Author's Note: A lot of your reviews seriously cracked me up. And I'm over here freaking out because I have over 200 reviews for this story and I'm not even that far into it yet. Words can't even describe how awesome you all are! :) Anyway, you're all getting your wish in regards to Rachel and Finn. So this story will have M-rated smut from now on, so heads up. This chapter title comes from "Everywhere" by Michelle Branch.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything.

"Slutty wedding sex, Finn! She wanted to have slutty wedding sex with you!"

Finn's warm chuckle soothed Rachel's frayed nerves. "Rachel, relax."

But Rachel was pacing around her room with her phone pressed to her ear. "Finn, if anyone is going to be having slutty wedding sex with you, it's going to be me!"

Finn's voice was husky as he spoke. "Yeah? Is that a plan, then?"

Rachel froze and her cheeks flushed a bright red. She and Finn hadn't really talked about taking that step in their relationship yet, but Rachel certainly wanted to. She had more than one dream featuring Finn since the very first time she had met him. Oh, she definitely wanted to.

"I think we can work something out," Rachel said.

Finn groaned. "We need to stop talking about this right now."

"Oh really? Why?"

"Because I'm about two seconds from going into your apartment and not caring who sees us."

Rachel was feeling very hot and bothered, and she flopped down on her bed. "Maybe we should stop talking about this," Rachel agreed. She giggled when Finn groaned again.

"Why do you have to live with my brother?" he lamented.

"I know, I know," Rachel said into the phone. "I can't even sneak away, because he and Santana would notice that I'm gone." Her voice caught a little bit as she spoke, and the guilt once again plagued her that she was forcing Finn to keep this a secret.

Finn caught on to her distress immediately. "Rach, it's going to be okay. We're going to figure this out." His voice was soothing and comforting, and Rachel closed her eyes as she reveled in it.

"Thank God Santana met that girl at the gym," Rachel said. "She's distracted for now. But we just have to find someone for Kurt, and then we should be good for a while."

"I'll leave you to that," Finn said with a laugh. "I'm not very good at the matchmaking thing."

"I'll keep that in mind." Before Rachel could say anything else, there was a knock at her door.

"Come on, Berry!" Santana called. "Lady Hummel has the booze, and I have the movie set up. Let's go!"

"I'm sorry," Rachel muttered. She was careful not to say Finn's name. "Santana and Kurt and I are having a movie night."

"Alright. I'll talk to you later, baby," Finn said.

Rachel smiled. She really did like the little endearments that he gave her. "Goodbye."

It wasn't long after Finn hung up with Rachel that his phone rang again. He smiled when he saw that it was his mother calling. "Hi, Mom. What's up?"

"Finny!" Carole exclaimed. Finn let out a quiet sigh when he realized that she was using her coddling mother voice. She was about to start lecturing him about something. "How are you?"

"Okay, Mom. Just tell me what it is you called to talk to me about."

"Finny, I would never. I just wanted to call to see how you were doing."

It didn't take very long for Finn to connect the dots. "Kurt called you, didn't he?" The silence on the other end of the line was all the answer that he needed. Finn bit back a curse and made a mental note to kick his brother's ass later that day. "I can't believe him."

"He's just worried about you, Finn!" Carole exclaimed. "He wants to make sure that you're not putting your life on hold because someone hurt you in the past."

Finn rolled his eyes even though his mother couldn't see him. Why did everyone think that he hadn't been in a relationship because of what Quinn and Puck did? He had dated a few times over the past three years.

True, none of his relationships had lasted longer than a few months because he was completely and totally hung up on Rachel Berry. But that was beside the point.

"Mom, I'm not putting my life on hold," Finn said. "I promise."

Carole sighed. "Are you sure, Finny?" she asked carefully. "Kurt did make a few valid points."

"I know." Finn thought for a long moment before he finally said, "I know that you and Kurt and everyone else are worried about me. And I really appreciate it. But believe me when I say that I'm happy right now."

Carole was quiet for a long moment. What Finn seemed to forget sometimes was that his mother knew him very well. She could tell that there was that he wasn't telling her. And she could also tell that Finn truly was happy. Knowing this made her curious to no end, but she held her questions back. Carole knew that Finn would come to her when he was ready.

"Okay, Finn," Carole said. "I believe you."

Finn let out a sigh of relief. He felt bad for lying to his mother, but he just wanted to check with Rachel before he told her. He was close to his mom and hated keeping things from her, and this was no different.

"Don't worry about me, Mom," Finn said.

Carole let out a laugh. "I'm always going to worry about you, Finn. That's my job as your mother. But I will get Kurt to back off."

"Thanks, Mom. I'll call you later this week, okay?"

"Alright, Finny. I love you."

Finn smiled. "Love you too, Mom."

Rachel sighed as she came through the front door. She had a very long day at rehearsal and she was just ready to finally sit back and relax. Before she could even discard her jacket and purse, however, both Santana and Kurt blew past her.

"Whoa! Where are you two off to?" Rachel asked.

"Brittany and I have a date tonight," Santana said with a smirk. Brittany was a Zumba instructor at the gym that Santana went to. It didn't take very long for the Latina to ask the blonde out on a date. They had been seeing each other for almost a month now. "And I'm not coming back, so don't wait up."

"I'm getting with my department tonight to work on the costumes for your show," Kurt told Rachel. He was the head of costumes for West Side Story. Even before he had graduated, he had made quite a name for himself on Broadway. Shows all over the place wanted him to design their sets and costumes. "And I'm going to be out late tonight, so I probably won't be coming back either. You'll have the whole apartment to yourself."

Rachel smiled. That sounded kind of amazing right now, she wasn't going to lie. She loved her roommates dearly, but she was looking forward to a quiet night at home. And if she was being completely honest with herself, she really wanted to call Finn. It had been almost five days since she had seen him. They had both been busy with work, but they had managed to talk on the phone every night.

She hugged Kurt and Santana goodbye before she shut the door behind them. Rachel quickly changed into a pair of sweatpants and a tank top before she grabbed her comforter and went to curl up on the couch. Rachel flipped through the channels on television until she landed on something that wasn't too terrible to watch.

It wasn't long before Rachel drifted off to sleep.

Two hours later, a series of knocks on the front door woke Rachel up. She yawned as she stood up and stretched, combing her fingers through her messy hair. She padded over to the door and opened it as she yawned once again.

Her eyes brightened immediately when she saw that it was her boyfriend standing on the other side of the door. "Finn! What are you doing here?"

Finn's lips lifted into his wonderful half smile. "I thought I'd surprise you." He held up a brown paper bag. "And I brought Chinese food, if you're interested."

Rachel gave him a smile and pulled him into the apartment. He bent and pressed a soft kiss to her lips as he slid his free hand over her back, and he immediately noticed how tense she was. Finn put the food down the coffee table and ran his hands over her shoulders.

"Why are you so tense?" he asked softly.

Rachel sighed and relaxed under his touch. "It's just been one of those days. That's all."

Finn dropped another gentle kiss to her lips. "I'm sorry, baby," he muttered as his hands began to gently knead her shoulders.

Rachel sighed happily. "I like that."

"Like what?"

"I like when you call me baby. And I like how you're rubbing my shoulders, too."

Finn smiled and took her hand, leading her over to the couch. He sat down and guided Rachel between his legs as his large, warm hands continued to rub her shoulders and back. It wasn't long before the kneading motion turned into him stroking up and down her back and arms. Every now and then, Finn's fingers would slip under the straps or edge of her tank top. Rachel let out a quiet moan and let her head fall back.

Finn bent until his lips were next to her ear. "Feel better?"

Rachel smiled and turned around before she climbed on his lap to straddle him. Finn's hands rested on her thighs before they slid up to her hips. His eyes were dark as he gazed at her, his calloused thumbs rubbing circles on her skin.

"I do feel better," Rachel murmured. She rolled her hips into his a little as she bent and brushed her lips across his. Finn let out a low groan as his hands tightened on her hips. He deepened the kiss, his tongue slipping into her mouth. Rachel locked her fingers in his hair, pressing herself as close to his body as she could.

"Rach, baby," Finn whispered against her lips.

"Touch me, Finn," Rachel commanded. Her body felt like it was on fire as Finn's hands teased all over body, and she just needed him to relieve the ache. He was the only one that could do it, and Rachel had no doubt that Finn would be setting off this fire in her for a very long time.

Finn didn't hesitate to pull her shirt up and over her head. He smoothed his hands over her bare skin, stroking lightly, teasingly. His lips moved down from hers, across her jaw, and to her neck. He nipped and sucked lightly at the sensitive skin as his hands smoothed over her back and stomach. Rachel bucked her hips into his, and Finn cupped her bra-clad breasts with his large hands. He massaged it lightly as he brought his lips back to Rachel's, and she arched into his hands.

Needing to touch more of his skin, Rachel slid her hands under Finn's shirt and tugged until he got the hint and sat back, allowing her to pull it off his body. She ran her hands down his strong chest and abdomen, marveling over how perfect he was. Finn distracted her by kissing her again, bringing one hand up to push her bra strap down. He slowly peeled the cup back from her breast before doing the same to the opposite one.

Rachel gasped as he kissed down to her chest, lightly skimming his lips across the tops of her breasts. He brought his hand around to unhook her bra and Rachel ground down against the hardness she could feel under her, causing Finn to growl against her skin. As soon as her bra fell away Finn stood up, hooking her legs around his waist to support her.

Rachel let out a gasp of surprise and Finn smiled. He carried her down the hall and to her bedroom, kicking the door shut behind him. Finn laid Rachel down on the bed and tugged her yoga pants off before he settled over her, his eyes dark as he took her in.

"Rachel," he breathed. "Baby, you're so beautiful."

Rachel smiled and pulled him down to kiss him again. Her hands went around to the front of his jeans, and she popped the button with a flick of her wrist and pulled the zipper down. Rachel continued to push the jeans down his legs with her feet, and she pulled his boxer briefs down as well.

Finn kissed down to her breasts and circled her nipple lightly with the tip of his tongue before enveloping it in his mouth. Rachel let out a gasp that quickly turned into a loud cry as his fingers pressed between her legs, slipping under her panties. He ran two fingers up and down her slit, causing them to be covered in her wetness. With his other hand, he pulled her panties down and threw them behind him before he slid a finger into her, pumping slowly. Finn kissed over to her other breast, giving that one the same treatment.

Rachel's hips rocked against his hand and she closed her eyes, letting out a whine when he added a second finger. His tongue traced under the curve of her breast before he kissed back up to her lips. All of the sudden, Rachel tugged his hand away from between her legs.

"Bedside table. Condom," she panted. She needed him, and she needed him now.

Finn reached into her nightstand and pulled the small foil packet out. Rachel took it from him and opened it. She ran her fist up and down his length a few times, marveling over how large he was. Finn groaned, and then Rachel rolled the condom down his length and Finn settled over her once again.

As he pushed into her, he caught her hand in his. She laced their fingers together, squeezing tightly as she closed her eyes. Finn stayed still for a moment, letting her adjust to his size before Rachel began to rock her hips against his. He pulled out and thrust back in, causing another loud cry to spill from Rachel's lips.

Their rhythm was perfect, and Rachel's legs tightened around Finn's waist, causing him to go deeper. He groaned, his head dropping down onto her shoulder as his thrusts became faster and more erratic. Rachel scratched down his back as she careened towards the edge. Colors exploded in front of her eyes as she came, screaming Finn's name. A few thrusts later and Finn was following her, coming hard.

He collapsed to the side and pulled Rachel into his arms, smoothing her sweaty hair back. Finn dropped a tender kiss to Rachel's shoulder, and she smiled as she snuggled further into his side.

"Amazing," she murmured as she pulled the blankets up so that their bodies were covered. Finn smiled and stroked his fingers up and down her back. The movement was so soothing that Rachel's body completely relaxed and she drifted off into a peaceful sleep.

When Finn woke up, Rachel was nowhere to be found.

It was early still, only about seven o'clock in the morning. He figured that no one was home yet, since the apartment was still so quiet. So Finn rolled out of bed and pulled his boxers on. As he stepped out of the bedroom, he heard the sound of soft singing coming from the kitchen.

Rachel was standing at the stove, wearing only his t-shirt. She was frying up some eggs and bacon, her hair a messy halo around her head. Finn leaned against the doorframe and just watched her for a moment, a smile playing on his lips. He could really get used to waking up to this.

With that thought in mind, Finn walked up to Rachel and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her back against his chest. Rachel smiled and put her free hand over his. Finn brushed Rachel's hair back and pressed several kisses onto the soft skin of her neck.

"Morning, baby," he murmured.

Rachel turned the stove off and slid the food onto a plate. "Good morning, Finn. Are you hungry?"

"I'm hungry, but not for food." Finn spun Rachel around in his arms and pressed her against the counter, kissing her deeply. Rachel returned the kiss, smiling against his lips.

"Finn, we need to have breakfast," Rachel said with a giggle as she pulled away.

Finn sighed dramatically before he dropped another quick kiss to Rachel's lips. "Fine. If you insist."

They took a seat at the small kitchen table. Finn happily ate the bacon and eggs that Rachel had made for him, while she had a bowl of fresh fruit and some toast. Not much was exchanged between the two of them other than little looks and sweet smiles. And the longer Rachel sat there, the more she realized that this was how she wanted to wake up from now on.

Author's Note: We're still a little bit away from the wedding, but we'll get there eventually. As always, thank you for reading! :)