A/N 1: Thanks for the alerts, favs and reviews (thanks wagner710 (I'm sure you've been very good), b (bikini time coming right up), and Jay (glad it made you laugh- naked times coming up) Thanks everyone else for your comments too. You guys are all amazing.
A/N 2: My Lesbro has returned to work from the brink of death after I unleashed my death germs on him. It was good to have him back :-)
Rachel's POV
I lead Finn and Puck through the house to the back yard, glad that everyone has now arrived. As we go out back Puck immediately goes over to help Artie and Mike with the barbeque, insisting that his manly barbequing skills outweighed both of theirs put together. I smile as I watch the three boys goofing around together.
My eyes scan my fellow glee clubbers who are all situated at various points around the pool. Like magnets my eyes are drawn to Quinn and although she is wearing shades I can see that she is watching me too, a small smile playing on her lips. I find myself smiling back at her as our gazes meet and hold. Our moment is broken when her soft expression hardens into a frown, her jaw tightening as Finn appears beside me.
"Hey Rach." He smiles at me dopily, wearing what I recognise all too well as his hopeful look.
Oh no.
"Awesome party. Are you having fun?"
Not really.
"Sure." I do my best to smile but I know it is coming off forced. Luckily Finn isn't perceptive enough to notice.
I glance over at Quinn and see that she is scowling in our direction, her jaw set with tension. I nervously look away, my gaze landing back on an ever oblivious Finn.
"So... are you maybe free one day soon?" He asks as my eyes start to stray back towards Quinn.
"What?" I squeak, too surprised to make my tone pleasant as my wandering eyes snap back to Finn.
"I was thinking that maybe we could go somewhere..." He trailed off as he finally realised that my attention wasn't on him. Out of the corner of my eye I had seen Quinn get up from her sun lounger. For a moment I thought she was going to come over to us but once she saw that she had my attention she slowly and deliberately pulled her shirt off. Catching my gaze she then slowly pulled her shorts down over her hips.
My breath hitched as I watched her, unable to keep my eyes off of her as slowly more and more of her delicious skin came into view. I subconsciously lick my lips as I drink in the view of Quinn in a very tiny, baby blue bikini. My eyes trail up over her toned legs, kissable thighs, incredible abs, pert breasts and up to her kissable, smirking mouth. Her gaze is fixed on me, she knows that I am staring at her and that I am thoroughly enjoying the view. I can see that she has gained a light tan over the past week and suddenly all I can think about is studying those tan lines up close and personal.
"Err Rach?" Finn looks at me questioningly as he takes a step towards me. I snap out of my stupor and take an automatic step back.
"Now isn't a good time Finn," I tell him brusquely, "I... need to go and get changed."
With that I quickly make my exit and run inside up to my room. I close my door and lean back on it with a groan of frustration. As if I am not already frustrated enough already Quinn had to go and do her little strip show. And she knew exactly what she was doing, the wicked little temptress.
A cunning smirk spreads across my face as a plan suddenly springs to mind.
Two can play at that game Fabray.
Quinn's POV
I sit back down on my sun lounger with a satisfied smirk as I see a flustered looking Rachel suddenly disappear into the house, leaving a bewildered Finn in her wake.
I hear a soft snort of laughter from beside me and turn to look at Santana.
"What?"
"Nice strip show there Q." She smirks. I roll my eyes at her as I take a sip from my drink. "It seemed to have the desired effect though. That was some serious eye fucking coming your way. If it had gone on much longer I feared I might get pregnant just from witnessing it." Santana nods over to where Puck is stood staring at me.
"Gross!" I mutter, suddenly feeling a desire to cover myself up.
"Of course you probably would have noticed if you hadn't been so busy enjoying that mutual eye sex with Berry. That was seriously wanky."
I smirk to myself at her words, the way Rachel had been looking at me was seriously hot. I could virtually feel her fucking me just from her gaze alone.
"Holy shit!" Santana suddenly exclaims next to me. I look up to where she is staring and feel my jaw drop to the floor as my brain promptly short circuits.
Rachel. In a bikini. Rachel. Bikini.
My brain dies completely as I blatantly stare at her. She is wearing a strapless bikini with light and dark blue stripes across it. It is leaving very little to the imagination as virtually every toned, tanned inch of her is on display and is making my mouth water. I finally tear my eyes away from Rachel's insanely hot body to meet her amused gaze. Her eyes are sparkling at me with mischief as her lips quirk in a knowing smile.
I try my best to stop staring but my eyes simply refuse to cooperate with that idea. My gaze follows Rachel's every step as she saunters over with a sexy sway of her hips.
"Hello ladies." She greets casually. "Mind if I join you?"
"Hell yeah Berry, feel free to come and share my lounger." Santana leers, practically drooling. Not that I can talk as I have been drooling from the moment Rachel stepped out in that bikini.
"Would one of you be able to help me with my sun lotion? I can't reach my back." Rachel asks with an innocent bat of her eyelids but her sexy smirk completely betrays her.
"I'd love to-" Santana starts to say enthusiastically but I cut her off with a glare.
"Sure I'll help you Rach." I offer quickly as I pull her down onto my sun lounger. Rachel turns towards me and my breath hitches as our eyes meet. At this proximity I can see just how dark and hungry her eyes are and it makes my stomach do a little flip. I dumbly take the bottle of lotion from her and sit there still staring at her like an idiot.
"Quinn?" Rachel's voice pulls me from my daze.
"Huh?... Oh right, sorry." I blush as Santana laughs at me.
I fumble slightly with the bottle, cursing my sudden clumsiness as I manage to get some of the lotion into my hands. I settle the bottle carefully between my legs to keep it upright and place my hands on Rachel's shoulders. She lets out a content sigh as I run my hands over her shoulders and down her arms. I run my hands back up over her biceps and up to her shoulders, gently massaging for a moment before moving to run my hands up and down her back. I slowly move my hands over with each stroke until my hands are gently caressing her sides. I grin as I see the skin jump slightly as a she shivers lightly from my touch. Slowly I run my hands up so that they brush the sides of her breasts and I smirk as I hear her breath catch. I smile cockily as I realise that I am currently winning our little game of teasing. Rachel is squirming slightly in her seat as my hands brush against the sides of her toned stomach and down over her hips.
Big mistake.
My fingers caress over that particularly sensitive spot of her hip and Rachel lets out a sensual moan. Suddenly I find that my lap is very damp, in more ways than one. I look down at my lap in horror where I have inadvertently squeezed the bottle of lotion between my legs causing half of the bottle to sprout out.
"Oh my God Q!" Santana howls with laughter next to me. "You totally pulled a Hudson." She guffaws heartily. I am too mortified to even send a scowl her way as I stare at my lap in disbelief. Rachel however does send a reproachful look her way that actually stops Santana mid laugh.
"Come on Quinn I'll help you get cleaned up." Rachel says gently as she stands up and offers me her hand. I grasp her hand tightly and follow her into the house, keeping my gaze on the ground the whole way.
It is only as I hear Rachel shut her bedroom door behind us and lock it that I finally look up.
"Well I guess we better get you out of that bikini huh?" She smirks sexily at me.
Suddenly all of my embarrassment vanishes as Rachel's eyes smouldering into my own. She steps into me, pressing our bodies together as she holds my gaze. Both of our eyes flutter slightly at the sensation of our bare stomachs touching but we resolutely keep our eyes open, keeping our eyes connected.
Rachel slips her hands into the waistband of my bikini bottoms and slides them down, her gaze locked onto mine the whole time. The desire in her eyes burns its way to my very core, the fire there alone is enough to cause me to tremble with need. She continues to hold my gaze as she removes my bikini top and then removes her own top and bottoms.
I literally can't take my eyes off of her in this moment, she is completely mesmerising. I have never seen her eyes burn so brightly before, so intensely. She is magnificent. She takes my breath away and sends a hundred jolts of anticipation through me.
When Rachel finally melds our lips together her kiss is hot and rough, a perfect contrast to the slow, purposeful way she had undressed us. She kisses me hungrily as though her life depends on it, pulling me against her harshly. She steps backwards pulling me with her as we stumble our way across the room, our lips never relenting from their intense battle.
Rachel falls back on the bed, pulling me down on top of her roughly. Her fingers tangle into and grasp my hair, tugging at it slightly as she pulls my lips as deeply into hers as possible. The kiss is so sweet and intense that it is making me dizzy. It is as though I can feel the kiss everywhere at once as my blood races through me. Rachel rolls us to switch our positions and pins me to the bed.
"Please Rach, I need you." I plead quietly.
"I need you too, so much." She whispers and gasps as I rock my hips up into her desperately. "We'll need to be quick."
"Not going to be a problem." I assure her with a self-depreciating smile.
Right now I will be lucky to last thirty seconds.
"And quiet." She smirks. I groan knowing too well that it will be next to impossible to remain quiet with how worked up I am right now. "Can you be quiet Quinn?" She teases as she trails her hand down and ghosts a teasing touch over where I need her the most.
"Yes." I whimper.
"Really?" Rachel purrs in my ear, making me tremble.
I nod, unable to form words.
"We'll see." She chuckles as she suddenly plunges her fingers inside me, crashing her lips to mine to swallow my cry of pleasure as I buck my hips into her hand. She pounds into me relentlessly as I rock my hips into her with abandon. I shift myself to slide a thigh up between her legs and Rachel lets out a small growl as she rocks down hard against me, coating my thigh with her wetness. Rachel presses her lips back against mine as we desperately swallow each others' moans of pleasure. As Rachel brushes her thumb over my clit I can feel myself begin to tremble.
"Oh God Rach," I pant harshly, "I'm going to come."
"Oh God Quinn." Rachel moans at my words as she drops her head to my shoulder, her fingers and hips working furiously. My back arches into her as I come hard and Rachel kisses me desperately as she rocks into me, riding out her own orgasm. We cling to one another as our tremors slowly subside. Gently I pull Rachel down to lay beside me as we both catch our breath. I softly stroke her hair from her face as I hold her to me.
"I missed this." I whisper softly, giving her a soft squeeze to indicate our embrace.
"Me too." She sighs as she snuggles into me. "We will have to go back down soon or people will start to notice that we are gone, if they haven't already."
"Can't we just stay here?" I pout as I lightly scratch my fingers over her scalp.
"Mmm, I would love to." She sighs contentedly. "But we don't want them to start asking questions."
"Can we have just one more minute?" I plead, giving her a puppy eyed look.
"Of course." Rachel grins as she nuzzles me affectionately, pulling me closer.
I let out a content sigh as I hold Rachel in my arms, vowing silently to myself to never go so long again without this feeling.
A/N 3: Up next more bikini wearing :-) If you are all super nice to me there may be more touching too :-p