A/N So.. I kinda might've lost my motivation. But the real Madeleine made me continue on so here's chapter five. Usual warnings and such and I always forget this shit but I don't own Glee and shit. The chapters just keep getting longer and longer lol. But before I forget, thank you for the reviews and follows and such, they make me smile so yay for that! Let's see what's in store for Finchel ;)
Rachel carefully pulled in Finn's smooth grey Range Rover into the gated driveway he told her to take. Her hands all but shook against the wheel as she gripped it tighter. She lowered her window slowly, squinting a bit when she noticed a camera attached to the speaker box.
"What do I do?" She asked, looking over to Finn with wide eyes. Finn chuckled softly, unbuckling his seat belt which Rachel insisted he wear after also insisting she drive to calm her nerves. He leaned over, placing a kiss against Rachel's bright pink cheek before speaking firmly.
"Hey Miller, it's Finn."
The man sat back in his seat and Rachel watched as the gate opened without a second question from the person behind the box. Rachel pulled into the driveway that wrapped around the mansion till she stopped in front of the beautiful glass doors. She put the Range Rover into park before letting out a deep sigh. "Babe, I'm really really scared." She whispered, looking over to Finn.
Finn's eyes softened at the emotion in Rachel's eyes and he brought up a hand to cup her cheek softly. "She's going to love you, Rachel. She's been excited and called a million times to find out exactly what you like so dinner would be perfect." He leaned forward and brought his lips to hers in a sweet kiss which left Rachel licking her bottom lip to savor his taste when he pulled away.
"You keep saying that but what if she doesn't? What if she thinks my nose is too big or I'm too short for you? Or maybe that I talk too fucking much." Rachel huffed in frustration, trying to focus on the feel of Finn's thumb dragging up and down her cheek softly.
"She will. I never brought a girl home, Rach. Well besides Madeleine but she doesn't really count. I know this is going to be huge for her, but I promise she's going to love you because she's going to see how happy you make me." At this, Rachel's only response was a kiss to her boyfriend's lips before she nodded. They had only been dating officially for a month and a half. She still had yet to go to his actual loft but when he asked her if she'd like to go to dinner at his mother's her jaw dropped but she instantly agreed. The drive to New Jersey was mostly quiet, Rachel deep in her thoughts as she drove while Finn typed away furiously on his phone. She hadn't asked what was wrong. She had learned quickly that Finn's job consisted of him leaving out of the room to answer phone calls or leaving in the middle of the date if something 'came up' but the man had always managed to make it up to Rachel and she couldn't help but to forgive him and fuck him till her lungs screamed for air.
She unbuckled her seat belt, smiling when she saw Finn already out of the Rover and opening her door. "Thank you kind sir." She teased, taking the hand he offered as her other hand smoothed out his button up. He looked so fucking good in the crisp black Versace button up, the first three buttons undo. He paired it with a white Versace pant and his Versace shoes. Apparently it had been a theme because the male had also bought Rachel's outfit, all Versace as well. Rachel was clad in black and white dress, the top half a solid white and strapless and the bottom all black and short, her five inch all black stilettos giving her the perfect calves. She had tried to wear one of her animal sweaters but Finn had tossed it out of a window and insisted his mother wouldn't think she was a floozy in the outfit he provided.
"Don't forget to breathe, baby." Finn whispered into Rachel's ear before he nipped it lightly. His hand locked in hers as he lead them towards the massive mansion on the shores of New Jersey. He didn't even have a chance to reach for the door knob before the door flew open and his mother engulfed him. Finn chuckled as he let go of Rachel's hand to wrap his arms around his mother, pulling the shorter woman closer. Rachel stood to the side and watched the mother-son interaction, a warm smile on her face. It wasn't till she noticed Finn pulling out of his mother's arms and turning towards her that her smile dropped and her face went pale.
"Mom, this is Rachel. Rach, my mother Carole." He introduced calmly and Rachel reached out a hand to shake Carole's but her eyebrows quickly furrowed when Carole slapped her hand away. She looked to Finn but was quickly being pulled into Carole's arms.
"Hello, sweetheart." Carole coos, releasing Rachel from the ambush hug before taking a second to get a good luck at the first girl to cross the threshold of her home in pursuit of the heart of her oldest son. Finn saw the panic in Rachel's eyes as Carole held her at an arms length and examined the girl. He cleared his throat, carefully plucking Rachel out of Carole's hands, pulling her against his side.
"Mom, you're making her nervous." He joked as Rachel all but hid behind him.
"Well, it's not like I'm going to bite her or anything." Carole only laughed, absolutely thinking the way Rachel tucked into her son's side was beyond adorable. She led the pair into the foyer, Rachel finally looking around the home, her jaw dropping slightly. Marble floors, silver trimmings everywhere, the ceilings were high, crystal chandeliers, the house was simply breath taking.
"Mrs. Hudson, your home is beautiful." Rachel whispered, her eyes still looking around the room.
"Dear, you can call me Carole but thank you, it was my first gift from Finny after he made his first real de-" Carole was cut off by a wide eyed Finn bringing his hand across his throat in an attempt to stop his mother from speaking. He hadn't really told his mother that Rachel had no idea what he did for a living. Rachel furrowed her eyebrows when she noticed Finn's hand gesturing towards his mother, her lips parting to say something and Finn couldn't have been more thankful for his brother choosing to make his appearance at that very moment.
"Well hello there." Kurt greeted Rachel with a warm smile. Just from getting a look at the man Rachel knew she'd get along with him. She had also made Finn tell her every single detail she thought was required to be in her knowledge about his family members and knew the man's love of musical theater and Broadway.
"Hi, it's so nice to finally meet you after Finn has told me so much about you."
"Don't believe a word he says, I didn't puke on those three girls they puked on me."
Rachel giggled, knowing the exact story Kurt was talking about. Finn had told her that Kurt had almost had a foursome with three blondes when they were seventeen, and before he was fully out and the man threw up on the females before it got too far.
"Of course, Finn here just has a great imagination." Rachel teased with a smile and Kurt huffed.
"Well I was sent by dad to tell you that he's hungry and dinner is served." Kurt stated to Carole in a sweet tone. Carole quickly nodded.
"That father of yours is always hungry."
Kurt laughed and lead the way into the dinning room, Rachel tucked against Finn's side still as her eyes wandered the mansion. Finn's eyes of course glued to Rachel with a smile plastered to his face, all of this didn't go unnoticed by Carole. Burt and Blaine stood from the table the second they saw Kurt reentering the dinning room with a group behind.
"My man!" Burt called out, coming over to engulf Finn into a hug, patting his back twice before releasing him.
"Hey Burt, what's been going on?"
"That fucking shit you got from Jamaica is what's going on. Holy shit dude."
Finn chuckled through gritted teeth as he fought the urge to face palm. He knew he wasn't going to be able to hide that he was a drug lord for long but really? It hadn't even been two months yet. He really should've warned his family that Rachel didn't know. Blaine was the one to come to the rescue this time.
"Hey, don't hog him, Burt. This is a rare occasion." Blaine joked as he pulled Finn into a 'bro hug'. Burt quickly made his way over to Rachel greeting her with a hug before going over to Carole's side. Blaine greeted Rachel with a hug as well, stating that the woman smelled divine before pulling out Kurt's chair, leading the other men to do the same for their respective partners. When everyone was seated, Kurt and Blaine sat on the right side of the table, Burt at the head of the table and Finn at the other end with Rachel at his right side and Carole sat beside Rachel, to Burt's left. Rachel's hand of course managed to find it's way into Finn's lap as her hand stroked his thigh while everyone began to eat.
"So Rachel, are you working or still in school?" Carole asked after taking a sip of her wine. Rachel chose that moment to pick up her glass of wine, taking a rather large gulp. She hadn't really been honest about her age with Finn, telling the man that she was in fact nineteen instead of seventeen. The lies apparently had to continue as she set her glass down and offered Carole a smile before speaking, her free hand still stroking her boyfriend's thigh beneath the table.
"I'm actually still in school."
"Of course, finally Finn gets a smart, level headed and naturally beautiful woman." Kurt snickered as he sipped his third glass of wine.
Finn glared at Kurt as Carole replied. "Oh, what university are you attending?" Rachel gnawed on her lip, she hadn't thought about that question yet. Thinking of the first university she could think of at the moment she blurted out "NYU."
Carole looked pleased and Finn merely raised an eyebrow at this. Rachel had told him she went Juilliard on their first date but he let it go as the table went silent again and Rachel let out a breath she didn't know she was holding in.
They had finished dinner and retreated to the living room, another drink in everyone's hands. Rachel leaned her head against Finn's shoulder as his mother and Kurt talked about going to see one of Rachel's shows whenever she became a famous Broadway actress.
"You guys are so sweet, but I wouldn't hope for that too much. Broadway is cut throat." She nursed her drink slowly. Finn pulled her hand down from holding her drink up to her lips before shaking his head, their eyes locked.
"Nuh uh, baby, I've heard you sing even if it wasn't properly, you're going to be winning so fucking hard and I'm gonna watch you do it." He leaned in and kissed her softly, nipping her bottom lip playfully as he pulled away before taking a sip of Rachel's drink. Rachel watched as Finn then went on to tease Kurt about some memory when they were teenagers and she couldn't help but to think that she just fit right in. She felt at home in this mansion with people she had just met a mere hours before. She felt at home with Finn. It was safe to say that after a month and of half of spending nearly every free moment with Finn, getting to really know the adorable and goofy man beneath the rough exterior, she was in love. Deeply and madly in love.
Finn's phone began to ring, Drake blasting through the room and Finn got up quickly, answering his phone and earning an eye roll from Rachel. That girl couldn't fucking leave Finn alone for a night, could she?
"Hey what's up, M?" She heard Finn ask as he made his way into the foyer to take the call. She couldn't hear a word after that as Finn began to mumble. Rachel had met Madeleine and Chloe about a week after her and Finn's second date. Rachel had fears of Finn fathering Madeleine's daughter by the way the man was with the little curly haired child but Finn assured her that he never saw Madeleine that way, she was like a little sister and Chloe, his niece. That didn't take from the fact that Rachel could feel Madeleine's dislike for her in her bones just from the looks the blue eyed woman threw towards her. Finn quickly entered the living room again, his entire face bright red.
"I'm sorry mom but we have to go."
Carole gave Finn a sad, knowing look, not quite sure of when the next time she'd see her son would be the man was always busy. She stood to her feet, wrapping her arms around her son's midsection while Rachel stood with a confused look plastered on her face.
"Finn, it's incredibly rude to just eat and leave. What's going on?"
Carole made her way over to Rachel to give the woman a hug. "He's just gotta work, honey and Jersey is kinda away from his work so he's in a rush." Nobody said anything else as they all exchanged quick goodbyes and Finn and Rachel exited the mansion.
Finn opened the passenger door for Rachel, noticing the glare the woman was throwing at him as she plopped down in her seat, buckling her seat belt, glare still as hard as before as she stared straight ahead. Finn closed the door, rolling his eyes at Rachel's antics before hopping into the Range Rover, adjusting all the mirrors and seat, holy shit was Rachel small. He pulled out of the driveway faster than needed.
"Slow down, I'm sure she won't die if you're not there in two seconds. You were supposed to be at dinner with your girlfriend and family not attending to her needs." Rachel snapped as she held a hand up to the dashboard when Finn took a sharp turn onto the intersection and sped up.
"Do not start, Rachel. We had dinner and we talked with my family. They all adore you and I adore you but I have to work."
"We did not properly attend dinner at your mother's. We ate and left like rude barbarians. All because Madeleine called you. Can you please fucking slow down?" Rachel nearly yelled as Finn began his usual weaving in between other cars, changing lanes like a maniac.
"Stop fucking telling me how to drive. I don't tell you how to drive when you're driving like a fucking grandmother." Finn finally snapped, the irritation of Rachel's complaining and Madeleine's call finally getting to him.
Rachel pursed her lips, eyes narrowing as she glared at Finn. "Stop driving and let me out."
"Stop being fucking ridiculous, I'm taking you home we're on the fucking interstate for heaven's sake." Finn looked over to see her glaring at him for a second before speeding up once again.
"I will fucking call the cops if you don't let me out of this Rover right now." Rachel stated calmly, pulling her iPhone from her clutch.
"I dare you." Finn watched Rachel as she dialed nine eleven and began talking to the operator. The man reached over anger filling him completely as she began giving the operator Finn's name. He pulled the phone out of Rachel's hand, throwing it out his window. Rachel looked into the rearview mirror to see her cell phone shattered to pieces behind them.
"You broke my fucking phone." The brunette yelled as Finn continued to drive. When Finn didn't acknowledge what she said she nudged his arm.
"Rachel don't touch me right now."
"You just fucking broke my phone, you're leaving me to go attend to that bitch and you cut my lovely evening in half and you don't want me to fucking touch you? Well guess what Finn? I'm touching you." The woman nudged him again, with more force this time and Finn took a sharp lane switch, causing Rachel to fall over against the door rather hard.
"Fucking asshole." She mumbled as she straightened herself in her seat. She had had enough of this secretive shit. "I'm going with you, I'm not going home."
At this Finn looked over quickly before firmly speaking. "No. End of."
"Don't you dare try to fucking dismiss me like I'm nothing Finn. If I can't go with you, then I can't be with you." He could hear a quiver in her voice but nonetheless it was a serious tone.
"I'm going to fucking work, Rachel. Stop being so fucking ridiculous and childish Miss. NYU."
At this Rachel sucked in her teeth. She knew she had messed up when she said NYU but she was completely caught off guard, thinking Carole wouldn't ask her that which in reality was just stupid of her. Instead of admitting her wrong she quickly switched it up on Finn.
"Not like I'm the only one lying. I have a very good idea of what you do and I asked you straight up if that's what you were doing and you said no!"
"I'm not fucking killing people for money or drugs Rachel." That wasn't an entire lie. He was killing people because they were getting in the way of his money and drugs.
"Then take me to work with you."
"No."
"Liar."
"You're the fucking liar. Really, where do you go to fucking school? High school?" Rachel pursed her lips again, ready to lie to him once again but something inside of her snapped as she saw they were already near the Bronx. When did they get there so fucking fast?
"You know what? Yeah, actually I do. I'm a fucking senior in high school, Mr. Stone Cold Killer. You've been fucking a seventeen year old." She yelled, venom lacing her words as Finn's jaw dropped. He knew there was a fucking reason why he hadn't gotten her birth date when his friend down at the police station gave him her information. She was a fucking minor. It was like the new information caused Finn's foot to become lead. He allowed his foot to press down against the gas pedal till the pedal met with the mat beneath his feet.
"Slow the fuck down." Rachel yelled, this time, leaning over to put a hand on Finn's forearm. When the man roughly pulled his arm from her grasp, tears rimmed the woman's eyes.
"I told you not to fucking touch me, little girl."
That was all Rachel needed to hear to cause the tears to now freely race down her cheeks. She turned her head, dropping her hand to her lap as she stared out the window, not saying another word. It wasn't long till they were standing in front of Rachel's home.
"Get out."
"No, I told you I was going with you." Rachel sniffled as she rubbed away at her eyes, ridding them of the tears.
"Rachel I don't have time for this shit, get the fuck out of my car."
"No." She whispered back in a broken tone.
"Why are you fucking crying?" Finn yelled, his anger now at an all time high as he got out of his car and went around, pulling open Rachel's door. Rachel didn't say anything, simply remaining in her seat, hot tears continuing to roll down her cheeks.
"I seriously don't have time for this, Rachel." Finn stated again, reaching over to unbuckle Rachel's seat belt. Rachel was quick to redo her seat belt, crossing her arms across her chest this time.
"I said I was going with you." She whispered.
"And I said you fucking can't!" He yelled back, earning a few dirty looks from people walking up and down the street.
"Why?" She yelled back, finally meeting his eyes and the anger in his causing more tears to race down her cheeks.
"Why do you want to fucking go with me so badly?" He yelled again, this time noticing Rachel's door man fairly close to the Range Rover, his phone up to his ear. "Fucking great." He slammed Rachel's door shut, causing the tiny brunette to jump and hold a hand up to her chest in fear as she spotted Martin on his phone and quickly began to hear police sirens. Finn sped off the curb, swerving right into action as they quickly got lost.
"Finn, I'm scared." Rachel whispered, tears continuing to trail down her cheeks as she looked up at the man who's jaw was tight and tense.
"Why?" He replied as he continued to look straight ahead, his voice cold. He had managed to leave before the cops actually got there, his free hand reaching for his phone.
Rachel reached out her hand, grabbing Finn's phone and putting it down before interlacing their fingers, her tiny hand shaking in his causing him to look at her. "You can't leave me. I'm sorry I lied but you can't leave me." She sobbed out, her shoulders finally giving in and beginning to shake as she full on cried. Finn tried to swallow the lump in his throat as he looked back towards the road, already nearly in Brooklyn. He couldn't believe he was doing this shit.
"Rachel, I don't understand why you lied about your age? Even though this," He gestured between the two of them with the hand that was holding the wheel. "Is so fucking illegal, I'm twenty three and you're fucking seventeen."
"I-I'm nearly eighteen. Just like two more months." She hiccupped out, tears still draining from her eyes, even after her attempts to diminish them. "Please, Finn." She begged, giving his hand a squeeze before she noticed him parking and she looked around. She'd never been around here before. Finn didn't say anything, instead, letting go of her hand to get out of the car and go around to open her door.
"Come on."
"Where are we?" She asked as she unbuckled her seat belt with a still shaking hand and took the hand Finn was offering her as she stepped out of the car.
"My loft."
Rachel couldn't help the smile that pulled on the corners of her lips as she looked up at the building Finn was leading her towards. He had never once brought her back here, always opting to fuck in the car after their dates or whenever he or she wanted even after her protests. They took the elevator up and before she knew it Rachel was standing in front of Finn's front door, her hand in his as she looked up at him when he stopped after turning the key.
"You're going to know exactly what I do when you walk into here, okay? Now I need you to promise me that even if you can't handle it and you choose to leave you can't say a word. I'm trusting you, Rach, not a word to anyone." Finn's eyes were locked on hers as he awaited her reply and when Rachel just nodded Finn spoke again. "No, actually say it."
"I promise, baby. I don't know what could be so bad." Rachel's mind was everywhere, from the loft being filled with dead bodies to prostitutes.
Finn turned the door handle and stepped aside, releasing Rachel's hand to let the girl inside. Rachel would've been impressed with Finn's decorations, merely thinking Kurt had an input on helping his brother if she had actually looked at it. But no, she was distracted by bricks and bricks of cocaine and marijuana. They were literally everywhere. On the coffee tables, the dinning room table, stacked from the floor to the ceiling. Tears once again sprung to her eyes when she saw several guns and ammunition on a table as well as some white capsule pills. Of course, everything made sense now.
"Can you please say something?" Finn asked from behind Rachel. Minutes had gone by and the brunette had yet to make a peep.
"What exactly do you do?" She asked, eyes still scanning the rooms.
"I'm a drug lord. I run a mafia, my mafia. I didn't lie to you when I told you that I owned my own business."
"You just merely forgot to mention that it was really fucking illegal. Oh god." Rachel had turned to see more drugs lined up from the floor to the ceiling along a wall.
Finn couldn't find any words to say and he just hoped that she would understand and forgive him like he had obviously forgiven her for lying about her age. He was trying really fucking hard to open up to Rachel, figuring this was the first step and that he wouldn't have to hide anymore secrets.
"I don't know what to say." Rachel whispered, turning around to look up at Finn. He came over, wrapping his arms around her hesitantly before pulling her close.
"Say you won't leave me?" It was now his turn to beg but he was begging for an entirely different reason.
"Finn, this is really really illegal. Is this all of it?" She asked in a hushed tone as she could feel her entire body shaking against his, her arms still at her sides, not making any attempt to comfort Finn the way he was holding her.
"No. I forgot to mention I'm the biggest drug lord in the North East. I also have a few places out side of the states selling for me." His eyes searched for any kind of emotion in her eyes but they were blank. Her eyes were never blank and emotionless. Panic raced through his veins as he subconsciously pulled the emotionless girl closer. "You're gonna leave aren't you?" He didn't give her a chance to answer as he crashed his lips against hers. The kiss was desperate and pleading as he pulled her impossibly closer. Tears actually began to sting at the man's eyes when he didn't feel Rachel kissing him back. She felt like a stiff board in his arms. He pulled away, his anger getting the better of him once again. "Just go." He pointed to the door, walking away from her, not wanting to watch her leave. Rachel had tears running down her cheeks as she looked back at Finn's tall frame, licking her lips, and feeling incredibly thirsty, she slowly made her way towards the door, shoulders shaking as she walked. It wasn't till the brunette's hand was on the door that Finn finally turned around and sprinted across the room, wrapping a firm hand to Rachel's arm and pulling her back into his arms. Rachel easily went, this time actually leaning her face into the man's chest when he wrapped his arms around her. She actually felt sick to her stomach at the thought of leaving Finn, of losing Finn. It wasn't long before Finn was kissing her again, this time everywhere, across her bare shoulders and fully exposed neck, along her jaw line, her lips, her forehead, everywhere. It was almost like the man was trying to memorize the feeling of Rachel's skin with his lips. When Finn meet Rachel's eyes again, they were still as blank as before, but a bit different in a way. He straightened out, interlacing his fingers with Rachel before attempting to lead her down the hallway.
Rachel was sure that was the longest period of time in her life that she had been quiet during something so shocking but she finally broke that spell when she hesitantly began to follow Finn down the hallway. "Where are we going?"
Finn stopped, looking over his shoulder to finally see an emotion in Rachel's eyes, fear. He knew he had detected it in her voice but seeing it was a completely different thing. "Do you really think I'd ever hurt you, Rachel?" Finn asked, already bringing a hand up to cup her cheek. Rachel didn't say anything, eyes looking down at her feet and Finn just began to lead her down the hallway again. He opened his bedroom door and his eyes caught Rachel's looking around the room as he let go of her hand to turn on his bedside lamp. His bedroom was pretty much the only room in the house with no drugs in it whatsoever besides Finn's personal pack which was put away. In the middle of the dark grey painted bedroom was a king size bed. Finn slept there every single night Rachel thought as something drew her closer to the bed. Before she could actually reach the bed though, strong arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her close from behind.
"Tell me you aren't gonna leave me."
Rachel didn't reply to his words as she adjusted herself so she could look up at him, eyes still emotionless. He didn't bother to ask her again. He was going to show her exactly why she couldn't leave him. Finn's pulse was quickened, not my arousal but fear. He was actually scared. He had only ever been scared of losing his mother after his father had been murder but now here he was scared of this girl leaving him. He ducked his head, capturing her neck between his teeth, easily marking her. Rachel cursed herself for letting a small whimper escape her lips when Finn bit her. His hand was already trailing up her flat stomach over her dress, Rachel noticed a slight shake to it but didn't say anything. He kissed his way up her neck, placing sweet and loving kisses up her skin till he reached her ears, placing a kiss behind one softly before whispering in a husky tone. "Go lay down."
As much as Rachel didn't want to, her body and heart wanted other things. She wanted Finn to make her feel again. To make her forget about the drugs and the guns and for them to just be Rachel and Finn again. So she nodded her head, her tongue darted out to lick her bottom lip as she pulled away from Finn, his arms limp as she stepped away and sat on the edge of the bed. She wanted to ask if anyone else had sat on that bed, seeing as it took her nearly two months to get into the bed but she decided against it, merely working on the straps of her stilettos. Finn must've been reading her mind because his next comment was dead on.
"You know you're the first girl who's ever been here? In my bed, I mean." He stated as he opened up his curtains to expose massive windows looking over the city and the night sky shinning bright with stars. "I think this is the only reason I got this place. Besides wanting to stay in Brooklyn where I was born." He stared out the window, inhaling and exhaling deeply before turning around to see Rachel already laying in the bed, eyes looking out the window as well. He undid his shoes, taking them off as well as his socks before he joined her in the bed. She wasn't speaking again and that made Finn nervous. He reached a hand out to cup her cheek before pulling her to him. He took a moment to look into her vacant eyes before pressing his lips to hers in a peck kiss. One peck, two peck, three peck, four. Soon enough he actually felt Rachel's lips kissing him back and he quickly deepened the kiss, instead of asking for permission for access to Rachel's mouth, he parted his lips a bit and moaned when he felt Rachel's tongue darting into his mouth. Her hands had gotten lost in his hair as her tongue explored every taste bud on Finn's tongue. When they pulled away for air, both of them panting from the kiss Rachel's eyes made Finn want to cry. He actually was maybe going to cry. They were homey again. He felt like all his worries had just washed away. He pulled her on top of him, his hands working the zipper of her dress as she helped him pull it down. He was extremely pleased to see that Rachel wasn't wearing a bra, a hand quickly coming up to cup her left breast after he pulled her dress over her head. Rachel arched her back into the feeling of Finn's rough hands against her sensitive nipples, her hips already grinding into him as one of her hands worked on the buttons of his shirt. After finally succeeding in undoing Finn's shirt, Rachel leaned down to join their lips together again, this time she opted out for sucking on the man's bottom lip while her hand massaged him through his pants. Finn's hands stroked Rachel's bare ass softly, every so often pulling the girl's laced thong from between her ass cheeks and letting it snap against her skin. Rachel was now biting, nipping and sucking on Finn's neck, marking the pale skin wherever she could. Her body was on fire and she couldn't wait any longer, she wanted Finn inside of her now. She didn't know how he made her feel so fucking good and loved after she felt terrified to be next to him. Rachel sat up, her lips already swollen which caused Finn to smirk as she began to undo his belt and jeans, pulling them off of him as well as his boxers. Rachel stroked Finn's dick a few times before she pushed her thong to the side, not being able to be bothered with getting off of Finn to take it off. She slowly lowered herself onto Finn's bare dick, moaning at the feeling of him stretching her. She placed her hands on Finn's lower stomach, finger's softly playing with the man's happy trail as she began to moved against Finn, small whimpers emitting from her lips. She loved him. She loved this man so fucking much it scared her. Finn pulled Rachel down to join their lips together, her hips now stroking against him as he began to pump inside of her, his hips lifting off the bed in a swift motion to fill her fully. The kiss they were sharing was different, Rachel had never felt Finn kissing her like this. It was passionate, the way his hands lightly stroked along her waist while he held her in place as he thrust himself into her. The way his lips moved against hers, gently. His thrusts began to slow down and Rachel attempted to encourage him by moving her hips down against him but Finn stilled her, she felt him take a deep breath and opened her eyes to see what looked like a single tear racing down his cheek. He buried himself into her deeply, completely catching her off guard and earning himself a raw, whiny moan. Rachel's eyes shot open again when she felt Finn flipping them over, her back now pressed against the mattress and Finn still very much so inside of her. He looked down at her, his dark probably just as dark as hers as he pulled out of her, ducking his head to give her entire, aching slit a lick, ending near her clit and sucking lightly which caused Rachel's back to arch off of the mattress beneath her. Before she knew it, that ended as Finn became impatient and ripped her thong off, a hand wrapping around her waist and flipping her over, her chin landing against the mattress. Finn's hands began to stroke down her bare legs, thighs and ass, the roughness of his hands causing goosebumps to lift all along her skin. He replaced his hands with his lips, placing open-mouthed kisses along Rachel's backside, focusing on her ass as he nipped her left cheek, earning himself another moan. Rachel's hips were grinding down into the bed, searching from any kind of relief as Finn sucked on her ass cheek. When he was finally pleased with the mark he had left on her ass, he carefully positioned himself behind Rachel, her legs wide as she laid completely flat on the bed, panting.
"You alright baby?"
No reply expect for a weak nod and Finn looked down, watching himself enter her once again. "Fuck." Finn began to move slowly, watching as Rachel turned her head to the side, looking back at him for a second before lifting her low half off of the bed to try and match his forceful strokes. Finn placed a hand on her lower back, right above her ass and pushed her back down against the mattress, his own thrusts now becoming faster, harder and deeper. Rachel's moans were the only noise filling the room as Finn kept her pinned against the mattress and made her feel so fucking good. He pressed her down into the mattress harder, knowing he achieved the angle he wanted when Rachel's moans turned into scream. His dick was hitting right against her g-spot and the woman beneath him started trembling, her walls fluttering all around him as her tiny fists gripped the sheets and she moaned over and over again, chanting something Finn couldn't make out as the man tried to hold off coming as long as he could while continuing to ease Rachel through her orgasm. Her body fell limp against the bed as he pulled out of her. He watched how her body relaxed into his bed for a second before turning around and looking down at his obvious problem. He began to stroke himself, not wanting to bother Rachel as she was obviously drained from the day for more reasons than just one.
Rachel came down from her high after a few minutes, her body still feeling the after effects of the powerful orgasm. She turned her head to look at Finn, her eyebrows furrowing when she saw the man stroking himself. Of course he hadn't come. Finn noticed Rachel watching him with furrowed eyebrows and his hand stilled.
"I wasn't wearing a condom and last time you asked for one.. I just didn't want to come inside of you, y'know?" He shrugged a single shoulder and offered Rachel his sweet half smirk. Rachel's heart warmed at his actions, before she flipped herself over and widened her legs more, her hand running down her stomach as Finn quickly caught on and he was inside of her again with seconds, this time their eyes were glued to each others, their moments slow and sensual. Finn couldn't take her eyes off of her as they met each other's stokes, their hips crashing against each other. He couldn't explain what he was feeling and quite frankly neither could she. They had had sex so many times she had lost count but never like this. This wasn't fucking. Finn buried his face into the crook of Rachel's neck as he felt his orgasm nearing. He was only able to pump into her three more times before he came inside of her. The sensation of Finn's hot come, along with the words she heard the man whisper caused Rachel's body to shutter again, her hands gripping onto his shoulders as she trembled. She knew she heard him right, she just knew it. He told her he loved her. She wasn't making this up, Finn Hudson had just mumbled that he loved her against his skin.
"Wh-What did you just say?" She asked after she had regained her breath, Finn still inside of her but now limp. He picked his head up to allow their eyes to meet again.
"I love you." He whispered, knowing now that he said it out loud it was real. He knew he loved her. He watched as tears swelled her in eyes again but before she could speak his fucking phone rang again. He watched Rachel's entire body and demeanor change as she heard his phone as well. He had to answer it, he just had to. He still didn't know if the person that killed one of his men had been taken care of and Madeleine always worried when he didn't answer her calls. "Baby, I'm so sorry, I'll be quick I promise." Rachel just closed her eyes, not saying anything as Finn pulled out of her and all but ran to reach his phone before it stopped ringing.
"What's up?"
"No, what do you mean they can't find him?"
"Don't worry, I'll just fucking handle it myself." Finn hung up his phone and began to get dressed. "Babe, get dressed."
Rachel opened her eyes to see Finn nearly dressed before she quietly took his lead. She actually wanted to go home at this point. Her mind was everywhere and here was Finn, leaving her again. They both dressed quickly, Rachel not bothering to fix her destroyed curls, opting out of a messy bun as they exited the loft, Rachel ahead of Finn much to his displeasure, she was back to not talking again.
"Will you drive?" Finn asked her, handing the girl the keys as he wrapped around to the other side of the Range Rover. He stopped to pull his gun out of the trunk, taking it off of safety before tucking it into his jeans and sitting in the passenger seat.
Rachel had began to drive towards the Bronx, thinking he'd be taking her home before he handled whatever business he needed to handle but she was rather surprised when Finn gave her directions to somewhere in Queens. They had been driving around slowly, Finn looking for someone but Rachel didn't think anything of it as she continued to drive wherever he lead her.
"Slow down." Finn instructed her and Rachel did so.
"Lower your window and just say excuse me to that guy." Rachel furrowed her eyebrows but nonetheless she lower her window, completely ignorant to the fact that Finn had just cocked a gun beside her.
"Excuse me sir." Rachel called out. The second the man began to turn around, she felt herself being pushed pack against the seat and everything else was a blur. She was pretty sure Finn had pushed her along the seat and shot the man that was just standing in the head three times, the man instantly falling.
"Drive!" Finn told her as Rachel's hands shook but she drove away as quickly as she can.
"Why would you make me do something like that?" Rachel cried out, driving down two side streets before stopping the car.
"You said you wanted to go to work with me?.."
Rachel was full on crying as she unbuckled her seat belt and got out of the Range Rover, running down the street at full speed like she was in running sneakers and not five inch stilettos. It was all too much. Everything was too much. The man she loved and who actually loved her back was a murder, a drug dealer and terrifying.
A/N I'm obvs a whore and can't write a chapter without smut but our babies made loveeeeee! That excites me, aha. Anyways, what did you think? What should happen next?!