Rescue me, Love Me Mr Hudson
Chapter Five
Rachel clung to him, as she rocked her hips against his; the sexual chemistry between them was incredible. Rachel couldn't last much longer, and Finn could feel her tightening around him.
"Fuck…" he groaned, as she pulled on the duvet, almost screaming. What he was seeing right now put his mental images to shame. The way she was squirming under him, the way she was moaning as his hands caressed his thighs, all those little things made him harder. Rachel's back suddenly arched as she screamed out his name, and he came seconds after her, before collapsing on top of her. They laid there for a few moments, catching their breath back.
"That was…" Finn silenced her, with a kiss as he moved off of her. He looked at the clock, it was almost midnight, and the way Rachel's eyes twinkled, he could tell she was tired. She climbed off the bed, and looked around for something to wear as the cold suddenly became to nip her skin. Finn climbed into bed, watching her as she refused to ask.
"Top drawer," he told her, as she looked at him with a look. She smiled, tired, and pulled out a t-shirt from the drawer, she held it to her nose and inhaled his scent, and it made her skin tingle. He watched her carefully, this wasn't the Rachel Berry he taught at school this Rachel Berry was different.
"Do you mind if I have a quick shower?" Rachel asked, blushing a little. Finn chuckled, why did she ask? She didn't need to ask.
"Of course you can babe." Finn said, without thinking. She blushed even more, and skipped off into the bathroom. Finn lay, staring at the ceiling, listening to Rachel hum as she spent all of five minutes in the shower. The bedroom suddenly filled with steam and the aroma of honeysuckle. Rachel walked into the bedroom wearing his t-shirt, her hair damp, looking even more tired than before. Finn budged up in the bed; he didn't want to make her walk all the way round the king-sized bed. Rachel crawled across the bed, and collapsed when she reached the pillows. Finn wrapped her in the duvet and watched her as she drifted to sleep. During the night, Rachel ended up cuddling into his side, and he wrapped his arm around her, pulling her closer.
Rachel woke up, in Finn's arm, she was tender in places but she didn't mind. Finn stirred, tightening his grip around her waist, groaning as her thigh touched his.
"Morning," he whispered, kissing her forehead. Rachel grabbed the duvet and hid her body. Finn opened one eye, and realised she had nothing on.
"What happened to the t-shirt?" Finn asked, with a smirk. Rachel kept the duvet as close to her body as she could.
"It got too warm." Rachel said, looking for the said t-shirt. Finn tried pulling the duvet from her, but she had a firm grip and she wasn't going to let go. Finn didn't understand this. She'd turned up naked, now she was acting like a prude?
"You don't need to hide from me Rachel." Finn reassured her, and tried to kiss her, but she dove under the duvet, and began kissing Finn's chest, nibbling in places, making Finn groan.
"Fuck Rachel!" Finn moaned as her mouth glided passed his nipple. Rachel smirked as she sat up, no duvet. Finn sighed, and passed her the t-shirt that was on the edge of the bed. She pulled it on, and patted his stomach as she climbed off him.
"I'm in need of breakfast." Rachel said, as her stomach growled violently. She began walking out of the bedroom and turned to look at Finn, wanting him to follow. He looked under the duvet and then at her, and shook his head.
"Tut tut Mr Hudson!" Rachel strolled out of the bedroom with the naughtiest grin on her face ever. Finn waiting until he'd calmed down, and pulled on his boxers and found Rachel in the kitchen, looking through the fridge. She hadn't noticed his presence until he was right behind her, kissing her neck. He knew what he was doing was wrong, but she was only going to be his student for a few more days, then he could have her all to himself. He backed away from her, as she took out a bowl of strawberries. Finn groaned as he realised she was already nibbling on one, strawberry juice in the corner of her mouth, he was about to lick it off, when someone knocked on the door. Finn froze and so did Rachel. They both crept to the door. Rachel hid behind Finn as he looked who it was.
"Shit! Fuck! Dammit!" Finn cussed in a whisper. Rachel looked puzzled, still eating that strawberry. Finn pointed at the bedroom, and mouthed 'go', before kissing her desperately. She did as she was told, and Finn didn't open the door until she was out of sight.
"Hey Sam, what are you doing here?" Finn asked, trying not to sound panic.
Sam knew automatically something was going on, but it wasn't his place to pry.
"I was in the neighbourhood, wondered if you wanted to go sing to the homeless." Sam asked, leaning casually against the door frame. Finn knew it'd look suspicious if he said no but he couldn't leave Rachel here on her own.
"I would, but I'm busy, papers to mark, lessons to organise. You know how it is." Finn said. Sam nodded, and told him some other time before leaving. Finn closed the door and sighed, not trusting Sam; Finn locked the apartment door and put the safety chain on, and practically sprinted to the bedroom.
"Who was it?" Rachel asked, licking her lips free of strawberry juice.
"Sam Evans." Rachel froze; he was her Glee club director. Finn saw the panic in her eyes, and calmed her down, and took one of the strawberries and ate it. she frowned at him, and held the bowl of strawberries close to her chest. Finn laughed and let her eat in peace.