Going back in time a little bit for this one. Well, at least back in time for the story. Obviously 2012 is in the future in real life. Whatever, here's a new chapter! Enjoy!
June 21st, 2012
"This weekend is going to be insane!" Artie said to the rest of the group in the van. "I can't believe we've never thought of this before. No one can bust us out here."
"There are still cops out here. There are just fewer neighbors to notice," Rachel replied.
It was the last weekend the seniors of New Directions would be high school students and they were planning on enjoying it in full at some cabins down in one of the state parks. They figured if they took their party outside of Lima, they'd have a better chance of not getting caught by parents or the police. Their last few gatherings had not been very successful so when Puck suggested the plan, everyone got on board and did whatever they had to do to get out of the house for three days before graduation.
"Still we should be able to get our party on no problem for three days!" Mercedes crooned. The rest of the passengers in the van whooped and cheered in agreement.
"Did we figure out sleeping arrangements yet?" Kurt asked, looking at the faces around him. He just wanted a room alone with Blaine who had tagged along as well.
Rachel turned around in her seat to speak to the group. "We have a crop of four cabins which I figured meant single girls could share one cabin, single guys could share one cabin and those partnered up could share cabins. Ultimately it doesn't really matter to me as long as I have a room with a door on it where I can sleep peacefully at night while you all are getting hammered."
"Oh please, drop the innocent act Berry. We all know you and Finn are going to spend your weekend having sex," Santana said with attitude. Rachel knew everyone knew she and Finn had started sleeping together but that didn't mean she always wanted to talk about it with them. Defending your partner's abilities in bed when they're challenged was one thing but to just openly discuss it in front of a carful of people was another. Rachel crossed her arms over her chest in a huff.
"At least she'll be getting some Santana. When was the last time you got laid?" Finn defended his girlfriend as he looked back at Santana in the rearview mirror. Much to everyone's surprise, it had been a while since Santana had indulged herself. She wasn't interested in sleeping with guys anymore and the only girl she wanted was Brittany but Brittany and Artie were in another on-again stage. It had been awhile since Santana had actually had sex.
"Shut up Frankenteen," Santana replied weakly. She didn't like being reminded of her dry spell.
About an hour and a half later, they arrived at the camp ground and got the keys to their cabins. The first thing they all did was separate and declare who got which room. Finn rushed into the nearest cabin and picked the bigger room of the two in the place. Rachel followed him and as soon as she entered the room Finn slammed the door shut and picked Rachel up tossing her onto the bed and getting on top of her and caging her in with his body.
"Finn! We just got here! We have stuff to do and they're gonna know we-"
Rachel never got to finish her thought as Finn captured her lips with his and hungrily kissed her. She tried fighting him off as they did have things to do before they could relax in the best way they knew how, but her libido and what Finn started doing with his tongue was making her wave the white flag in surrender.
Just as Finn started undoing his shorts, there was a knock on the door and it opened. "Rachel?" Marie's voice called out until she realized Finn and Rachel were otherwise engaged at the moment. "Oh my gosh! I'm sorry. I didn't realize you…I'll just…I'll leave." Marie shut the door and Finn groaned as he rolled off Rachel and collapsed onto his back next to her on the bed.
"I should have locked the door," Finn chastised himself. He looked at Rachel. "Maybe we should wait 'til later."
Rachel pushed herself up onto her elbows. "Hate to say I told you so. Really, I do." She wasn't being sarcastic; Rachel really felt the throbbing need for Finn between her legs. "So let's hurry up, do what we need to do then maybe we can continue where we left off." Energetically she hopped off the bed and pulled Finn up too. "Let's go!"
They exited the room to find Marie, Santana, Brittany and Mercedes in the kitchen putting food they picked up for the three days they'd be there away. Somehow the cabin Finn chose became like base camp for everyone.
"I was right. Couldn't even wait five minutes before trying to get into his pants," Santana said as she put the cold food in the fridge. "Shirking your responsibilities to get some; tisk tisk."
Rachel just rolled her eyes and went to help Mercedes unload the grocery bags. "Would have gotten away with it too if Finn had remembered to lock the door," she replied in a snarky tone.
Puck walked into the kitchen then. "I got the booze! Who's ready to start drinking?"
Mercedes looked at him incredulously. "Puck, it's like 11 am. Don't you think it's just a little too early?"
"It's five o'clock somewhere. Finn, you in?" Puck looked at him expectantly.
"Nah, not right now. I've been put in charge of the grill for lunch. I don't want to stumble into it and burn my face off or something."
"Dude, you're killing me! Fine, I'll see if Evans and Chang want in." Puck left the kitchen in search of Sam and Mike leaving the girls and Finn alone.
"What else needs to be done?" Rachel asked. All the food and such was basically put away and she didn't really feel like she had contributed much to getting the job done.
"I think there are still some suitcases in the van," Marie offered.
Finn stepped up. "I'll get 'em. Coming Rach?" he said, sticking his hand out for her to take. She grabbed it and followed behind him. Finn rushed them out to the van, threw the bags that were in the back out onto the ground, folded the seats down so there was a large open surface in the back then helped Rachel up into the vehicle.
"Are we really going to do this here and now?" Rachel asked quietly as Finn crawled in behind her and pulled the back door down.
In lieu of an answer he pulled his t-shirt off and leaned Rachel back down onto the floor and sucked on her pulse point. He caressed her skin that wasn't covered by her strapless dress with his fingertips and open mouthed kisses and Rachel closed her eyes. She gripped his hand in hers and moved it down to her leg where Finn started smoothly running his hand up her thigh pushing her dress up to get to her rose covered panties. He rubbed her center through the cotton and Rachel whined under him.
"Finn," she breathed out loudly. "I love you."
"Oh I love you Finnybear! Mwah, mwah, mwha!" Trace's voice called from outside the van. Rachel's eyes shot open and she found Trace pressed against the back window making kissy faces at them on the glass. Embarrassed and infuriated Rachel pushed Finn off her and found the latch in the back that would pop the hatch and pulled it. The door hit Trace right in the groin and he stumbled back howling in pain, tripping over the bags that were still strewn about around the van.
Rachel shot out of the back and towered over Trace writhing around on the ground holding his junk protectively. "That's what you get for spying on people!" In a huff, Rachel walked back to the cabin.
"She's kinda got a point dude," Finn said as he got out of the van too and put his shirt back on.
"I hate you both," Trace choked out.
Finn just laughed and followed Rachel back into the cabin. As he walked in Quinn and Kyle were there and told him that everyone was heading to the lake so to get ready. She told him to hurry up and he went to get changed. When he walked into the room he'd be sharing with Rachel for the next few nights he found her wearing nothing but bikini bottoms. She started when the door opened and made to cover her nude body until she realized it was Finn. Rachel dropped the blanket and resumed putting her bathing suit on.
"Yeah, don't bother putting the rest of that on," Finn said in a sultry voice making his way over to her, pulling his shirt off again on the way.
Rachel giggled as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down to her to kiss him. "Finn, I think we should wait until tonight when everyone goes to sleep. We've been interrupted twice now. I'd prefer not to go for a third."
"Haven't you ever heard the expression 'Third time's the charm.'?" he asked in her ear before licking it around the edge and taking her earlobe between his teeth. When Finn thought about it, that expression really rang true for them as a couple.
"Finn," she said in a warning tone before he moved his hands up to her breasts and massaged them. Rachel's eyes rolled into the back of her head and her eyelids fluttered as she bit her lip.
"I locked the door," he said as he picked her up and sat down on the bed. "Everyone is heading down to the lake now anyway." Finn placed gentle kisses along her jaw before moving down her neck. "We have time and we're all alone." He ran his fingers along the waist of her bikini bottoms before going for it and pushing his whole hand into them and running his fingers through her wetness, pushing them into her and brushing her spot. She writhed on his lap, digging her nails into his shoulders and pressing her bare chest against his.
Rachel whimpered, throwing her head back in bliss as Finn fingered her. "Oh, Finn," she breathed. Without removing his hand Finn flipped them and laid her out on the bed, hovering over her again. His kisses to her body became more urgent and he started thrusting his fingers in and out faster and more frantically. Rachel untied her bathing suit and pulled it away from her body giving Finn better access. She pushed on his head trying to get his mouth to where she wanted it most. He got the hint and started trailing kisses down her taught stomach but just before he could get his head between her legs, there was a knock on the door.
"Rachel? Are you ready yet? We're just waiting for you and Finn," Quinn's voice called through the door. She tried the knob but it was locked. "Oh and Finn, you're supposed to be handling the grill for lunch remember."
Finn groaned and rolled his eyes. His head fell against Rachel's stomach. Rachel answered her. "We'll be out in a minute!" she called out trying to make it sound like Finn still didn't have his fingers inside her. "Just give us a sec." Rachel grudgingly pulled Finn's fingers from her and pushed him off her.
"Hurry up! We want to tan!" Quinn riled through the door as she banged on it.
"We are coming!" Rachel roared back. She got off the bed and put her bottoms back on and threw her top on too. She pulled Finn's bathing suit from his bag and tossed them to him then searched for a cover-up for herself. "I told you we should have waited." Rachel was quite keyed up now and none too happy about it. Her body was buzzing with sexual tension and growing frustration and there was nothing she could do about it.
"We need friends who aren't giant cock blocks," Finn said as he shucked his shorts and boxers off. Rachel turned around just in time to see Finn completely naked. She let out a little whine and pouted slightly. She really just wanted to have hot monkey sex right now.
"Seriously, would you two hurry up?" Quinn called again. Rachel gritted her teeth and steamed at the girl on the other side of the door. She balled her fists.
"Why are we friends with her?" Rachel asked with a false smile. Finn chuckled and ran his hands over her hair and kissed her forehead. "We should go before she gets an axe and breaks down the door."
"I promise, before this day is over I will make you come so hard, everyone else is going to need earplugs," he stated saucily, licking his lips and giving a sly grin for good measure.
"I hope so," was all Rachel said before planting one on him, leaving him wanting so much more, and walking to the door. Quinn was standing on the other side of it arms crossed over her chest and a pissy look on her face.
"Can we go now?" she asked sharply, turning on her heel and grabbing her bag with her beach supplies in it. Rachel rolled her eyes but followed Finn right behind her.
They met the rest of the group outside. "What took you guys so long?" Riley asked as they started walking to the lake.
"I bet they were getting' it on," Trace announced loudly, holding his hands out as if gripping a body and thrusting his hips provocatively.
Finn smacked him across the back of the head. He gripped his skull and yowled in pain. "Do you want Rachel to hit you in the balls again? Because she will." Rachel glared at Trace who cowered away. Despite always getting yelled at for his lewd behavior and unsavory language, Trace never seemed to learn his lesson.
"Do you think it's possible that we could go an hour without discussing mine and Finn's sex life? It's getting very old," Rachel said exasperatedly. Why was their sex life the only one that anyone ever seemed to talk about? Was it really so hard to believe that Rachel actually enjoyed having sex with the man she loved?
They dropped the subject and a few minutes later arrived at the lake. Most of the girls decided to lie out and soak up some sun whilst the guys started a game of Ultimate Frisbee. Lauren and Riley joined the guys and Artie and Kurt sat with the girls. Kurt wasn't really trying to sunbathe but he didn't exactly want to run around and get all sweaty with a bunch of testosterone fueled boys either.
"How did every guy in glee end up being so hot?" Marie asked with longing in her tone and a dreamy expression on her face as she watched the guys running around shirtless, muscles rippling and glistening with a light layer of sweat. She licked her lips.
"The girls are pretty hot too," Brittany said admiring Riley's boobs bouncing as she ran to catch the Frisbee. Santana nodded in agreement while Artie looked at his girlfriend suspiciously.
With all the skin in sight, it was like a man-feast for the eyes and the girls and Kurt could not satiate their hunger. Kurt couldn't stop staring at Blaine and his very happy trail, Tina was glued to Mike's abs, Brittany was staring at Riley and Lauren's boobs, Santana was staring at all of Brittany thinking dirty thoughts, Quinn was rather admiring Sam and Kyle's fine physiques, Mercedes was ogling Sam but occasionally checking out Puck's guns while Artie checked out the boobs of all the girls watching the other guys and Marie secretly checked out Finn's cute tush while making it look like she was interested in anyone else. None of them cared about Trace.
As for Rachel, she only had eyes for Finn. Sure he was a little awkward being shirtless still but he seemed to have mostly gotten over it. Rachel figured it had something to do with how much she loved to get lost in fantasies of them while staring at his mostly naked body. Finn had zero problem with that and often liked to indulge his imaginative girlfriend.
Suddenly the Frisbee and Trace flew in their direction and they all screamed and scattered as if it was a nasty bug that was trying to bite them. Unfortunately, Rachel wasn't quick enough and Trace landed on top of her pinning her down underneath him.
As he realized what happened and who he was on top of, he shook his hair out of his eyes and smirked at her. "I always wondered what it would be like to have you under me." She started smacking him and kneed him in the groin before shoving him off her. He started crying from the pain as he gripped his balls once more that day.
"You really do not learn from your mistakes do you?" Rachel hollered at him. "Now get off our blanket!" She used her foot to kick/roll him off the blanket. Trace whined some more as he tried to stand up.
Finn ran over to Rachel. "Are you okay? Do you need me to kick his ass?" he asked concerned, running his hands up and down her arms, glaring over at Trace.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just had to hit him in the balls again but we're all good now. You can go back to playing your game." Rachel pecked Finn on the lips and pushed him back toward the guys. She looked down and found the Frisbee at her feet. "You might need this!" Rachel called as she tossed the Frisbee at Finn. She blew him a kiss then went back to sunbathing while watching the guys play. Trace eventually recovered and rejoined them. For the rest of the game Finn played rather roughly every time Trace came anywhere near him.
Once everyone had built up a pretty large sweat, they decided to cool off by jumping in the lake and a few of the guys and girls decided to play chicken. Santana was the undisputed champion as she beat everyone she went up against and demanded that for the rest of the day everyone she beat do whatever she told them to. No one agreed with her but she thought it was worth a shot.
Then they headed back to the cabins to do lunch and chill but unfortunately for Finn and Rachel, they were never able to get a moment alone together. Either the guys decided to have a horseshoe tournament or the girls had a pillow fight or they did karaoke which Rachel never turned down. All day something got in the way.
As the hot day progressed into a chilly night the group started getting rowdier as everyone started drinking. It was much like any other party they had except at this one they found themselves playing drunk charades around the fire pit and currently it was Trace's turn.
"Cat! You're a cat! Cat! It has to be a cat!" Brittany called over and over. Trace hadn't stopped yet so they figured it wasn't a cat but she kept saying cat anyway. He had been licking his hand for the past few minutes and thrusting his hips the way he did earlier. Everyone was confused in their tipsy, nearly drunk, states and some people had just outright given up and started other activities. "Trace, you're a cat. You have to be a cat!"
"I'm not a fucking cat Brittany!" he yelled out as he got frustrated with her. "I'm a sex kitten!" He winked at Rachel who rolled her eyes.
Brittany looked hurt and offended. "That's a kind of cat." Everyone laughed and Santana rubbed her back supportively.
"So whose turn is it now?" Rachel asked those who were still playing which were really only her, Finn, Trace, Brittany, Santana, Marie and Artie.
Trace picked the hat holding the suggestions up, walked over to Rachel and held it out for her. "I hope you get the stripper one and are drunk enough to show off your tits."
Without hesitation Rachel punched him in the groin once more causing him to shriek in pain and collapse, narrowly missing the fire pit. "Why do you keep hitting me?" he asked in a tiny voice as he clutched his manhood.
"Because you keep acting like a pig! Stop being so gross and maybe we won't feel like causing you bodily harm every time we look at you!" Rachel yelled out at him.
"Seriously, Trace, you need stop talking to my girlfriend that way! The only reason I haven't pummeled you yet is because she's been doing a pretty damn good job of it on her own so far," Finn stated threateningly. At Rachel's request he had been trying to control himself all night when it came to Trace and his vulgar behavior, not just toward Rachel but to the other girls as well. He was worse than Puck as at least Puck had the decency to know when to back off. Trace had taken multiple hits to his nuts and head yet he still didn't get it.
"Guys I want to play! Stop fighting! It's my turn now. I was closest," Brittany chimed in as trace crawled away to his seat.
Brittany got up and took a piece of paper out of the hat. She read it and threw it into the fire, held one finger up to signify one word, then started dancing seductively. Everyone whether they were playing the game or not was entranced by her movements. Then she untied her bathing suit top and let it fall to the ground. All the guys went nuts and Rachel stood up pulling her cover-up off her.
"Okay Brittany, your turn is over! Why don't you sit down?" she said as she wrapped the cover-up around her body.
"But nobody guessed what I was," Brittany said in confusion.
"That's okay. I think we're done with charades anyway," she replied. Rachel sat Brittany down next to Santana once more then went back to her seat next to Finn. She put her head on his shoulder and shuddered. Without her cover-up on, she had started getting a chill. "It's so cold out here."
Finn started pulling his letterman's jacket he had brought with off. "Take this," he said as he wrapped it around her shoulders. Rachel smiled at him. She loved wearing his jacket. It was so big on her but she felt so warm and safe inside it and it smelled like him. Whenever he would leave it at her house, she almost didn't want to return it to him. There had been some nights when she really missed Finn and she had his coat that it was the only thing she would wear as she lied in her bed thinking about him. Rachel loved that jacket.
An idea popped into Rachel's head then. She let out a yawn and stretched a little. "I'm going to go to bed. All this alcohol has made me sleepy," she announced to the group. She'd only had two drinks which weren't really enough to make her sleepy but no one needed to know that. Finn looked at her, disappointment on his face.
"I thought we were gonna…" he started in a low whisper.
Rachel kissed his cheek before whispering softly into his ear, "In five minutes say you need to use the bathroom or something. I need some prep time." She pulled away with a devilish grin on her face then kissed him on the lips. "Goodnight everyone," Rachel said in as a tired a voice as she could muster. Rachel wasn't sleepy in the least.
Finn watched her walk away and tried his damnedest not to follow right behind. He would respect her need of prep time. It usually led to good things for both of them.
"Berry is such a lightweight. We've barely started drinking and she's already ready for bed," Puck commented as he grabbed another beer from the cooler they had. "We came here to party, not sleep."
Finn ignored his statements and just focused on not bolting for the cabin. He was really horny and he knew Rachel had some big plans for them. When he felt he had waited long enough, Finn stood up and stretched.
"I'm going to bed too. Long day," he said before turning and walking away.
He heard the group snickering behind him and when he turned back to look at them they all averted their gaze like they had been caught. "What?" he said in minor aggravation.
"Don't break the bed. We'll have to pay for it then," Trace said to everyone's amusement as they all burst out laughing. Finn flipped them off. He didn't know why it was such a big deal that he and Rachel wanted to have sex. It's what normal couples do.
"It doesn't really make much sense that you all are making fun of Rachel and me for having sex considering half of you aren't getting laid and the other half is in relationships too. So while you all sit here giggling stupidly I'm going to go fuck my sexy girlfriend multiple times before getting a great night's sleep." He smirked in satisfaction then walked away.
When he got to the room Finn knocked on the door. Rachel told him to enter and when he walked in all his blood headed south. There, lying on the bed was Rachel in only his letterman's jacket and lacy red panties to match. His eyes trailed from her feet up her tan and toned calves and thighs, over the lace he wanted to tear off with his teeth and stopped right where the littlest bit of skin peeked out from where Rachel had left the jacket unbuttoned. He could see her bellybutton and wanted nothing more than to swirl his tongue around it, tasting her skin and reveling in it.
"Hey there QB, come to get your jacket back?" she said playfully, beckoning Finn towards her with her pointer finger. He cleared his throat.
"As much as I like that jacket, I think it looks way better on you." He stood at the end of the bed.
Rachel sat up and curled her legs around to the side under her. "That's good because I wasn't planning on just giving it back to you. You're going to have to work for it." She grinned at him.
Finn crawled onto the bed and leaned back on his heels in front of Rachel. He put his hand on her thigh just above her knee and squeezed lightly. "Or I could just take it from you," he said in a low voice before moving forward to kiss Rachel roughly and force her onto her back. He pinned her down under his body and continued kissing her. She ran her hands down his chest until she got to the hem of his tank and started pulling it off him. He sat up so he could finish removing it then began tugging the buttons undone on his jacket.
Rachel took Finn's hand in hers and placed it over her heart. He moved his head down to her navel and sucked on her skin as he moved his hand to Rachel's breast to toy with her nipple. She moved her hand to her other breast to play with her nipple herself while she ran her other hand through Finn's hair. Finn kissed and sucked on her skin, moving his head up her body stopping between her breasts. He looked up at her.
"You taste delicious," he uttered huskily before going back to lavishing her body with his tongue. He took her nipple into his mouth and sucked lightly. Rachel let out a small moan and her chest rose and fell as she squirmed under him. She squeezed her legs around Finn's torso and moved her hands to his back, raking her nails down it gently.
Finn's fingers trailed down Rachel's body and her center throbbed in need. Rachel's heart was fluttering and adrenaline was coursing through her veins. Her body was hot and her breaths were rapid and erratic. His hand reached the lace on her hip and he ran his thumb under it from below, rubbing her overheated skin in small circles. When he started moving his head lower again Rachel arched her back and gripped the pillow under her head.
He made it to the lace practically painted onto her and took it in his teeth. Deliberately and delicately, he tugged on the fabric pulling it away from her body. As they fell away from her center he could see how wet she was and practically taste her arousal. To speed the process up a little, Finn hooked his thumbs around the lace and pulled them down Rachel's legs. Once they were off he took a moment to admire his girlfriend wearing only his letterman's jacket. She looked amazing staring up at him, lust in her eyes, biting her lip, hair splayed out over the pillow.
"You are so beautiful," Finn said quietly. Rachel smiled brightly at him and sat up. She got onto her knees and grazed her lips along his running her hands over his chest. Finn put his hands under his jacket and on her hips then slid them around to her backside.
"I love you," she whispered against his mouth before taking his bottom lip between hers. Finn pulled her against him and she moved her hands down to his hips to push his shorts down and off him. When Finn tried to take his jacket off her Rachel protested. "I want to leave it on." She looked into his eyes and he nodded at her.
They resumed their kissing and Finn laid Rachel back on the bed. Her legs were bent under her thighs comfortably and Finn's arms were wrapped under Rachel's body. He pressed his forehead against hers and nuzzled his nose against hers too. He pulled his arm from under Rachel and brought it down between them. Finn took himself in his hand and guided his length into Rachel. She further arched her body into Finn's taking him deeper and Finn kissed Rachel's neck as he thrust in and out of her. Rachel scraped her nails along Finn's back eliciting a moan from him. He moved his lips to her shoulder and placed an open mouthed kiss there before biting down gently. Rachel cried out.
"Do it again," she breathed. Finn bit down harder and Rachel cried out louder. Rachel hugged Finn's head to her as he licked down to her nipple and took it between his teeth. She threw her head back and lifted her arms above her head to place her palms against the wall. Finn thrust faster as he continued to suck and bite down on Rachel's skin.
Fuzzy thoughts ran through Rachel's brain as Finn made love to her. She thought about everything, school, glee club, the future, how awesome Finn's cock felt sliding in and out of her and the impending hickeys she would have to figure out how to cover up for graduation. At the moment she didn't really care that she'd have to use five pounds of concealer to cover up the small bruises, she just cared that it felt so damn good.
Finn stopped his motions and pulled out of Rachel. "What are you doing?" she asked, sitting up with Finn as he pulled away. He smirked at her.
"Don't worry, we're nowhere near done." Finn ripped her up from her lying position forcefully and held her flush against him. He sat down onto the bed, legs straight out and spread Rachel's legs apart so she was straddling him. Finn lowered her down onto his erection. They both made themselves comfortable then Rachel did something Finn was not expecting: she went into a backbend. Rachel's head settled on the bed between Finn's legs which parted a little and she threw her arms over her head to grip Finn's shins.
He leaned forward and bucked his hips forward forcing more of himself inside Rachel. She met his hips as she pushed herself down onto him and let out a strangled moan as Finn reattached his lips to her body. Rachel lost herself in the feelings Finn was making her have. It felt wonderful to be connected to Finn not just physically but emotionally as well. Making love left Rachel feeling satisfied in every way possible. Her body buzzed in bliss and her mind felt fuzzy in peace.
Finn loved making love to Rachel. The way her body reacted to his touch, the way she melted underneath him, the sounds she made when he kissed her just the right way, he loved everything that went along with loving Rachel. He loved Rachel. Not to mention how Rachel made him feel physically. It was like a sexual workout and little Finn loved Rachel just as much as big Finn did. Plus emotionally he never felt better; everything he needed to make him happy was in his arms, underneath him, wrapped around him, loving him in every way a person could.
Finn pumped into Rachel as he held her lower back in his hands. He sucked on her nipple once more before pulling away to admire the hickeys he had made along her breasts, collarbone, shoulders and neck. He knew Rachel would not be happy when she saw how many he had left but he couldn't bring himself to regret making them. They were little visible signs of how much he loved her.
As they continued their motions, Finn knew he wasn't going to last much longer. Rachel seemed to be getting tighter around him and he was getting harder inside her. She pushed on his chest and pulled herself into an upright position. As she sank down onto him once more, Finn let go and released inside her. Rachel kept riding him through it trying to get herself to climax too. It took a few more moments and Finn's fingers to help but eventually Rachel was coming undone around him, yelling loudly and clutching his head to her chest as he gripped her back holding her up.
Her hair fell in her face as the intense pleasure ceased to ripple through her body. She swayed with fatigue but Finn laid her down comfortably lying next to her, pulling the sheet on the bed over them, staring at her lovingly. He brought his hand up to her face and stroked her cheek. She placed her hand on top of his and scooted closer to him. Rachel sleepily looked at him as he placed tender little kisses on her face.
"Can I take my jacket off you now?" Finn asked her. As much as he liked seeing her in his jacket, Finn wanted to be the only thing keeping her warm that night.
Rachel and Finn pulled it off her and dropped it on the floor next to the bed. She pressed herself right up against Finn and kissed him deeply. "How is it you make me feel so good every single time we're intimate like this?"
"Only good?" Finn furrowed his brow and licked his lips seriously. "I'll have to work on that. Let's start now." His serious demeanor turned into a happy one and he rolled Rachel onto her back and hovered over her once more.
"Finn, I'm sleepy. You wore me out," Rachel said in a deep tired voice as she played with his hair. He trailed kisses up her jaw.
"I've only just started," he mumbled into her ear before nipping at her earlobe and rolling her nipple between his fingers. Rachel could feel a fresh wave of wetness pool between her legs. She was quite tired now but she wanted more of Finn.
"Make it a quickie otherwise I might fall asleep," she replied to his statement.
"I'll get right on that." Finn ducked his head under the sheet and crawled down to get his head between Rachel's legs. She giggled and squirmed forgetting her tiredness as the good feelings bubbled inside her again.
A few hours and a few bouts of rowdy sex later, Finn finally let Rachel get some rest. He watched as she drifted off and thought about how lucky he was to have her. Finn's eyelids drooped as his own exhaustion set in and he drifted off into a peaceful sleep holding the only thing he'd ever need in his arms.