DISCLAIMER: Bla bla bla, I don't own Glee, Ryan Murphy and FOX do. It'd be cool if I did though. ;)

I know I'm uploading two chapters at the same time, but that's because I made you guys wait for chapter 7 because my internet was down, so here's another chapter! :)

WARNING: This chapter gets a little, um, steamy in some parts, and Rachel's thoughts later leave something to be desired.

This chapter isn't for the little kiddies! :P I might even change the rating of the story to M!

I've also started writing with longer paragraphs, which may start to get monotonous, but don't wimp out on me! I think it's just a sign that I've become a better writer. :P

Prepare yourself. You might just get a little hot and bothered during this chapter. Just kidding! It's not that bad. :P

CHAPTER EIGHT

It's been a week since the accident. Every time Finn thinks about it his face contorts and he looks like he's in pain. And he is. He could've killed someone. He could've killed Rachel. How could he have been so stupid? Was he that much of an idiot to take his eyes off the road? How could he have been so careless?

He's doing this now, and Rachel asks him if the cast is bothering him. He shakes his head "no".

"It's just... Rachel... I'm just so sorry." He's turned around in his bed and tears start falling across his nose and onto his pillow.

She rubs his back. "Finn, look at me." He does. "Stop. I am fine." But he isn't listening to her. Instead he's looking at the scar running from her left temple to her cheek. He hurt her. He hurt the girl that he loves with everything he has, the one that means everything to him, and he would never ever forgive himself for it.

"You can't keep doing this to yourself. God, now you're making me cry." Great. Now he's made her cry. How is he going to hurt her next? Her voice is firm. "Don't you think this is as hard on me as it is you? I could've lost you, Finn. There was so many things I still wanted to say to you, and I thought that I would never be able to. You mean just as much to me as I mean to you. This relationship isn't a one-way street." She's crying even heavier now.

Finn realizes that he's being selfish. He needs to be strong for her. "I'm sorry Rachel. I love you so much." And she's attacking him now. He tastes her salty tears as she kisses him hard and their mouths collide and he hopes she never leaves him. She's kissing him so fierce and her lips are so amazing and delicious and now she's climbing on top of him and he wants more. He wants to be with her forever.

He's feeling sensations that he thought he would never feel and the things they are doing are so much more intimate than they were with Santana and he forgets everything. He forgets the world around him and his bedroom and the bed they are on top of, and all that he can keep in his mind is Rachel.

Rachel pulls away from him and he's grabbing for her, wanting more. "Finn, I'm ready." And that's all he needs to push the boundaries of their relationship and do everything he's ever wanted with her and he loves her so so much.

Their hands are everywhere and Rachel is pulling at the hem of his shirt and he's getting so excited and he can't stop thinking about how beautiful she is, but he stops. "Um, I think we should lock the door. I know my mom and Burt aren't home, but Kurt and I think Mercedes are upstairs so..." Rachel jumps off the bed, runs up the stairs, locks the door, and runs back down to the bed. She's standing at the end of it, biting her lip and teasing him. And now he's grabbing for her again and she's laughing and he is so happy that he could die.

She continues to grab fistfuls of his red shirt and she's pulling so hard on it so he leans forward into her lips and she finally gets it off, and now he's underneath her, shirtless, which embarrasses him a little. And she's gliding her fingers across his chest and his stomach and there's a smile on his face because he's ticklish there and her hands are going further down. Now she's fumbling with the button on his jeans while he's kissing her and he's bracing himself for what's coming soon. He never wants this to end.

She starts to whisper his name in his ear and say I love you repeatedly which is starting to send him over the edge, the point of no return.

Shit, shit, shit and visions of a mailman and a cracked windshield and his mom screaming are flashing through his mind and no matter how long he wants this to last, it doesn't. He's making short grunting noises and short "oh oh ohhh's" and he's so embarrassed, and he's wishing that he could've saved this for later, that he could last just a bit longer, but he can't stop himself, and it's over. His head falls back to hit the pillow.

"Rachel..." he pants. He looks up at her and she's biting her lip and he can tell she's fighting back a giggle and he can't help but smiling either. "Sorry.. I kinda have a problem with, um, jumping the gun, a little bit."

She falls onto his chest and her hair tickles his arms. "It's okay. We'll work on it." She kisses him ever so softly, but just enough that he wishes he could start it over. Maybe he could make her slow down, but he denies that thought because he knows he wouldn't be able to keep away from her because her wants her so bad.

Rachel slouches to his left and falls into the crook between his arm and his side, and she snuggles her face into his chest.

His puts his thoughts aside. He knows that when it happens, this thing that he realizes is so beautiful now, it will be magical because he loves her and she loves him. And that's all he needs. Maybe, he's glad though. He's glad that he can have more time to experiment and figure just exactly all the things they can do so he can make her first time amazing and perfect, because she deserves that.

GLEE

This time he actually took her to the pool. Ever since the little, incident, in his bed three weeks ago, he's been treating her like she's a queen. It's new to her, but so fun, because he asks her for permission first before he kisses her and he doesn't push her at all, not that he did before. He makes her lunch, even if it is just a salad, but she loves it, and he carries her everywhere and he does everything to please her. She knows that if it were any other boy, if it weren't her Finn, that he would only be doing it to get into her pants. She's sure that's not the case, but if it's not, then what is?

Rachel is wearing a red and pink bikini, along with the Gucci sunglasses her daddy bought her for her birthday, and a large straw hat. Finn made her wait until he laid a large beach towel on the plastic lay-back chair she's currently laying on before she could sit down. She even let him put sunscreen on her back, and she just giggles during it. She knows it's wrong to take advantage of her big hunky man treating her like a lady, but she can't help it.

He's laying next to her, quite close next to her, on a chair identical to hers. She's glad that her sunglasses are dark enough so that he can't see her staring at his chest. After the incident she started looking at him more. Like looking at him. She makes every excuse to have him take his shirt off. She feels so dirty every time she does it, but that feeling leaves shortly. He's just so perfect. Rachel imagines that he does the same thing with her, which makes the feeling even better. Her gaze starts at his face, then it carries down to his Adam's apple, then it ventures further down to his tan, muscular chest, then she realizes she's going into uncharted territory and she snaps out of it.

Just like Kurt said, she's checking him out, and he's checking her out. Kurt also made her promise not to "get it on with Finn" in his bed, even if it was bigger. She agreed, but she had her fingers crossed behind her back.

"Would you like something to drink, malady?" Suddenly Finn is standing over her with a glass of lemonade, speaking like a butler. He was such a gentleman. She flips over on to her back and he hands her the drink. She takes a sip. It's a little too sour for her taste, and she can tell that it was powder lemonade, but she had to give him credit for trying. She was really hard to please, after all.

As she's sipping on the lemonade through a bright pink straw, she's thinking about how much she's changed this summer. It's only halfway over, but it seems like it's been forever. So many things have happened. She noticed her personality is quite different too. She still uses big words in front of other people, because hey, she has a reputation to uphold, but other than that she's more adventurous. Well, she was before, but.. She keeps trying to put her finger on how exactly she's changed, but she gives up and turns back to Finn. She notices he's looking at her lips.

There's an awkward silence while he notices she's looking back at him. "Oh my God, Finn, just do it already." And she let's him have what he wants, and he's kissing her deep and oh he's gotten so much better at this and it lasts forever and then she notices children and their parents staring at them so she pulls away. He looks sad, which makes her giggle. "Save it for later, cowboy." God, she's gotten so dirty!

Even with the sunscreen Rachel is starting to feel a little burnt, so she tells Finn she wants to go. And, of course, he whisks her away into her car, because he still can't drive yet.

On the way home she sees him stare at a passing Burger King, and he gets this little look on his face where he simultaneously looks like he's drunk and a little kid. So she turns around and takes him to Burger King. He's so happy that it's hysterical. As he devours his Big Mac, or whatever it's called, she drinks an iced tea. And when he gets to his second one, she starts texting Quinn. It's weird, though, because she knows that Quinn and her used to hate each other, but now they have some sort of- connection, like they see things the same way. Rachel wonders if it has something to do with Quinn's baby, seeing as how Shelby adopted her and all. Quinn tells her that Shelby is great with Beth though, and that she knows she's getting a better life than she would've had with her. Which makes Rachel hate her mother just a tiny bit less.

So what'd you guys think? Was it too dirty? And were the paragraphs too long? Please PLEASE tell me in a review. I'd love to accommodate my fans. (If I have any.) :P

So please tell me what you think. Once again, check out sammyuzzelle's story, 'A Summer for Puck & Quinn'. It's still great, and I hear she's working on a second chapter. ;P

Hasta luego mis amigos,

cappievonbuettner