smacking filled the bathroom along with Rachel's moans. It wasn't till Finn's tongue licked her nipple to a peak before nipping at it over and over that Rachel's body tensed. Her strokes slowed and Finn knew she was nearing her peak. He dropped a hand between the pair to tease Rachel's clit, rubbing it in tight circles as Rachel tensed completely before it began shuddering. Finn steadied her with a hand around her mid section as he continued to pump into her, helping her ride out her orgasm. Her fluttering walls caused him to spill over and release inside of her, his own lips emitting her name in the form of a moan as he stroked a few last times before stilling. Rachel still hadn't moved as she leaned against his chest, sweat glistening on her body. He placed a kiss to the side of her temple.

"Hey you okay?" Finn asked breathlessly as he rubbed her back in circles. Rachel just nodded, continuing to search for her breath. She placed a kiss to his bare chest, patting it once before she stood, with help from Finn to keep her wobbly legs steady, but nonetheless standing. She could feel the come dripping down her thighs and saw Finn's eyes directly glued to that section of her thigh which caused a deep crimson blush to graze her cheeks.

"Stop staring you did it." She whispered in a shy, embarrassed tone.

"You didn't tell me you've never had sex before." Finn stated, feeling a little guilty that he had taken the girl's virginity in a bathroom stall. He didn't know her but he knew she deserve better than what he had just given her.

"Oh.. Right, sorry." Rachel stated, eyes looking down to see the white cream running down her thighs mixed with a tint of red. She turned, embarrassed and quickly reaching for toilet paper to wipe it away before a hand could stop it.

"Don't, it's fucking sexy, I did that to you, remember?" He pressed a kiss to the back of her neck before he continued. "Let me take you out?" He asked, a bit of worry in his voice.

Rachel's lips pulled into a perfect show smile at Finn's question. "Yeah, yeah, just text me or something." She allowed herself to be turned around, noticing that Finn had gotten almost completely dressed with the exception of his shirt. He pressed a rough kiss to her bruised lips, nipping at her bottom one as they pulled apart before placing a sweet peck against her lips and pulling away completely from her body.

"Okay, yeah, I'll definitely text you." Finn stated, going to lean in for another kiss before Rachel stopped him with a push to the shoulders.

"Get out! You're dressed and I'm dripping in your come, let me get presentable!" She pushed once again, watching as Finn exited the stall smirk on his lips, not before looking into her eyes one last time before she slammed the door shut behind him and leaned against it. Her chest falling and rising rapidly as the images of what she had just done flashed through her mind. She had made Santana promise her that they wouldn't get into trouble and Rachel was pretty sure she had just fucked trouble in the first stall of the women's bathroom in Underground Brooklyn. And worst of all; he didn't even get her number.

A/N Just like a boy to leave without getting her number ;) Uh oh.