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Puck pushes her up against the back of the door once he's got it locked and throwing his keys somewhere towards the kitchen. Rachel lifts up her legs and wrap them around her waist, moaning as he grinds against her center. Her wallet, with her phone securely safe inside, and keys fall the ground. She pulls his face towards her by putting her hands on both of his cheeks. But his hands find the bottom of her shirt desperate to feel her warm skin. However, he notices that her hands have quickly found the bottom of his and is pulling it off him. When did they leave his face? This girl has a mouth that could distract anybody.
Ignoring that he's now shirtless, he needed her to be like five hours ago. Puck notices her jacket is still on, so he pulls on the shirt, ripping it up to the deep v between her breasts. Rachel gasps, pulling away from his lips and looks down at her shirt. Her now hard nipples are there for him to just see. Puck moans at the sight of her breasts and pushes the clothes off her shoulders.
"I'll buy you a new one." He sucks in a nipple, swirling his tongue around before biting it gently. He's instantly rewarded with her grinding into him.
"Oh God." Her head falls back and his the door hard.
"Careful." Puck laughs gently around her peak and sets her on her feet. His hands quickly work on getting her shorts and underwear down in one swift motion then admires her boots. His cock twitches. Time to get them around his waist again.
Rachel runs her hand down his chest, across his abs and the small trail of hair that leads down to the top of his jeans. She starts on his pants as he braces both arms on the door while kissing her. Before they fall to the ground, he grabs his wallet to pluck out a condom then throws that behind him too. She stares at his dick and swallows, getting even more wet. She takes the condom from him and rolls it on. After that, he picks her up again, pushing her up against the door.
He runs his fingers along her slit and inserts a finger. "You are so wet baby." He licks up her neck and bites down on her earlobe gently.
"More," she breathes out then pulls him to kiss her. His tongue traces her lip and she lets him in. If he's this good at kissing, what else can he do with his tongue? His finger pulls out then he adds in another, curling them up. Her head falls against the door again as she grinds onto his hand. "Fuck me already, please!"
His eyebrows shoot up after he pulls away from her. She hasn't said anything close to a cuss word all night. The way she's begging though. Fuck. He wants her bad. Puck kisses her hard as he lines up to enter her. She gasps when he's fully inside. A small noise that he likes comes from her mouth, then he pulls back and slams into her, setting up a fast pace as he kisses her. He barely registers hearing her saying 'harder Puck.' He pulls out slowly and slams back into her harder than he was before.
Puck notices that her head falls back again, but he sucks on her neck and tweaks her nipple with his free hand, the other tightening around her upper thigh. She's gripping his shoulders, most likely leaving nail marks. Once he knows that she's close he moves his hand down and rubs a circle around her clit. He admires her boobs bouncing as he rams into her, panting and begging for more. As he fucks her harder, he begins to worry she might end up having a concussion by the time she comes.
"Right there!" Then she screams his name loudly. Shit, she is vocal and he absolutely loves it.
This sends him over the edge, rubbing her clit until she's coming undone with him following her quickly after. Rachel's head hits the door really hard and her chest is heaving when she finally looks down at him. Puck smirks at her then leans forward to suck her nipple into his mouth. She tightens her thighs and comes again.
"God you're sexy." He pulls out and she whines.
Puck carries her into the bathroom so she can clean up. He points to where his room is once he puts her down on wobbly legs then lays on the bed after tossing the condom away. He couldn't believe how tight she was. Her tits fit into his hand perfectly. Fuck. He's hard again. His eyes close and a few seconds later he feels bare legs straddle his waist. No more leather boots. With his eyes still closed, he runs his hands up her legs which feel like they will never end. She leans forward and licks her way up to his nipple, swirling her tongue around it and bringing out a moan from him. He lets out a shaky breath and flips them over so he's on top.
"I wanna taste you." He looks into her chocolate brown eyes and licks his lips.
Her mouth opens slightly as her eyes get darker. Puck smirks at her and kisses her lips then kisses his way down the valley of her breasts, licking around her belly button. "Puck please." She whines, pushing his head down. His breath sweeps over her hip bone as he laughs. Puck licks up her center, circling her clit with his tongue. He feels her thighs tighten as she moans. "You taste so good Rachel." She looks down at him as he fucks her with his tongue.
They spend the rest of the night, exploring each other's bodies until they're both so tired that they pass out. She doesn't cuddle with him, her muscles are tired from her game and everything that Puck did to her. But when she wakes up and stretches, her body screams at her from being overworked. She groans and tries to sit up.
"Going somewhere?" His voice is muffled by the pillow.
"I do need to leave soon." He makes a protesting noise and pulls her back, kissing up her jaw.
"Alright."
"However, I do need a shower. Is it okay if I take one?"
Puck stops, letting his mouth linger on her jaw. He's never let a girl stay the night before, even if Rachel did pass out because of the three or four rounds of sex they had, but now she wanted to take a shower? She was the perfect girl, into sports (she likes baseball too, he found that out last night at the bar) and comfortable enough with her body to play lingerie football. Rachel is Jewish, so that would no doubt make his mom ecstatic, plus Santana was pretty cool too. From what he learned about her, she's like his twin but in girl form. There isn't a doubt in his mind that one constant girl being seen with him in public could help his image too.
"Yeah, you know where the bathroom is. I think there's some stuff from when my sister visited under the sink. Towels are under there too."
Rachel smiles and pecks his cheek. "You have a sister?" He nods. "I guess there's still a lot I need to learn about you before this trip." She gets up quickly and half runs to the bathroom. He laughs because he knows her body pretty well after the night they just had.
The trip. He completely forgot that he suggested that they all go to Florida to hang out with her and Santana. This is the complete opposite of what he usually does. He's busy getting rid of girls, not voluntarily going on vacation with them. But he thinks of Finn and Mike. It's been a long time since Mike has gotten to go anywhere that wasn't for work and Finn finally got rid of Quinn. He cringes at how their names rhyme. They all need a trip away to forget her.
Puck goes to take a shower when she's done. He's rubbing shampoo over his head when he hears the door open.
"Puck?" Rachel voice comes in.
"Yep?"
"Do you have an undershirt or something I could wear? It's a bit warm outside and I don't want to wear my jacket."
"Yeah, just give me a minute babe."
"Okay." The door shuts quietly.
He laughs at how shy she sounded and quickly shutting off the water after rinsing. Wrapping a towel around his waist, he goes to his room and sees Rachel sitting on the bed looking through her phone. Her jacket is on but not zipped up. He moves over to his dresser and pulls out a white muscle shirt and tosses it to her. Puck's ready to take her right now, just from seeing the curve of her breasts underneath it.
"Oh! Thank you." She smiles and pulls off her jacket.
When he turns back around after grabbing a pair of gym shorts, she has it to where it's fitted around her body with the back of it tied off with her elastic hair tie then tucked under. She smiles at him and grabs her jacket and phone to let him get ready.
Puck puts on the shorts then follows her into the kitchen. She's drinking from a glass of water and he zeroes in on the little bit of skin that's on her back. His hand reaches out and he sees that goosebumps form on her arms. He bends down and kisses up her neck to her ear.
"You look amazing." Her hair is drying into waves, smelling like strawberries.
"Thank you." She grinds back into him feeling how hard he is.
She puts the glass down and turns around, wrapping both arms around his neck and kissing him deeply. Rachel licks his lip and pushes her tongue into his mouth. He pulls her over near the door so he can lean her up against the wall. She doesn't give him the chance though. His hand is against the wall as she sinks down to her knees. Puck puts his other hand up against the wall. His shorts pooling on the ground and he moans when her hand wraps around his shaft. He looks down and she licks her tongue up and swirls around the tip. Rachel keeps eye contact when she takes him into her mouth. His nails lightly scratch the wall as she takes him down until he hits the back of her throat.
"Holy shit." He looks down at her and holds back from just fucking her mouth until he comes.
Rachel hums and it sends vibrations down to his balls. She cups him gently and he knows he is going to release soon. He runs his hand through her hair then tugs gently. "Rach, I'm really close."
But somehow, his dick gets further down her throat and when she swallows, he's almost, almost embarrassed that he isn't lasting long at all. Rachel swallows every last drop that leaves his body, licking the tip to make sure that she got it all. He barely pulls up his shorts when she moves away to grab her things.
Puck is still catching his breath when Rachel kisses his jaw. "I guess I'll see you later?" He nods absentmindedly. "Bye Puck."
He watches as she leaves out the door. Once it closes, he goes to start some coffee. His door opens again and he looks over to see Mike staring at him.
"Sup?"
The guy leans against the counter in the kitchen and eyes his friend up and down. Puck is breathing heavily with a bit of sweat on his forehead. "How was the sex?"
Puck looks at him oddly and cautiously starts to talk. "Amazing. Why?" He goes back to his coffee but then puts the cup down. "Wait, how did you even know I got her home?"
"Because when I was in the kitchen getting some water in the middle of the night, I hear loud banging coming from the hallway. So I look out and see that there's no one around." Puck blinks at him. "Now, the walls here are pretty thick and I usually don't hear any of my neighbors, but last night when I'm trying to sleep, I hear someone's bed banging against the wall. And I hear moaning and screaming "Puck" so loud that I had to go sleep on my couch."
Mike looks at his best friend as he starts to laugh really hard to the point where he has tears streaming down and his body hunched over. Finn walks in and sees this sight.
"What's going on?"
"I was just telling Puck here why I was so fucking tired this morning. I ended my class early just so I could come home to sleep."
"Dude, I'm sorry, but holy shit." Puck looks at him with his eyebrows raised. "You have to know what I mean."
"Whatever, just move your damn bed if you plan on sleeping with her again. Which I assume you will be cause I saw how you were looking at her all night."
"Looking at who like what?" He picks up the cup again and pours coffee into it.
"C'mon man. You are willingly going to Florida and Disney World to hang around this chick." Finn cuts in, making him and Mike a cup then moving to the living room. "Plus she has the Jewish thing going on for your mom."
Puck sits in the armchair, his leg going over the side while the other plants on the floor, leaning back and drinking in his coffee. He sighs contently then scoffs. "Whatever don't bring my ma into this, it was just sex. Quinn is gone and we all need a fucking stress free vacation. We need to figure out all that shit anyways."
The guys back off because they know he'll just figure it out on his own time. Mike pulls up Puck's laptop from the coffee table. "Alright, so how do we want to do this?"
"Let Finn do it, he knows about that kind of shit and he can call Santana to iron out the details. But make sure we go to the beach."
Mike hands Finn the laptop and they get to work on planning their vacation.
Rachel walks into their condo but doesn't find anyone in the kitchen. She sets her purse down on the table by the front door and turns to the right down the tiny hallways towards the living room. The TV above the fireplace is on so she walks towards the master bedroom that's Santana's.
They couldn't really afford anywhere in the city, so Santana's parents bought a condo and let the girls live there for free. It was a great deal on her parents part, there was a pool downstairs along with a grill and a little garage where they could park their cars along with the other people in the building. They are on the second floor out of four.
She knocks on the door and opens it to find Santana on the phone, typing on her laptop. "Hey San."
The girl turns and looks at her, smirking at her appearance. "Hold on Finn." Rachel's eyes widen as she sits on the fluffy white comforter behind Santana's chair. She admires the freshly painted black walls from a few weeks ago and dark wood accents that she has around the room. "Where have you been?"
Rachel just blushes and ignores the question. "So are you guys trying to plan out the trip?"
The girl finally figures out that she spent the night at Puck's and seeing how she's wearing a different shirt, she can put the pieces together. "You dirty girl!" Santana grins and moves over to the bed, forgetting about the phone being covered by her shoulder. "Do tell."
The light is streaming in through her cream colored curtains and all she has on is a white lamp on the desk. The light is hitting Santana's face, showing that her eyebrows are raised questioningly. Rachel loves how the room is black and white with only a few red accents. She shakes her head and sits up, crossing her legs, knowing she already killed a little time by admiring her friend's room. She bites her lip and smiles.
"Oh my God. How many times did you do it?" Santana asks seriously.
"Once against the door and two times in his room." Rachel laughs at her friend's face.
"Is he good?" Santana scoots in closer to Rachel, looking into her eyes when she hears a muffled voice coming from her shoulder. "Oh shit, sorry Finn." She shrugs at Rachel. Santana moves back to the desk to finish talking to him about where they're staying so the guys can make appropriate reservations. She looks back to Rachel and mouths 'later.'
She rolls her eyes and grabs her boots to walk into her room which is down the hall and across from Brittany's. Her room is light yellow with all white furniture. She wanted it to feel a little warm and beachy with some country accents. The complete opposite from New York. Rachel pulls off Puck's shirt, which smells like him still, and throws it on her blue and yellow quilt.
Once she changes into cotton shorts and an LA Temptation t-shirt, she grabs her laptop from her nightstand and begins to check her email. Out of the corner of her eye she sees that Brittany walked into her own room. Pushing her laptop away from herself she walks over to the blonde's room. Rachel always wanted to fix up her room the way Brittany did.
When she enters the room, there's a wall with the windows on it, to the right a closet with sliding doors and mirrors covering them. The bed is next to the door with a nightstand and that wall has light blue wallpaper with pink roses on it. The rest of the walls are a light blue. Her furniture is also white. Both of them having a small vanity underneath the windows. Rachel's room is the same but everything is opposite.
"Hey Britt." Rachel smiles and sits on the chair in the corner of the room. It's usually for her vanity but since their rooms are smaller, they set them in the corner for any company who wants to sit.
"Rachel! I didn't even know you were home. I guess I probably should've checked though." She shrugs and throws her dirty clothes into her hamper in the closet. One side has shelves for shoes, the other side has enough room for a basket on the ground or a small hamper underneath the clothes. "What is Santana doing? I heard talking coming from her room."
"Talking to Finn. We met him and two guys after the game. They're really nice. I think they're going to fly to Orlando for our game and hang out with us."
Brittany faces Rachel with a confused look on her face. "Really? Usually you get like a complete identity check before you do anything like that."
"Yeah. Weird, I know. But you'll really like them. And I'm not that crazy about strangers." Rachel smiles as Brittany's cat appears from underneath the bed. "Hey tub." She pets the top of the cats head and he meows at her. "Finn is an agent for Puck and Mike. They're all on vacation, well sort of."
The blonde sits on top of the bed and pulls the chubby cat into her lap. "Okay then. I trust you two. Congrats on the win by the way!"
"Tina was actually really good, but I missed you." Rachel leans back into the chair and puts her head against the wall. Puck really made her tired.
Brittany laughs. "You better have. I can't wait to get back on the field though." She runs through the list she has in her head of what she has to do before their away game. "Is it my turn to clean the bathroom?"
"No, it's mine. I'll get to that later. I'm just so tired."
They both shared a bathroom that had a large shower in the corner that could probably fit three people in it easily. It has a large shelf and a bench in it! Along with a long countertop with two sinks. Santana's bathroom was included in the large bedroom that looked exactly like theirs, but she easily had more makeup and products than the other two so she needed all the counter space that she could get.
Santana walks in and lays down on the bed. "Hey Britt." The blonde smiles at her then goes back to petting the cat. "I think they have everything squared away. Disney the first day, we'll have Thursday off but like always we can't do anything so I think we can do the spa while they entertain themselves, Friday is the game that night, then Saturday we'll drive down to Miami and fly out Sunday. I spoke with Will and told him we won't be flying back with the rest of the team. He said it was fine."
"We're going to Disney?" Brittany looks between the two really excitedly.
"Yes. Santana has never gone." Rachel looks over at the Latina sweetly.
"So tell me about these guys."
Santana looks to Rachel. "Well we already know that Rachel has done the nasty with Puck."
"Santana! How about we start with you since you were making bedroom eyes with Finn the moment you saw him. Did you two sleep together?"
She looks down. "Actually, no. When we got back to his apartment, which by the way they all live on the same hallway, I walked in and saw that it was completely trashed."
Rachel gasps while Brittany just looks between the two. "Why?"
"He broke up with his girlfriend the night before the game. They took him out to have some fun. But he forgot that she was throwing shit because he slept in Puck's guest room." She shrugs. "I helped him clean up and then we just sat on the couch and talked."
"Do you think you might actually like him?"
"Maybe. But he just got out of a year and a half long relationship. It'll be awhile before anything happens so I'm fine with just being friends for now." She flicks off a piece of lint off Brittany's comforter. "He's really nice."
Rachel puts her hand over her heart. "Santana, has the powerful Oz finally given you a heart?"
The dark hair girl grabs a pillow and throws it at Rachel. "I'm the only one who gets to be a sarcastic bitch around here! I've always had a heart, I just like one stand stands better." She shrugs and looks at her nails.
Rolling her eyes she looks to Brittany. "You'll like Mike, Britt. He's a dancer too."
"Really?" She sits up straighter and her cat jumps off the bed to go somewhere else in the condo.
"Mhm, he's really cute too."
"At least I can talk to him about dancing things now. Or if he knows of any good studios."
Santana smirks and figures she'll just let Mike tell her himself that he owns one. Rachel looks at the Latina then back at Brittany. "How was the wedding?"
"Boring. For some reason, they didn't want any alcohol. So there was barely any dancing and you'd think the groomsmen would be available but none of them were hot."
"Fuck that, why didn't you just come home early?"
Brittany looks at Santana. "The hotel room was really nice. And my mom paid for us to go to the spa really early this morning." She shrugs.
Rachel yawns and stretches, her muscles screaming at her from all the sex the night before. "I'm going to go take a nap."
Santana laughs as Rachel walks out the door. "You still need to tell us about your night!" Once she hears Rachel's door close, she sits up and looks to Brittany. "I think we should invite them over for dinner tonight so that you can get to know them before the trip. Plus I want to see Puck and Rachel together again." Brittany nods then they run to Santana's room to call Finn.
Hours later, Rachel wakes up and walks out to the living room rubbing her eyes. "San? Britt?"
She can hear pans clinking around in the kitchen and that the TV is on. It sounds like some kind of sports game is on the TV, but when she finally looks up she sees Finn, Mike and Puck staring at her. She looks down, turns red and screams. "SANTANA! Why didn't you wake me up?" Rachel turns around and runs to her room, slamming the door shut.
Santana laughs along with Brittany while Puck gets up and walks to the room where the door just shut. He opens it slightly and sees Rachel in shorts with her bare back to him. Puck shuts the door and sits on her bed.
"Nice room." She looks over her shoulder to him. He brings out a crazy, sexual deprived side of her and she can't explain why. Maybe it's just been too long since anyone has looked at her the way he does.
Her ex boyfriend Matt got a job offer in North Carolina but their relationship was already rocky. They decided to just end it and remain friends. It had been months since she had sex since Matt was working hard all the time. He worked in the studios in Hollywood, but thought working in Wilmington's smaller film studios would be better for him so he could get promotions. Rachel refused to give up her spot on the team and leave her best friends.
"Thanks." He watches as she buttons up her shirt then sits down next to him.
Puck lays down then pulls her over so she's straddling him. "Got time for a quickie?" He wiggles his eyebrows. She laughs and pushes at his chest.
"Santana is going to be expecting us to do that." Looking down at his lips, she licks her own. "I don't know what is about you."
He pushes her hair behind her ear. "What about me?"
"That makes me want to just jump on you." Rachel grinds against him a little bit then stands up. "I'm hungry."
Puck groans and stands up, following her out of the room. He lays back down on the white couch that is up against the bar of the kitchen while Finn is sitting in the love seat by the patio door and Mike sits in the oversized arm chair opposite of the loveseat. The living room is a bit on the small size, but the furniture somehow makes it work so that they're all facing the TV above the fireplace. He actually likes this condo and how the girls decorated it. He watches as Rachel moves through the small hall behind Mike to go into the kitchen. He hears Rachel whispering harshly to Santana and he laughs.
"Why didn't you tell me that you were inviting them over? I could've at least gotten ready!" She whispers and punches Santana's arm.
"Ow! What the fuck Rach?" She rubs her arm while Brittany is cutting up vegetables. "You were asleep since you said you were so tired and I didn't want Brittany to have to try and get to know them on the trip when we all bonded at the bar." She shrugs.
"Could you lower your voice! Please?" Rachel gets on her toes to look over the counter at the guys. "Do you need any help? What are you making?"
"Salad and pizza." Santana waves her hand dismissively. "And we don't need your help." She smirks.
"And breadsticks!" Brittany adds in smiling.
Rachel glares at her best friends and stomps into the living room, walking around the loveseat to plop down on the couch. Puck barely had enough time to move his feet. All the guys look at her then back into the kitchen seeing that the blonde and brunette are laughing.
"I hate you guys!" Rachel huffs out and sinks further into the couch.
"What's wrong?" Finn looks over at her, tearing his eyes away from the baseball game.
"They're just being…mean." She bites back the cuss word that she really wants to call them.
Mike looks over at Finn and shrugs. They start to watch the game again and talk about the different things that are going on while Rachel sits there with a frown on her face.
"Hey Rach, you want bacon on the pizza?"
"Yep." She says curtly and pulls her feet up on the couch.
"You're such a bad Jew." Puck laughs.
She turns towards him and glares. "I try to keep it kosher, but I need the protein from the workouts we do. If I didn't I'd probably pass out. But with the game yesterday, I usually eat a lot more the day after."
"It was just a joke. I eat it all the time." He shrugs. "I'm Jewish too. And I have some protein you can have." He winks at her.
Rachel smiles brightly but then she looks at him with an appalled face. "Must you make disgusting jokes like that?" She turns back to the TV. Puck looks over at her and wonders why he loves it when she smiles like that at him. He shakes his head and looks back at the baseball game. Brittany and Santana are looking over the counter watching the two together, they're smiling thinking that Puck might be feeling something a bit more than just sex for Rachel.
"Hey Finn, can you grab the chairs from outside and put them at the table?" Santana calls over her shoulder while she takes out the pizzas.
"Sure." He stands up then brings them in by the table where everyone gathered around. Beers and plates are sitting there too.
"It's been a long time since I've eaten at a table with people." Mike stares down at everything.
"Shit looks good." Puck sits down in a chair next to Rachel.
They spend the entire time eating and telling Brittany what she missed the night before when they were all getting to know each other. Brittany would jump in from time to time putting in her story when the guys were talking about how Santana and Rachel were telling them where she was from and how she got on the team. She lived in LA her whole life, going to dancing classes. She tried out for a talent show that would be aired on TV. Brittany got pretty far and that's how she got picked to go on as a backup dancer on tours. But one day she went to an LFL game and instantly fell in love it. She was a cheerleader in high school like Santana so she was already fit enough to be on the team. The next time they had tryouts, she went and they loved how fast she could move. Santana and Rachel both vouched for her saying they liked working with her when they were helping. Soon after all the girls became really close.
After dinner, they all went into the living room and Mike pulls a scary movie out from their DVDs. Puck is lying on the couch and pulled Rachel into his side. Finn and Santana claimed the loveseat, leaving Brittany and Mike to squish together in the oversized armchair. Santana used the excuse that Finn was so much bigger that they wouldn't be able to fit whereas their dancer bodies would. Almost halfway through the movie, Rachel had situated herself to where she was lying against Puck's side with her head on his chest but she was basically straddling his thigh and pulled the blanket over them since she was 'cold'. Her hand moves down his chest to the top of his pants.
Puck looks down at her with an eyebrow raised. She smiles and blinks at him innocently, unbuttoning his jeans and moving her hand into them just to find that he's not wearing any boxers. His grip on her hip tightens as she wraps her hand around his length, instantly making him hard. Puck glances around and no one can see what she's doing. His head falls back, trying hard not to moan as she pumps him faster. He breathes in sharply when her hand leaves him to push his shirt up a little bit, her fingertips trailing down his abs back down to his dick.
He gets extremely lucky that something is about to happen on TV, because Rachel disappears under the blanket right as he comes. He can feel her tongue licking it all up then covering over his length to clean it up more. "Holy shit!" He half yells, which causes her to freeze and subtly move back up while everyone else turns and stares at him. "Why the fuck is she going upstairs? Everyone knows that's such a stupid thing to do." He mumbles out fast, still trying to recover. They all laugh while Santana just stares at him with her eyes narrowed. "It's okay Rachel, don't be scared." He laughs and maneuvers his arm so it looks like he's covering her face.
Santana is still looking at him before she goes back to putting her feet underneath Finn's thigh, his arm automatically curling around her left knee. Puck lets out a breath before he pulls her head up and whispers into her ear. "You're going to pay for that."
"Like I said, I don't know what it is about you." She smiles.
Puck grins and pulls her so that she's laying between his legs after he zips up his jeans. The blanket is pulled up and he wraps his arms around her so that his forearms are over her chest, hugging her to him. Santana glances at them to see if they're doing anything under the blanket, but he knows that it looks innocent enough.
"You're going to touch yourself." He whispers into her ear.
"What?" She looks up at him. But his pointed gaze and raised eyebrow is making her horny so she just listens to him and moves her hand down into her shorts.
He settles down a little more into the couch so he can set his mouth right by her ear. Licking the outside of her ear, he drops his voice down an octave and whispers. "You like that don't you?" Puck barely hears her moan of approval. "Press on your clit baby. Think of my tongue fucking you." He feels her arm moving faster.
Rachel can't help but feel dirty for doing this in the same room as everyone else, but she loves it. Puck is whispering some really filthy things into her ear and she can't help but want to drag him into her room and just have her way with him. Heat is flooding into her cheeks and she can't believe that someone can get under her skin like this. Rachel barely knows this man but she just wants more. This sends her over the edge and she bites her lip hard to not make any noise as she comes over her fingers.
He's in the middle of saying something dirty when she comes unexpectedly, shaking in his arms. He's shocked but he just bites her ear and says that she's really hot when she's trying to be quiet. It's not long before she falls asleep even though they're still watching the movie.
When it ends, Finn looks at his watch and sees that it's around midnight. Santana is half asleep, leaning against his shoulder and he looks to see that Brittany and Rachel are both passed out. "Hey Santana, can you show Mike where Brittany's room is so he can put her into bed?"
Santana gets up and leads them to Brittany's room and Mike lays her down while she pulls the blanket over the blonde's legs. They close her door after the cat runs in, which none of the guys knew was even around the apartment. Puck and Rachel are still on the couch, him running his hand up and down her arm while watching sports highlights.
"Is he always like that?" Santana whispers, pulling them into Rachel's room when Puck wasn't looking.
"No." Finn says and looks at her. "But maybe we should interfere on vacation if he doesn't make a move." He shrugs.
Mike nods in agreement and looks around the room, eyes landing on the bed. "Well I'm tired. I had a really early morning and I barely got any sleep."
Santana looks at him with concerned eyes. She may not have known these guys more than 48 hours, but it already feels like they're a little family. "Why?"
"Well you know that I live next door to Puck. Well my room is next to his and Rachel is kind of…vocal. I've never heard any noise through the walls in our building before."
She laughs and falls onto the bed. "Oh God. I'm going to make fun of her for that one. But thanks for coming over and getting to know Britt you guys. She was really worried about not fitting in or something." She waves off her hands then puts them inside her jacket pockets.
"She's really funny actually. The vacation will be fun. But I guess if we don't see you guys before Wednesday, then we'll just see you guys there." He smiles then walks out of the room.
They all go down the hall to the living room and Santana bends. "Rach, c'mon. The guys are leaving."
Rachel stretches and sits up. "Okay." She gets up and hugs both Mike and Finn before walking to her room.
Puck stands up and stares at her door. "The fuck?"
Santana laughs. "You can go to her room if you want, but I'm going to bed. I can assume that you guys won't fuck up our house, so there's a key on the top of the doorframe outside the door. Lock up when you leave." She waves to them and goes down to her room.
Mike and Finn both look at Puck. "Are you going to go say bye to her?"
He rubs the back of his neck. "Yeah, I guess I should." Puck ignores the looks that his friends are giving him as he walks into her room. She's stripped down to her underwear and crawled into bed. "Hey Rach, I'm leaving."
She rolls back and looks up at him. "Okay. Guess I'll see you later." Rachel smiles and he kisses her slowly. Once she falls asleep, he picks up her phone and types in his number.
"Alright ladies, let's go." Puck closes the door and locks it, setting it back on top of the door frame.
Tuesday night, Rachel is walking around her room as she packs her things for the trip. Her uniform, plenty of shorts and loose shirts, a cover up dress, and pajamas. Santana walks in and throws a bunch of bikinis onto the bed. "Which ones should I take?"
Rachel looks at all the options and grabs a black one and a white one. "Take those. I'm sure that Finn will like them."
Santana sits on the bed and throws her feet on the pile that of clothes that are by the suitcase. "We're just friends Rach, so let it go." She looks at a pile of Rachel's bikinis and grabs the emerald green one and a white one, tossing them into the pile of things that she's folding.
"Isn't it weird that I'm the one who is sleeping around and you're not jumping all over Finn? It's like we switched places." Rachel folds up her uniform then sticks it into the suitcase.
"I like him, so I'm willing to wait." Rachel gasps and stares at her friend with wide eyes. "He doesn't treat me like other guys do." Santana sits up and helps Rachel fold things to pack. She's done packing all of her things except for the bikinis. "What's with you and Puck anyways? Are you two just going to sleep together whenever you want to or what?"
Brittany pops her head in for a second. "How many bikinis are you guys packing?"
"Two." Santana looks over at the blonde and smiles.
"Okay. What do you guys think of my bright blue one and my red one?"
"Those will look great Britt." The blonde smiles gratefully at them and then walks over to the small laundry room next to the bathroom.
Rachel bites her lip and looks back at Santana, sitting down. "I don't know. We haven't talked since they came over on Saturday. I'm not worried about it."
"Bullshit."
"I barely know him, so I'm trying not to make a big deal about it. You told me to relax, so I'm trying to be a little more like you."
Santana sighs. "You don't need to be like me Rach, any guy should like you just the way you are. But hey,if you're wanting to be a little like me let me know if you and Puck want to have a threesome." Santana winks and grabs her bikinis.
"You're disgusting." Rachel laughs and closes her suitcase, filled with everything she'll need except her toiletries.