A/N Hi guys! First of all I'd like to thank you guys for all the motivation and reviews and such. You guys are seriously all babes :') Keep them coming I swear it makes me write faster, aha. Secondly, I feel like I should explain a bit more about Madeleine before you get into this chapter. Madeleine is my Rachel, literally. We're a banging ass RP pair, she's also the reason why I'm writing this, she put the faith in me. She also writes her own shit so check out BadCookie on here while I'm shamelessly giving her a shout out. But long story short, don't hate the Madeleine character just yet. She's just in love with Finny ;) Usual warnings, also I don't own the song used or Glee and same old shit. Enjoy! And Review!
Rachel didn't dare glance back as she ran away from Finn. She just ran into the dark streets of Queens. She didn't have a cell phone, Finn had broken that. The girl began to panic as she finally halted her running on a dodgy side street, panting like crazy. Her emotions were everywhere. She couldn't think straight and she had just witnessed a murder. Was she an accomplish to that murder? Fresh tears ran down her cheeks at the thought. She was a murder too, even if she didn't even hold the gun. She tried to take a few deep breaths in an attempt to calm herself down and stop her crying. Where was she going to go? She didn't know anyone who lived in Queens. She most certainly couldn't go home, her fathers couldn't see her like this, all marked up and destroyed. Her heels clicked against the pavement once again as she began to make her way towards the train station. Of course she'd end up having to go back to Brooklyn.
As she stepped into her best friend's room, after assuring the girl's mother that she was alright and that was no need to call her fathers, the tiny diva dramatically plopped down on the sleeping Latina's bed. It was now nearly three in the morning. Rachel nudged Santana, only earning a groggy grunt in response. "Santana." Rachel whispered, another nudge to the Latina's side, this time harder. A pleased smile appeared on Rachel's face as her best friend finally woke up, sitting on the bed and taking a second to actually look at the little diva who's hands were still shaking violently.
"Okay one, what the fuck? Two, you look like you were fucked without remorse, I hope my mother didn't see you and three, why have you been crying?" Santana eyed Rachel's still shaking hands before reaching a hand out to hold them as still as she could. Tears began to rim Rachel's eyes once again as she looked at her best friend.
"Tana, what exactly do you know about F-Finn?" Rachel whispered, her voice cracking as she tried to hold her tears back.
Santana's face instantly hardened as she sat up straighter. "Rachel did he do this to you? Because if he hurt you I swear I will call your father this very moment."
Rachel shook her head. "No, Santana please just answer me?"
Santana gave Rachel a pointed look, her lips pursing a bit as she thought for a second. "I know that he's the owner of the club where you meet him. I know he always has a bunch of bitches around him. I know he's fucking loaded, and has hella power but that's about it."
Tears were already racing down Rachel's face as Santana finished. She shook her head, she honestly didn't want to believe it. No one so sweet, kind and caring would kill people. "H-He killed s-someone, S-San." Rachel whispered in between sobs, earning a gasp from Santana.
"Ay Dios Mio, Rachel, are you sure he actually killed someone?"
"H-He did it in front of me, San. Actually I fucking drove." Rachel was now feeling anger again as she wiped her eyes. She knew the look Santana was giving her as she wiped the back of her hands meant she wanted more information. "He got a phone call while we were at his mother's from her and suddenly we had to leave. I got upset because I was really enjoying spending my time with his family and he was driving ridiculously fast for no reason so we started fighting. He tried taking me home but I wouldn't get out of the car then he confronted me about me lying about me being seventeen and he forgave me. When he took me to his loft.." Rachel had to stop talking, tilting her head back to stop the tears from racing, but even that couldn't keep them in. "There were drugs everywhere San, I mean everywhere. He's a drug lord, the best in New York and the North East of the Untied States and several other countries, apparently." She chuckled humorlessly as more tears ran down her cheeks. She felt herself being engulfed into a hug from Santana. As much as the Latina wanted to ask questions and figure out a way to help her friend she knew there was nothing she could do but hug her. She knew Rachel was in love, the brunette had never been this way before, not even over Brody or Jesse.
"I just don't know what I'm doing anymore." Rachel sobbed out, burying her face into Santana's shoulder. The Latina rubbed circles into her friend's back, the room silent besides Rachel's crying. A perfectly arched eyebrow was raised as Santana heard something.
"Rach, you hear that?"
Rachel had heard the noise when it started, only making her crying harder as she clung to Santana.
"He found me." Rachel whispered. Santana unwrapped the girl from her body, shaking her head as she walked over to her window. She opened the window in record time before sticking her head out.
"Hey, Mr. Macho Man, stop fucking yelling, she isn't here." Santana yelled down to the tall man.
"Stop lying, Santana she wouldn't go anywhere else. I know, Rachel."
Rachel wrapped her arms around herself as she listened to Finn's voice, just the sound of his voice being enough to make her pulse quicken.
"You're gonna wake up my mother and I'm gonna have to go all BK on your ass so just get lost, Hudson."
Finn glared up at Santana, pulling himself up the fire escape ladder, making his way towards the Latina's window.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Santana yelled.
"I'm coming to see if Rachel is in there." Finn answered, already at the window as Santana attempted to block it. Rachel knew what Finn was capable of and she stood from the bed, moving Santana softly.
"Rachel, no. You don't have to talk to him."
"No, it's okay, San, I promise." Rachel looked right into Finn's eyes, the man now reaching for her hand through the window.
"Come with me, babe? Let's just talk please?" He pleaded in a whisper.
Rachel actually considered climbing out the window and leaving with Finn but fear won once again. She pulled her hand from Finn's, instantly missing the touch. "No, I don't want to talk to you right now, Finn, please leave."
Finn's entire demeanor slumped as Rachel closed the window in front of his face after giving him a slight push. She pulled the curtains closed, tears running down her cheeks rapidly once again. "I love him so much, Santana, this is so hard." She cried into her hands. She finally confessed it out loud. It was real, she was in love with Finn Hudson. This man had gotten to her to fall in love with him in a fucking month and a half. She had dated other guys for years and she still wasn't fully in love, but then again, they weren't Finn Hudson. Santana made her way around to Rachel, collecting the girl in her arms and holding her close as she placed kiss on the top of the girl's head.
"You have to do what you want, Rachel. What you think is right? Listen to your heart, but make sure your head has a say in the matter as we- What the fuck is that?" Santana asked, heading snapping to the window at the noise. Rachel's eyes instantly widened as she looked out the window as well, the noise getting louder and louder.
Of course plan A wasn't going to work, Rachel had left for a reason so plan B was in full swing thanks to Puck's ability to bend at his boss' requests and get him an awesome boom box. He placed the boom box on the top of his Range Rover, leaning against the side of the vehicle as the instrumentals began to play. This was so cheesy it nearly hurt him to be doing this but he knew the smile on his girl's face was going to make it all worth it. He turned the boom box up all the way, eyes glued to Santana's window as he began to sing the opening notes. Did he say super fucking cheesy or what?
Never had much faith in love, or miracles.
Never wanna put my heart on the line.
But swimming in your water, something spiritual.
I'm born again every time you spend the night.
By the time Finn had finished singing the first verse there was still no sign of Rachel. He was starting to get nervous, he was sure this would at least get her to come talk to him. Meanwhile, Rachel was crying even harder, but this time it wasn't heartbroken sorrows, but tears laced with chuckles as she peeked at the man through the side of the curtain, forgetting everything that had happened for a second to just enjoy Finn's warm heart. He'd do anything to make her smile. The song he was singing, it played on the radio once when he was driving her home from one of their dates and she playfully sang the whole thing to the man while holding onto his hand. It had been the only time she sung in front of him. He had failed to mention that his voice was excellent as well. Of course Rachel could tell where he needed work but nonetheless, the raw, live performance Finn was giving her right now caused goosebumps to line her flesh. All she could think about was wrapping her arms around his midsection and pressing her face into his chest to absorb his scent. She turned around, looking at Santana with sad eyes.
"San, thank you so much for being here for me but I think I need to leave with him.."
Santana's eyes nearly bugged out her head. "Because he sang a fucking song, Rach? Not very well might I add, his breathing sucks."
"Because he cares. He took the time to find me Santana, to think of something cute to show me he cares, even if it's something as small as singing a song." Rachel replied as she pulled on her heels before beginning to open the window. "Just tell your mom my fathers came to get me please?" Rachel begged as she began to put a leg out the window.
"Maybe because you just fucking witnessed a murder and your father is a fucking detective?"
"He doesn't know what my dad does." Rachel replied. "Just cover my ass, okay?"
"Whatever, I'm not going to your fucking funeral when he kills you so make sure you haunt me, bitch." Santana replied as Rachel blew her a kiss, already making her way down the fire escape stairs.
'Cause your sex takes me to paradise.
Yeah, your sex takes me to paradise
And it shows, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Finn couldn't help but to grin like a fool when he saw his girl making her way down the stairs. He pushed off his Range Rover, standing at the end of the fire escape, his vocals getting shaky as she got closer. He couldn't believe he was about to fucking cry again. Twice in a day but this time it was because she was coming to him.
'Cause you make me feel like, I've been locked out of heaven.
For too long, for too long.
'Cause you make me feel like, I've been locked out of heaven.
For too long, fo-
His singing was halted by a firing kiss to his lips. Rachel of course measured out the distance between the last step and the ground, deciding to jump into Finn's arms instead, knowing the man would catch her and he didn't fail. The excitement of not busting her ass was her reasoning for rewarding Finn with a kiss that she quickly pulled back from. Finn shifted, a slight blush kissing his cheeks as he shifted so he was holding Rachel bridal style, his eyes never leaving hers. Rachel on the other hand shifted against Finn, suddenly feeling shy under the man's gaze.
"Can you put me down please?" She asked in a whisper, smiling shyly when Finn put her down.
"Do you want me to finish singing? I had this big thing for the end that involved me on my knees at your feet." Finn stated, his eyes lowering as he noticed the girl's eyes showing evident signs of crying.
"No, Finn, it's okay. But I-I need you to be a hundred percent honest with any questions I have."
The tall man nodded, reaching for Rachel's hand, not liking that he was so close to her but not touching her.
"Can we like drive or something? We need to get out of here." Rachel stated, looking over her shoulder. Her fathers could show up at any moment. They were both off of work for Berry Family Game Night and she had stood them up. She had been doing a lot of covering up and lying lately, her fathers beginning to ask more and more questions. Finn just lead Rachel towards the car, opening her door then shutting it when the brunette got inside. Within seconds they were pulling away from the curb, a loud clash from the boom box falling off the roof.
"Oops." Finn tugged a corner of his lips as he looked into his rearview mirror. Rachel just giggled softly, her eyes noticing the Latina at Santana's window watching the car drive away. It wasn't till they drove past Santana's window that she noticed the girl's mother also watching Rachel leave. Of course Finn had woken her up. Holy shit was she going to be murdered when her fathers finally found her.
"Finn?"
"Hm?"
"Do you care that I'm seventeen?" Rachel asked in a quiet tone, almost embarrassed.
"Yes and no." He quickly replied.
"Care to clarify?"
"I care because it's hella illegal but I'm already doing so much shit wrong that it's probably the smallest charge I'd get booked for. But love doesn't know age, it just knows how it feels. I know that I'm in love with the feeling of having you in my arms, the warmth of your body tucked away against mine. I know I'm in love with the way your nose crinkles when I lick your lips and make them all wet, much to your annoyance. I know that I'm in love with the way you demand my attention at all times without actually noticing. I also know that my family loves you. My mother simply adores you." Finn licked his lips, eyes glued to the road as he continued to drive, right on the speed limit for a change. "I know I'm in love with the way you feel around me. The way you fit me perfectly, the way you handle anything I throw at you. I'm in love with you, Rachel. No matter your age or occupation. I've never been in love before, I'm scared, I've never admitted that out loud since the day my house was the target of a drive by which killed my father. And I'm honest to God scared of losing you, woman." He didn't even realize he had tears rolling down his cheeks till he felt Rachel's hands wiping away his cheeks. Third time's a charm, huh?
"Finn, I- Thank you for being honest with me, Finn." Rachel rubbed the pad of her thumb along the man's cheek softly before pulling her hand away and setting it in her lap. "Why? Why did you decide to do this with your life? Your voice is so lovely, you could've easily gone into the music business, or you could've been an amazing drummer, even."
Finn shook his head, already parking the Range Rover outside of his loft. He was too distracted by his thoughts to notice the car that he had parked in front of. "My father. He ran the scene back in the day. It's what I wanted to do, bring respect back to the Hudson name. My father was no rat like they claim." Finn stated, anger lacing his words at the thought but he got out of the car and helped Rachel out as well. "Are you okay being here?"
Rachel had taken the information about Finn's father fairly well. She fought off the urge to grab Finn's hand as she followed him back up to his loft. "Yeah, I'm fine." She still had yet to think about what she was doing, her actions around Finn always being on impulse instead of thought. As they exited the elevator Finn furrowed his eyebrows as he heard voices coming out of his loft. He instinctively reached for his gun in the waistband of his jeans before he saw Rachel's eyes focused on him. He slid his key into the door, gun still put away as he turned the key. Someone could be on the other side of that door with a gun pointed to his head and he would be going into his without his gun drawn. He just pushed the door open, his entire body relaxing as he was greeted by a massive pitbull, who's jaw was triple the size of the man's fist.
"Where the hell did that dog come from?" Rachel whispered, her hands gripping onto Finn's shirt for dear life.
"Chloe." Finn replied, now looking around for his god daughter who had to be near. Finn had gotten Chloe a puppy the day she was born. Zeus, her protector, the little girl's own guard dog. Rachel raised an eyebrow. If Chloe was there that meant that the bitch was also somewhere around.
"How did she get in here?"
"She has a key?"
Rachel wasn't able to reply as a little curly haired child entered the room from the kitchen. "Finnyyyyy!" Chloe squealed out, throwing herself against the man's legs.
"Hey baby C, shouldn't you be asleep, kid?" Finn greeted his god daughter as he scooped her up.
"Mommy said the same thing but we had to make sure my Finny was okay since you didn't answer any of mommy's calls." Chloe replied, her arms cupping the back of Finn's neck as she leaned forward to whisper not so quietly into her god father's ear. "Who's the girl?"
Finn rolled his eyes, of course Madeleine would make sure he was fine. He stepped further into the apartment, trying to control his chuckling as turned to look at Rachel. "That's Rachel, baby C, she's my girlfriend, right?" He asked hopefully as Chloe adjusted so she could be facing Rachel as well. Rachel narrowed her eyes at Finn for a second before she admired the beauty of the little girl. She had never actually met the girl, only seeing Madeleine and viewing pictures. She was honestly her mother's daughter to the tee.
"Right, Ms. Chloe." Rachel smiled shyly, closing the door behind herself. She was honestly surprised that the little girl wasn't reacting to the drugs or guns around, not even touching a thing. It was like it was normal to her, the thought alone left her speechless.
Rachel's eyes went from Chloe to look towards the doorway to the living room, heels being heard clicking along the floor till Madeleine finally appeared. "I'm going to kick you in the balls, Finn." The woman laughed as she pulled him into a hug, before looking over his face in a way Rachel did not like at all. She patted her hand against Finn's chest, straightening out the man's shirt before she spoke again. "Did you handle that situation?" Madeleine asked, only noticing Rachel when the girl cleared her throat and Finn moved to put his free hand that wasn't holding Chloe up to the small of the girl's back as he lead her to the couch.
"Of course, M. Everything is taken care of." He finally replied as he sat down next to Rachel, Chloe ending up in his lap much to Madeleine's displeasure. She didn't like this little girl no matter how awesome Finn claimed her to be. She didn't like the way was leaning up against Finn and making her daughter giggle. She walked over to the living room, sitting down in Finn's father's recliner that he refused to part with.
"I didn't know tonight was a hoe night. I would've just called but oh wait, you don't know how to answer your phone."
"Dude, don't start." Finn replied, glaring at Madeleine who just pursed her lips and continued.
"I don't need my daughter meeting some hoe that's going to get fucked once then left."
Rachel was quicker than Finn to respond to Madeleine's words as she stood, turning away from Chloe before she took a step closer to Madeleine. "Excuse me, but I'm pretty sure he's fucked me more than fifty times in the last month and a half so that reply is useless. I also don't think you should be speaking to my boyfriend like that. He doesn't owe you any explanations" Rachel held the direct eye contact her and Madeleine were holding as Finn tried to focus on them and Chloe, who was now cuddled into his chest, nearly in a deep sleep.
Rachel felt uneasy when a smirk appeared on the older brunette's face. She casually pulled her gun out of her purse, cocking it before pointing it at Rachel. "Do you realize who you're fucking talking to? I will blow your fucking brains out right here."
Madeleine's words caused Finn's head to snap up from Chloe. He was already turning around to place Chloe on the couch when he saw Madeleine's gun pointed at Rachel.
"Madeleine, what the fuck are you doing?" Finn asked, stepping between Rachel and the blue eyed woman.
"No, Finn. You seriously trust this girl? I thought you were just fucking her for shits and giggles, what the fuck is she doing here?" Jealously obviously obvious in the brunette's voice as she tried to point past Finn, at Rachel.
"I trust her with my life now fucking put your gun down." Finn yelled at the top of his lungs right into Madeleine's face causing the girl's gun to fall to the floor. Her eyes rimmed with tears as she nodded.
"Loud and clear, boss." Madeleine replied, bitter. Finn had never in a million years yelled at her like that. She was his second in command for heaven's sake. "She can't handle it though, she can't handle any of this shit. She's weak, just look at her shaking behind you from a gun just being pointed at her, what happens when she's getting shot at just for sitting beside you in a car? She's not cut out for this lifestyle, you're wasting your time on a little ass girl."
Finn glared at his best friend for what felt like an eternity before turning around to collect Rachel into his arms before leading her down the hallway to his bedroom. He could hear Madeleine moving around the other room of the loft, most likely laying Chloe down in the guest room.
"Babe, I'm so sorry she just did that to you." Finn apologized quietly, pulling Rachel around so he could look at her and being surprised when the girl wasn't crying. Yes, her hands were still shaking but she wasn't crying.
"It's okay." Rachel shrugged a single shoulder, sitting on the edge of Finn's bed after pulling away from the man.
"Are you gonna stay? Or do you want me to take you home after we talk?" Finn asked, making his way around the bed to the side opposite of Rachel, opening his night stand drawer and grabbing out his personal stash of marijuana before beginning to roll. Rachel with her back still turned to Finn just shrugged although she was in fact taking off heels once again. She leaned back against Finn's headboard the second she straightened herself out on the bed. She knew Finn smoked here and there, he had told her so she wasn't surprised to see the man lighting up a blunt, though she did give him a look.
"I've had a really stressful night, okay? One of my best brains got killed tonight and we're in the middle of a massive transaction. Plus all this stuff with you and with my feelings and shit, I don't know how to talk about that kind of shit but I'm trying for you." Finn quickly defended himself after exhaling smoke.
"Okay, I'm sorry." Rachel relaxed slightly against the bed where her and Finn had connected like never before just a few hours prior. She watched Finn continue to smoke, his eyelids getting heavy and a devilish little smirk pulling at the corner's of his lips for no obvious reason.
"What are you smirking at?" She asked quietly.
"Huh? Oh nothing, babe." He smiled at her this time, leaning forward to press a kiss to her forehead. "Do you want to hit this?"
Rachel's instinct told her no. Her voice would suffer and she'd never achieve her dreams. But another little instinct told her to take the weed. Madeleine probably smoked with Finn all the time. She reached her hand out, grabbing it from Finn. Santana smoked like a chimney and her voice was fantastic, Rachel thought, also thinking about how her voice would sound with a tint of rasp thrown in it. "How do I smoke it?" Rachel asked, big doe chocolate brown eyes staring up at Finn.
The man chuckled. "Just press it to your lips and inhale, but slowly because that is some good shit and you'll choke. Hold it for a bit then exhale."
Rachel did exactly as Finn directed her to, taking a few hits before getting cocky and overdoing it. She was easily sent into a coughing fit as Finn took the blunt from her, placing it between his lips while he rubbed her back to try and soothe her in anyway. "Told you." He grinned cheekily and Rachel just rolled her eyes.
"I don't feel different."
"Oh you just wait." Finn finished smoking before taking his shoes off and getting into bed with Rachel. "Look at me."
Rachel turned her entire body so that she was now laying on her side and Finn couldn't help but to grin when he saw the brunette's eyes. She was definitely blown. Her eyes were red as fuck and glazed over. "You sure you don't feel different, babe?"
Rachel just giggled, shaking her head. "Nope, not at all. I'm like floating though, is that normal?"
Yeap, she was definitely stoned. Finn wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her closer. "I've got you, babe. I'm not gonna let you float away." He placed a kiss to the tip of her nose before letting their eyes lock.
"Thank you." Rachel whispered as she stared back into Finn's eyes.
"When are you going to tell me you love me back? Because I know you do, I can feel it." Finn whispered back to the brunette, his eyes flashing signs of vulnerability.
Instead of answering him, Rachel reached a hand out to cup the man's cheek before colliding their lips together. She had kissed his lips a million times and it still didn't stop a warmness from taking over her body. She wanted to be closer, needed to be closer. With their lips still connected, Rachel slid her body across the bed till her bare legs felt the fabric of Finn's pants. Her free hand reached out and gripped the man's shirt, tugging him to coax the man on top of her as she widened her legs to accommodate him. Finn rested between her legs, finally pulling away from the kiss when he couldn't take the lack of air any longer, a huge grin on his face.
"Why are you smiling?" Rachel asked, her eyes hooded as she laid beneath Finn and began to undo the buttons of his shirt slowly.
Finn watched her tiny hands undoing his buttons for a second before he looked back into her eyes. "Because." He replied cheekily.
Rachel finished pulling his shirt off, pushing it off of his shoulders, her hands now busy running up and down Finn's washboard abs. "I hope you don't think we're gonna fuck. We had sex not too long ago and you don't get any pussy after such a big lie."
Finn's jaw comically dropped at Rachel's words and the little diva had to contain her chuckle as she let her fingers trail Finn's perfectly sculpted v-dip on the sides of his hips. "What? What do you mean? I thought we were gonna talk, make up then fuck?" His voice was a whine as he pouted slightly.
"You're such an only child it hurts." Rachel giggled as she lifted her upper body from the bed slightly to press a kiss to Finn's pout.
"And you're just mean." Finn dropped his head to the crook of Rachel's neck, his lips nipping at her flesh. "Meanie." He mumbled against her skin. He wouldn't be so childish if he wasn't so fucking hard for Rachel already. Rachel's hands were now following the contours of muscles along the man's back.
"If I'm a meanie then why are you making me feel so good?" Rachel whispered out as Finn's hand began to press against her wet thong.
"Because I'm not a meanie." He quickly responded.
"Who's seventeen now?"
"Still you."
Rachel glared at Finn as the man laughed against her skin. "This is exactly why you aren't getting any pussy." She slapped the man's hand away from her center, earning a whine.
"No, no baby I'm sorry." Finn looked up at Rachel with a pout. "I'm twelve I'm twelve! You can still be seventeen and I'm twelve."
Rachel rolled her eyes at Finn, this man sure did know how to make the butterflies in her stomach riot. "Well I obviously can not engage in sexual activities with a twelve year old, Finn. That's very much so against the law." She smirked as she finished her sentence and Finn ducked his head into the crook of her neck once again, nipping it roughly enough to cause Rachel to gasp and tense for a second.
"I know you want me to fuck you, I know you're soaking wet and just aching for me to touch you. For me to bend you over and make you mine." Finn could feel Rachel's legs twitch at his words as his hands worked the side zipper of her dress before pulling it off. Benefit of smaller boobs? No bras. Finn grinned as he tossed the dress to the floor.
"I thought we were gonna talk?" Rachel whispered as she felt her nipples harden under Finn's stare. She wanted to have sex with the man so bad but she continued to resist.
"We can talk with our bodies." Finn smoothly responded as his rough hands trailed down Rachel's clavicles and sides, skimming past her nipples, barely touching the woman where she wanted it. "We can talk with your moans and stares while I'm deep inside of you. With the way you stare at me and the way you chant my name over and over again." Rachel whimpered as Finn tugged off her thong, tossing it behind his head before he put a hand on each of Rachel's knees and spread the girl's legs wide open. His tongue darted out of his mouth to wet his lips at the sight before him and Rachel's eyes only grew darker. Finn couldn't resist and quickly ducked his head between the brunette's legs, pressing a open-mouthed kiss to her bare mound. His breath was right against the girl's obvious wetness as he spoke. "You know you're dying for me to lick you right now." Rachel responded by bucking her hips downwards, earning a chuckle from Finn. "That's my girl." He quickly licked her entire slit, Rachel's head falling back against the bed. Finn pulled away from her center, his hand wrapping around her ankle where he began to press soft, feather light kisses to her skin, working his way up teasingly slow.
"If you don't get to it, you won't get to taste the Berrylicious." Rachel panted out, her own hands coming up to palm her breasts.
"Eager aren't we?" Finn teased before he captured the girl's clit between his lips after kissing his way up to the girl's thighs. He sucked as the tip of his tongue flicked against her clit ever so softly. Rachel's back arched off the bed, a hand coming down to push Finn's head against her harder when there was a loud knock on the door.
"Finny, can we talk?"
Rachel's eyes shot open at Madeleine's voice. Finn didn't skip a beat against her clit, maintaining his rhythm as well as beginning to tease her hole with a single digit. "He's quite busy, can I take a message?" Rachel all but moaned out as Finn caught her off guard by burying two fingers into her, his tongue now flicking rapidly against her clit.
"You're disgusting. Finn, Chloe and I are spending the night. We seriously need to talk in the morning and the meeting."
Finn still didn't reply as he wrapped a hand around Rachel's waist, flipping her effortlessly before his lips met with the curve of her ass.
"Oh." Rachel squeaked out as Finn flipped her and began to tease her, tracing patterns with his tongue all over her ass. "Baby, that feels so fucking good." Rachel long had forgotten about Madeleine still on the other side of the door as Finn bit and sucked on her ass. Here was this woman who was dying for Finn's attention and the man didn't even realize it while he was licking her ass, touching all over her. The thought caused the brunette to smirk as she pushed her ass back into Finn. Another squeak escaped Rachel's lips when Finn's hand came across her ass cheek. "That was for teasing me earlier." Finn explained as he quickly rubbed the red hand print on Rachel's ass softly.
"Do it again." Rachel moaned out, poking her ass out in the air high. Finn pulled his large hand back and brought it against Rachel's ass cheek, this time earning himself a scream. He leaned down to kiss the red mark. After several kisses were pressed to Rachel's ass Finn sat up on his knees, taking a second to undo his pants as Rachel tried to control her breathing, ass still in the air. Once Finn was freed from his pants his eyes went right back to Rachel, his teeth biting down on his bottom lip as he saw Rachel's pussy dripping onto the bed.
"Look at my baby dripping for me."
Rachel slid a hand down her stomach, rubbing her clit softly. "Mm, all for you baby."
Instead of getting behind her, Finn pulled the pillow beside Rachel's head down a bit before laying down. "C'mere."
Rachel crawled over to Finn, thinking he was ready to fuck her senseless and she was correct when Finn picked her up by her hips and sat her down on his waist. Rachel's hands rested on Finn's lower stomach as she slid her wetness up and down Finn's shaft, making sure the man didn't slip into her though. "Why should I let you fuck me?"
"Because I don't just want to fuck you, even though I absolutely love fucking you. I wanna love you without words. It won't be fuckng."
Finn didn't need to speak another word as Rachel gripped his shaft, lining his head with her hole before making his dick disappear into her. She took a second to absorb the feeling of Finn filling her before her hips slowly began to twirl in circles slowly. Finn's hands slowly ran down Rachel's back before he pulled her forward, pressing their chests together and causing a different angle for the brunette. The pace wasn't even quick, both of their strokes were slow but deep.
"Kiss me." Rachel breathlessly whispered as she desperately gripped Finn's face. Finn followed his girl's command, stealing the breath from the girl's lungs with the kiss he pressed to her already swollen lips. She could already feel her lower stomach getting tighter and tighter. "Baby. Baby, I'm not gonna last long."
"I'm right behind you." Finn muttered as he flipped them on the bed so they were in a missionary position. As 'boring' as it was, he got the perfect view of Rachel when she came and that always sent him over the edge. When the brunette's mouth started to form a perfect 'O' shape, Finn knew it was a matter of seconds before Rachel came. "Oh, right there, right there, baby." Rachel moaned out at the top of her lungs as her legs wrapped around Finn's back to pull him impossibly closer. Her body trembled against her will as her walls fluttered around Finn. Finn hid his face against Rachel's neck again as he released into her. He struggled to keep his weight off of her as he attempted to steady his breathing.
"You're seriously perfect." Finn whispered as he finally managed to pull out of Rachel and flop onto the bed. He pulled the naked and still panting diva to his side before covering her with his blankets.
"I'm not perfect. What if she's right, what if I can't handle your lifestyle?"
"Well do you think you can?" Finn hesitated to ask. Things were so simple when they weren't worried about anything but the other.
"Yes. I think I could move mountains for you. But what if, Finn?"
Finn smiled at the girl's reference, taking a second to kiss her nose, his hand pushing her hair out of her eyes as he stared into them. "Rach, this business has a lot of what ifs. I'm not asking you to join, that'd be your free will if you choose to of course. All I'm asking is for you not to write me off. For you to give me a chance regardless of what I'm doing for a living. I'll die protecting you, Rachel but you have to think about this. Because Madeleine is going to be on your ass, she's already saying your weak and shit. You have to be very understanding and forgivi-."
"I want in. How do I go about getting in?"
"Well, the classic is the jump in or the rape in for girls but sin-" Finn stopped talking. "What did you just say?" Finn could barely see Rachel, besides the moonlight shining her face as they laid in his bed naked.
"Which would you prefer me to do?"
"Neither actually, you're not doing that. If you want in, Rachel, there's no going back. You can't leave the family once your in it. You have to ride or die."
Rachel was silent for a moment before she leaned up and pressed a passionate and lingering kiss to Finn's lips. "I can ride or die for you. I'll be anything you need." She whispered before turning around in Finn's arms, pressing her ass to his front before she allowed her eyes to close. "We'll talk in the morning, baby. I love you." She mumbled, already half asleep and Finn was thankful she couldn't see him crying right now.
"Sweet dreams, baby. I love you too."