The entire time I wrote this chapter the one thought that kept going through my head is "What is my mind?" It's all very deliciously smutty. :)
October 7th, 2019
Finn really had to pee. He shot up in bed and quickly scrambled out of it, tripping on the strap of his bag on the way, to make it to the bathroom. As he relieved himself he remembered what today was. It was the most glorious day ever, the day the only thing he and Rachel would be doing was have sex.
Figuring he'd be more appealing to his hygiene-loving wife if he at least brushed his teeth and rinsed the sweat off before attacking her body with his, he tiptoed out to his bag and quietly unzipped it. The contents of the bag exploded out once the straining zipper was undone and for the first time he could see what Kurt had packed him.
Inside his one bag was more clothing than he and Rachel combined would need for a week. He wasn't exactly counting everything out but he swore he came across at least ten pairs of pants while he searched for his toothbrush. Of course his toiletries bag was buried at the bottom but once he found it, he quickly showered, brushed his teeth and made sure that he was well groomed in all the right places.
Once Finn was ready he ambled back over to the bed and threw himself onto it, bouncing as he settled. He cuddled up to Rachel and began lacing her exposed neck, shoulders and back with little kisses as his hands brushed her hair out of the way.
"Rachel, baby, Rachel, wake up." He kissed her shoulder again as he ran his open palm down her back and over the curve of her ass before deciding to be a little frisky and move his hand between her thighs and run his fingers through Rachel's folds. It was mere seconds before he could feel her begin to grow wet at his touch. "Rachel, wake up. It's time for sex," he mumbled into her ear.
"I havapee," Rachel mumbled herself into her pillow as she began to stir. She lifted her head and looked around her through foggy eyes not entirely sure of where she was. Pushing herself up onto her elbows she examined her surroundings further until she remembered she was on her honeymoon in the South of France. Groggily she stared at Finn. "I have to pee," was all she said as she tried to get out of bed.
"But sex…" Finn whined like a little boy not getting his way as he pulled her body against his tightly.
"Can wait for me to use the bathroom." She narrowed her eyes at him. "Your hair is wet! You took a shower didn't you? How come you're allowed to shower but I can't even pee?"
Finn looked away guiltily before turning his eyes back to Rachel. "Make it fast. I was promised a day of sex."
Rachel shoved his head away playfully then rolled out of bed. She stood up facing away from Finn and stretched her body out much to Finn's enjoyment as she swiveled her hips around then bent over giving him a great view of her ass and pussy. Her hair was a mess and she looked sticky but despite that Finn was ready to throw her down and mount her then and there. She was taunting him on purpose.
She opened her bag and located her own toiletries quickly then sauntered into the bathroom and shut the door behind her. Finn got comfortable on the bed and impatiently waited for Rachel to return. A few minutes passed while Finn thought of all the ways he wanted to fuck and make love to Rachel and how good it would feel to be inside her and hear her scream his name and to taste her skin and juices. He grew harder every second at the images, until he realized he'd been thinking about these things rather than acting on them. What was Rachel doing in there?
Irritated at having to wait, Finn climbed out of bed and barged into the bathroom where he found Rachel in the shower. "Rachel? What are you doing? You said you just had to pee!" Finn demanded placing his hands on his hips in a huff.
Rachel popped her head out the glass door. "I felt gross and wanted to shower since I haven't since Saturday. You're welcome to join me," she flirted, noticing his raging boner, before closing the shower door again.
Like a bullet, Finn flew into the shower seconds later and was pressing Rachel's front up against the wall and grinding his erection into her backside. She smiled as he ran his hands up her stomach to rest on her breasts where he squeezed and rubbed them lightly as he sucked on her shoulder. Rachel slid her hands down Finn's chest until she found his swollen length and began running her fingers over it.
Finn hastily repositioned his left arm around Rachel's middle to lift her off her feet while his right hand found his cock. Rachel moved her right arm around Finn's neck and wrapped her legs around Finn's to hold herself up as she rolled her hips back to let Finn's length slide into her. Finn bounced her up and down on him over and over quickly making her wail like a siren as he filled her up. She turned her head to look at Finn whose face was contorted in pleasure then leaned forward to kiss him.
He tried again and again to continue moving in and out of Rachel but every few thrusts he would slip out of her and she would whine at the loss of contact. After the fifth time, Finn put her down and spun her around forcefully before picking her back up and wrapping her legs around him. She sank down on him again and began riding him as he gripped her ass in his hands and she pulled at his head. They held each other close kissing hotly and rubbing their wet chests against one another until Finn could feel himself about to blow.
"Rach, are you…?" he trailed off. He wanted Rachel to come before he did but he wasn't sure how much longer it would take.
"Almost," she breathed back in response. She pulled away from his body a little to watch him glide in and out of her then moved her hand between them to rub her clit. Rachel continued to swivel her hips as she furiously played with herself until she was squeezing Finn's hips tightly with her legs and his cock even tighter with her walls. She pulsed around him and cried out loudly at coming herself and feeling Finn come inside her a few moments later. Finn stood still holding Rachel tightly against him, kissing her gently until she motioned she wanted to be put down.
She pulled herself off him then placed her feet back on the ground. "One," she announced through a breath, turning back to the water and letting it fall over her. Rachel picked up her shampoo and poured some in her hand then began lathering her hair up.
"One what?" Finn asked still recovering from his orgasm.
"One orgasm," Rachel replied matter-of-factly. "I'm keeping score today since we're having a sex marathon."
"You keep score?" he asked, incredulity in his voice.
Rachel turned around to rinse her hair and look at him. "Only on sex marathon days. Currently our record is 10 rounds of sex resulting in eight orgasms."
Finn smirked at the memory of that day. It wasn't even an anniversary or a holiday or anything, they both simply had a Saturday off together for once and it just sort of happened…in every room of the apartment on multiple surfaces. Then what she said sank in.
"Wait, only eight orgasms? But you…you came every time, I remember." Finn's face scrunched as he tried to work it out in his head.
Rachel placed her hand on Finn's cheek. "Baby, you came every time. By the last two times I was so tired I couldn't even argue with you to say no. So I let you have your way and faked it a little." She shrugged and started washing her body.
Finn looked wounded at Rachel's confession. She had faked orgasms with him? How often did that happen? Was he not as good as she made him seem that she felt the need to give him pity sex and pretend he was awesome in bed? No, that couldn't be. He did give her eight orgasms that day and he had just given her one now. Still, the revelation had shaken him to his core and he would not stand for it.
"That is just not acceptable Rachel. Today we are having sex at least 10 more times and you are going to come each and every one of them." He shook his head seriously and Rachel couldn't help but laugh at his determination.
"Yes sir!" she replied, saluting him like he was giving her an order she needed to follow.
Finn looked around licking his lips. "Not that I don't love shower sex but are you almost done? I want more sex and I want it now."
Rachel shut off the water and opened the door pushing Finn out. She continued pushing him until they were out of the bathroom and then pushed him all the way back onto the bed where he fell backward and she crawled onto the bed and sat astride his waist. "You just opened Pandora's Box, mister. I had a great night's sleep, I'm clean again and I have the Cosmo Sex Position of the Day app on my phone. Are you prepared for this?" she asked with a gleam in her eye and a smile playing at her lips.
All Finn could do was lick his lips and shake his head quickly before Rachel slid off him and bent one of his legs up. She straddled his body sideways, her back turned toward Finn's, and wrapped her thighs around his bent leg. Finn held himself still so Rachel could lower herself onto his yet again already hard member. She held onto his knee tightly as she began rocking her hips back and forth, angling herself so her throbbing bundle of nerves grazed over Finn's inner thigh.
Rachel was in full control this time and was going slow to draw out the pleasure longer. As she rode his member and thigh simultaneously, Finn stared at her ass pressing against his body. He stared completely mesmerized, his eyes glazing over and his mouth falling open until Rachel's voice brought him back.
"Enjoying the view?" she asked in a cutesy voice as she giggled at him over her shoulder. His eyes found hers and he shook his head yes in delight, his gaping mouth shaping into a smile.
"So much," he groaned out before thrusting his hips up and making Rachel gasp. His hands roved over her back, behind and thighs, reveling in the smooth feel of her skin. She still had droplets of water all over her and her hair was wet, splashing drops on his chest from the ends as she rode him back and forth.
Then a rumbling sound broke Rachel's concentration. "What was that?" she asked, stopping mid-thrust to look at Finn who was displeased with the stopping.
"My stomach growled. I'm hungry. Now keep going," he urged, pushing on her butt to get her moving again. She started again but didn't let the conversation drop.
"We'll get breakfast…oh God…after…Finn…this round…fuck, Finn!" Rachel moaned out as she increased her speed and friction resulting in head tossing and nails digging into Finn's thigh.
Rachel was done. With a few more quick grazes of her clit against Finn's thigh she was falling off the edge and coming hard around him before slipping off him to rest on her knees between his legs. Finn pushed himself up onto his elbows and looked down at Rachel who was taking deep breaths and looking back at him with a wicked grin.
Before he could even begin to whine Rachel leaned forward and began sucking on him. A few minutes later she swallowed everything Finn gave her then came up for air before crawling up Finn's body to kiss him. Their lips meshed together as did the taste of both of them and Finn couldn't help but suck on Rachel's tongue to get even more.
"Two," Rachel spoke quietly with a small smile as she lay on top of Finn playing with his fingers. "Now let's see what room service can offer us." She rolled off Finn and walked over to the desk where the menu was before hopping back into bed next to Finn.
Everything was in French but Finn recognized one thing right away. "Oh hey, it's a Salade Nicoise," he pointed out to Rachel's amusement. Even eight years later he still pronounced it wrong.
"The Salade Nicoise," Rachel emphasized Nicoise with the correct pronunciation of Ni-swaz, "is a signature dish of Nice. It's where it earns its name," Rachel explained before continuing to peruse the menu pointing out things Finn might want.
A few minutes later after Rachel ordered the 'salade de fruits et de flocons d'avoine' for herself and 'crêpes aux fraises et saucisse' for Finn, they laid out on the bed simply kissing.
"The man said 20 minutes…I think…we could easily get in number three before our food gets here," Rachel suggested bringing her hand down to stroke Finn who she was pretty sure had never gone soft since waking up.
Without preamble Finn flipped Rachel onto her back and pushed into her quickly. It was fast and hard and Finn was pretty sure the bed was going to be broken by the end of the day as it creaked loudly with every movement he and Rachel made but he'd gladly pay the hotel for a new one if it meant he got to fuck his wife on this one first.
He picked her legs up and placed her feet on his shoulders so as he leaned forward they slid over them and her knees rested in their place. Finn slammed into her repeatedly forcing giggles of joy out of her each time until the giggles turned into whines from the growing waves of tingles and then into screams of 'God', 'Finn' and 'fuck' as the waves crashed over her once more.
Finn was just as euphoric as he erupted inside Rachel with a guttural moan about a second after Rachel had begun to come. His body tensed as he tried to keep the feeling going but it was no use, the orgasm had to come to an end eventually.
He pulled Rachel's legs from his shoulders and dropped them to his sides before collapsing on top of her. "Three," Rachel confirmed as they both rested saying nothing more until a knock on the door broke them from their happy post-coital quiet place. They scrambled realizing it was their food, Finn to find pants and Rachel to grab her bag and head into the bathroom.
Once sure his junk was properly covered Finn opened the door and the man greeted him cheerily before asking with a very thick accent if he could enter. Finn let him in and the man placed the food on the bed while Finn dug around in his wallet to grab a couple Euros to give him for a tip. The man thanked him and told him to have a great day then exited the room.
Finn shucked his pants once more after the door was locked again then walked to the bathroom to see what Rachel was up to. Before he could open the door however Rachel opened it and stood in front of Finn with her hair done up in a messy bun and wearing the 'Wife' robe someone had given her at her Bridesmaid Breakfast.
"Let's eat!" she exclaimed walking back over to the bed and climbing into it. Finn got back into his spot next to her and they ate ravenously until they were full enough to slow down and enjoy what they were eating.
"These crepes are delicious. Way better than IHOP's," Finn commented through a mouthful of crepe and strawberry.
"France is known for their cuisine although escargot does not seem appetizing in the least. Snails are just gross." Rachel made a face at the thought then leaned back against the headboard and popped a piece of cantaloupe into her mouth.
Finn threw his fork onto his plate, wiped his mouth off then immediately went back to his task of getting Rachel off at least 11 times that day. His fingers danced up Rachel's exposed thigh, slipping under the hem of the robe until Rachel pulled his hand away and shook her finger at him.
"You still have a lot of food on that plate buddy and I expect you to eat it all." Rachel pointed back at his plate.
Finn was confused. "I ate everything. All that's left is syrup."
Rachel's lips spread into a smile while her eyes turned dark with lust. "Exactly." She got up onto her knees and untied the belt around her waist, swinging it about enticingly before slowly inching the robe down her shoulders and chest until it sat just above the swell of her breasts. She grazed her fingers over her chest before dipping them below the fabric and rubbing her skin underneath.
Finn's head moved toward her chest as if it were magnetic but Rachel put her hand on his face and shoved him back. She wasn't done teasing him yet. He sat up straight into a cross legged position in front of Rachel and watched in utter amazement as she made the best sexy faces while she slipped her hand under the fabric again to rub her breast. Finn could see straps on her shoulders so he knew one of the pieces of lingerie she had received as a gift was on her but he couldn't wait to figure out which one. He reached his hand out to pull the robe from her body but she smacked it away.
"Not yet!" she chastised. He pouted a little then groaned when Rachel slipped her hand through the opening at the bottom of the robe to start touching herself below. Finn was extremely hard yet again and he began palming himself as if he were watching porn.
After what seemed eons, the robe finally fell from around Rachel's body as she lost her grip on it from playing with herself. Finn's breath hitched as he took in what Rachel was wearing. It was black and stringy and lacy and one of the most amazing things he'd ever seen Rachel wear. All she had on was underwear that covered the smallest area of skin between her legs and the shelf bra Kenny had fangirled over at breakfast. Finn gulped.
"Now are you going to finish your breakfast or do I have to feed you?" Rachel asked with a playful yet matronly tone.
Finn couldn't speak so Rachel simply leaned over him to reach the plate covered in syrup. Rachel stuck her finger in the pink goop then swirled it around until she had covered it with a sufficient amount then brought her finger up to Finn's lips which he opened for her and slid her finger between them. He closed his mouth and sucked on Rachel's finger while she tightly closed her eyes and her mouth fell open to let out a small whine.
Slowly Rachel removed her finger from his mouth then placed it back in the syrup. This time she brought her finger up to her collarbone and swiped it over her skin. She put the plate down then straddled Finn's crossed legs, sitting her butt down on his calves and pulled his head down to suck on the syrup on her body. He licked her clean then made to move his head lower to take Rachel's nipple into his mouth but she ripped his head back.
With a devilish smile Rachel grabbed the syrup dispenser and let it pour over her chest. She made sure to coat every bit of her upper chest and breasts, paying special attention to her nipples, then put the dispenser to the side. "Now eat," she said in a deep commanding voice. Finn complied quickly, sucking and licking every bit of Rachel that was covered in strawberry syrup. He took her nipple into his mouth and sucked on it hard, using the tip of his tongue to wiggle it up and down before nipping it with his teeth gently. Using his hands he massaged Rachel's other breast, smearing the syrup against their skin more while his other hand pulled Rachel's thong to the side and he dipped his fingers into her slick pussy and tapped and massaged her spot.
Rachel pressed her body against Finn's hand more, making his fingers go deeper as she pulled on his hair. He was still sucking the syrup off her making a mess of his face in the process while he brought his free hand down to rub his own erection. While he did this Rachel happened to look down and notice Finn was handling himself which wouldn't do. She wrapped her fingers around Finn's cock then began stroking him up and down earning moans of pleasure from his mouth which was still attached to her breast.
They remained like this, stroking each other and gyrating on the bed until Finn couldn't hold back anymore and came on Rachel's stomach as that was the only place he could since they're bodies were so close.
"Finn, don't stop," Rachel moaned as she swirled her hips around trying to get Finn to continue to get her off since he stopped his touches when he came. She swiped her finger through his cum and brought it up to her mouth where she sucked it off then kissed Finn who had begun brushing her spot and clit simultaneously once more.
As they kissed, Rachel came around Finn's fingers with a gush of wetness, coating his entire hand as her walls squeezed and she writhed on top of him. Even when she was done he kept his hand where it was, lightly stroking her slick skin causing her to shudder every so often. Only when Rachel had stopped moving her body entirely did Finn pull his fingers out and bring them to his lips to suck them clean. She seemed to taste even better than usual.
Rachel sat in Finn's lap pressing her forehead against his. "Four," she breathed out.
Hours later Finn and Rachel lied entangled in one another after orgasms five, six, seven and eight. They only had one more to go before they broke the record for how many orgasms Rachel could have in a single day and only three more for Finn. The goal was to make it a new tying record for both of them but they were quite exhausted already.
Finn brushed Rachel's hair out of her face as he looked into her eyes which were staring right back into his. Rachel was beautiful and he still couldn't believe she was his and only his. They were married and always would be and it was a great feeling knowing that. No Pucks, Quinns, Santanas or Jesse St. Jackasses would ever come between them again. It was only Finn and Rachel.
"What do you think our marriage will be like once the honeymoon phase is over?" Rachel asked quietly as she ran her fingers over the small of Finn's back.
He shrugged as he pulled Rachel even closer to him. "Probably a lot like before but better because now we have the same last name and our conservative Catholic neighbor can't say we're living in sin anymore. Every time I run into her she lays into me about sharing a bed with an unmarried woman."
Rachel snorted. "Yeah, she still tries to convert me every time she sees me even though I've explained that I'm proud to be a Jew and do not wish to convert. I think we should move."
"Because of Catholic lady?"
"Because someday we'll have children and we can't exactly bring them home to a tiny one bedroom apartment. We can barely fit in there."
"Are you saying you want to start a family now?" Finn asked, quirking an eyebrow and raising the corner of his mouth in a tiny smile.
"We already started our family, the moment you and I decided on forever we became a family. I would like to add to our little family but not right now. We will have at least a year of wedded bliss before attempting to procreate. I don't think I could handle little Hudsons running around just yet." She pressed her lips against Finn's, running her hand up his cheek. "That doesn't mean we can't practice for conception though." Her face lit up as she untangled herself from Finn and stood up on the bed in all her naked glory. "Finn, I want you to fuck me on the balcony."
Finn was a little surprised. "Rach, people might be able to see us out there and with how loud you are, they'll definitely hear us."
Rachel had considered this but the more she thought about how amazing it would be for Finn to lean her over the balcony and take her from behind with the panoramic ocean view and the mountains to the right and the smell of the sea, the less she cared about being caught. It's not like they were in New York where people they knew could see them fornicating on a fire escape or something, which was actually a fantasy Rachel had once in a while. They were in France where no one knew them and they had topless and nude beaches everywhere. Besides, anyone staying on their floor had probably already heard them since these walls didn't appear to be too thick.
Rachel stepped over Finn then sank down to sit on his stomach. "Finny, I want to. It's exciting and new and no one here knows us and I'll be more likely to come again if you do," she enticed raising her eyebrows and biting her lip at him. He ran his hands up her thighs and looked out the window. It was only around five o'clock and still bright and sunny out. Finn turned back to Rachel.
"How about we wait until it gets a little darker? Like at sunset we can go out there," Finn offered as a compromise.
Rachel sat up straight and crossed her arms over her chest. "Are you scared because of the exhibitionist aspect? Are you afraid someone will see your exceptional penis?" she teased. "Finn, I'm offering you some of the most insane sex you'll probably ever have and you're turning me down."
"I'm not turning you down. I'm just suggesting that we wait until it gets a little darker. You may be okay with everyone seeing your boobs but I'm not. I want to be the only guy to see them."
Rachel rolled her eyes. "Finn, we're 15 stories up. I doubt anyone would really be able to see my boobs."
"I bet someone would," Finn grumbled.
She scraped her nails down Finn's chest. "Please Finn, just once. I'll do anything you want."
Suddenly an idea popped in his head that would keep them occupied for a while until it grew darker out. "Anything?" he asked with a salacious tone.
She licked her lips. "Anything."
"I want a blowjob."
"Really? I was thinking you'd really try to milk this," Rachel commented, truly surprised at how easy it was to get him to do what she wanted.
"You didn't let me finish. I want a 69 blowjob." Rachel and Finn grinned at each other as Finn stuffed another pillow under his head to make it easier to reach Rachel while she stood up and turned around.
Rachel rubbed her wet center down Finn's chest until she her head was comfortably situated over Finn's hips. Starting at his tip, Rachel traced her finger down his length to get him going again before sucking it into her mouth and giving him another fantastic Rachel Hudson, née Berry blowjob.
On Finn's end he was stretching out his mouth to prepare to wow Rachel yet again with his skills. While doing so he ran his thumb along her sopping slit before pushing it into her causing her to moan around his length and push her hips toward him. He could tell she wanted his mouth on her but he wanted to draw this out for as long as possible.
Finn used only his fingers to satisfy Rachel for six minutes before Rachel finally pulled Finn from her mouth and demanded to know why he was torturing her. She threatened to stop her mouth if Finn didn't get with the program and start eating her in the next ten seconds. Finn got the hint and went right to kissing the edges of where she wanted his mouth most.
Rachel and Finn didn't 69 often but when they did they both always loved it. Ever since that first time back in high school it had been one of those things that they only really did on sex marathon days when Rachel was feeling particularly randy. Finn knew he'd be able to get her to go through with this if she was willing to have sex on a balcony where potentially anyone could see them. He figured 69-ing would be a good way to take up some time until it grew darker out since they both could go for countless minutes at oral if given the opportunity.
Neither was sure just how long they spent licking and sucking on each other but it had definitely been a while. Both were surprised that the other hadn't come yet and every few minutes they each stepped up their game to try to make the other come first. Minutes later Finn won.
Rachel couldn't keep her orgasm at bay anymore as she finally gushed all over Finn's face, crying out at how amazing the release felt. She took Finn out of her mouth and pressed her center against Finn's face even more as she continued to shake on top of him, riding his mouth through her spasms until finally she fell forward again. She took ten seconds to regroup then stuffed Finn back into her mouth and furiously blew him until his cum was hitting the back of her throat.
"Nine," she said in contentment as she ran her fingers up and down Finn's length lightly.
They both laid there, Rachel on top of Finn, neither moving for a while until Rachel heard Finn's stomach growl again.
"I'm hungry," he stated plainly as he traced circles on Rachel's ass which was still very in his face. He really didn't mind though.
Rachel finally sat up and spun around to face Finn. "Was I not satisfying enough for you?" she joked.
Finn pulled her down to kiss her and hugged her body close to his. "Babe, you're always satisfying enough, more than satisfying. But some chicken would be really satisfying right now too." Rachel laughed and sat up.
"I ordered breakfast, you can get dinner." She rolled to the edge of the bed and stood up. "Just order me some ratatouille."
"But French…" Finn worried sitting up to watch Rachel walk to the bathroom.
"Finn, you'll do fine. The man I spoke with earlier actually spoke English so you should be able to order some chicken and ratatouille without a problem." She closed the bathroom door behind her and left a stunned Finn behind her.
He picked up the phone and dialed the number for room service and a woman answered speaking French very quickly. Rather than make a mockery of her language and an ass of himself Finn decided to forgo even attempting French and just stuck with English.
"Hi, do you speak English?" he asked slowly.
"Oui monsieur, I do speak English," she replied with a slight accent. Finn smiled then grabbed the room service menu to look through the Poulet section Rachel had said was chicken. The only thing he recognized was poulet cordon bleu.
"Can I just get some ratatouille and poulet cordon bleu?" he asked unsure of his pronunciation.
The woman on the phone chuckled slightly. "It's pronounced poo-lay but you said ratatouille right. It will be about 20 minutes."
"Thanks, I only knew ratatouille because of that movie. Oh and could I get a bottle of champagne to?" he asked noticing the wine list. He and Rachel were celebrating still, fine wine was deserved.
"Which one would you like?"
"Whatever one is best. My wife and I are on our honeymoon so…" Finn explained.
"Ah, I see. Congratulations. The kitchen will send your order up as soon as possible."
"Than-" Finn went to say goodbye but his jaw and the phone dropped as he took in what Rachel was wearing now when she stepped out of the bathroom. The corset was pink and black lace with a matching black g-string. It wasn't as revealing as her previous bit of lingerie but it was still completely sexy. He picked the phone up not realizing the woman had already hung up and spoke into the earpiece of it instead of the mouthpiece. "I…got…go." He slammed the receiver down the wrong way in the cradle and rushed over to Rachel picking her up bridal style.
She giggled as he shoved everything on the desk off it and kissed her fiercely pulling her lower body against his to grind his new erection into her again. "We have 20 minutes and two more to go before we break our record. Don't fake them on me." He pulled Rachel's g-string down her legs and she maneuvered so her butt was simply resting on the desk and held herself up by wrapping her hand around Finn's neck.
He rapidly thrust in and out of her, slamming the desk back and forth against the wall. She pulled her legs back to spread as far as they could and leaned back on her hands to watch Finn push in and out of her. The friction of his skin moving against hers was quickly bringing them both to their peaks and just when Finn could feel Rachel orgasming for the tenth time he pulled out of her and got down on his knees to lick up the wetness that began spilling from her.
As he did so Rachel put her feet on his shoulders and ran her fingers through his hair watching him lavish his tongue through her juicy folds and over her swollen bundle of nerves. He looked up and their eyes connected as he continued to swirl his tongue around inside her and along her slit. Finn used big swipes to catch anything he missed and began finishing himself off at the same time. He came into his hand a few moments later and with a few final licks over Rachel's pink pussy, he stood up again and pressed his body against Rachel's.
"Ten," Rachel announced before their tongues meshed in a deeply passionate kiss and Rachel tried intertwining her fingers with Finn's but found that his hand was rather sticky. She pulled away and looked down at his hand to see it was covered in cum. Seductively, Rachel brought his hand up to her mouth and began licking the sticky white substance from his fingers and palm.
Finn watched her in awe and just as she was finishing he could feel himself growing hard again until there was a knock on the door.
"Can you get that? I'm not exactly dressed appropriately," Rachel said as she hopped down from the desk.
"And I am?" He pointed at his completely naked body and half-chub.
"Just throw on what you were wearing before," she said before sneaking into the bathroom once more.
Finn grumbled to himself as he pulled on his pants and shirt again to answer the door. This time it was a different less friendly guy who basically shoved the food at Finn then walked away.
"Fine, no tip for you then." He walked back over to the bed then removed his clothes once more and waited for Rachel. Like she had before, she walked out wearing her 'Wife' robe only this time her hair was still down.
They quickly ate then gave their stomachs a moment to settle as they sipped on their champagne. It was now getting darker out and Finn knew Rachel would want to go out to the balcony soon.
"I think one more time would be good. We'll have beaten any and all sexual records we have then and we'll be able to have a fantastic night's sleep." She stood up and held her hand out for Finn to grab. "The balcony can be our grand finale."
Finn took her hand and followed her outside. It was quite warm out considering the season and time of day which made it perfect for their balcony rendezvous. Her original thought had been to lean over the railing with Finn behind her but as she looked out she grew nervous over the height. Then she noticed how nicely she and Finn would fit into one of the wooden lounge chairs.
Rachel pulled off her robe to reveal a different bit of lingerie entirely. She wore simple dotted white lace panties and a matching lacy short sleeve jacket with a satin blue tie. It had a deep-v front that went to mid torso and tied toward the bottom. Through the sheer material Finn could see Rachel's perky nipples and he wished for nothing more than to push the material to the side and suck on them.
Rachel had other ideas however. She told Finn to sit in the chair with his legs out and his arms at his sides then tugged her panties clean off and turned so her back was to Finn. She placed one foot on either side of the chair then sat down, scooting herself back until she could feel Finn pressing into her. She guided herself down onto Finn and began rocking her hips back and forth.
Finn brought his hands up Rachel's stomach and untied the bow Rachel had made with the strap. The material of her little jacket fell to the sides completely exposing her breasts and stomach as she pressed her back against Finn's chest. She moved her hips from side to side as Finn's fingers played with her nipples and Rachel whimpered at his touch.
"I love you," Finn said quietly into Rachel's ear as her head fell back to rest next to his as she thrust up and down on Finn's cock.
"I love you too," she cried back. Finn slid one hand down Rachel's body until he found her pussy which his cock was sliding in and out of swiftly. Using his middle finger he pressed gently on her clit and made smooth circles around it causing her back to arch off his body.
Moving her hips in a circular motion Rachel could feel Finn everywhere. His girth pressed into every part of her inside and she felt so lucky at having a man who was extremely well endowed and completely in love with her. The entire day had been amazing and this seemed like the perfect way to end it, bodies pressed against one another slowly making love in each other's arms, whispering sweet sentiments to each other.
Rachel moved her hand to join Finn's at her nub and together they made her orgasm for the eleventh time that day, shattering their old record with a loud moan of 'Fiiiiinn' that he was pretty sure the whole of Nice could hear. Rachel kept going though even as she came to get Finn to join her which he did about a minute later inside her.
They breathed together on the chair, their hearts beating like hummingbird wings, and their skin clammy with sweat. The pair sat there quietly taking in the sunset as they came down from their highs when Rachel turned her head to look at Finn whose eyes were closed with a smile gracing his face.
"Eleven," she whispered in triumph before kissing his cheek until he turned his head to reciprocate. He held Rachel in his arms, still buried inside her as they kissed passionately again until whispers could be heard coming from their left.
"Do you hear that?" Rachel asked Finn with a concerned look on her face. She sat up on Finn forcing a groan from him as he slipped out of her. He sat up too and looked to the left.
"La tipa ha delle tettine niente male, eh?" they could hear.
"Già, vorrei poterle succhiare. Dio, voglio solo scopare qualcosa!" another voice could be heard.
Rachel's eyes widened as she realized what was going on. Quickly Rachel covered herself with the material of her jacket and scrambled to grab her robe off the ground. "Finn!" she hissed at him. "We're being watched!"
Finn's eyes widened too but instead of simply running away the way Rachel wanted to, Finn walked over to where they heard the voice and yelled. "Hey!"
Suddenly two heads shot up with deer in the headlights expressions from the balcony right next door as they realized they had been caught watching their hotel neighbors have sex.
"What the fuck is wrong with you? Watching two people have sex? Get out of here!" he yelled at the teenage boys who had been watching them.
"Hai visto la sua figa? Era completamente rasata!" the one boy yelled to the other as they ran back into their own room.
When Finn turned around he found Rachel standing in the door of the balcony tightly gripping her robe around her. She looked upset and Finn immediately felt the need to wrap her in his arms and comfort her.
"Rach, it's okay. It's alright. Let's go inside." He walked back inside with Rachel and shut the door behind them. He picked Rachel up and laid her out on the bed spooning behind her.
Finn caressed Rachel's arm comfortingly. "Rach, I'm so sorry we got caught…again. If I had noticed them I'd have…"
"It's fine Finn." Rachel turned in his arms to face him. "We've been caught having sex before by people we actually have to see on a more regular basis. That's not what's really bothering me."
"It's not?" Finn asked confusion evident on his face.
"I knew there was a possibility of getting caught out there. I guess it should bother me but it doesn't so much. What bothered me was that those little Italian punks ruined our intimate and special moment." She pouted at him like a child. Finn had to smile at this.
"So you're not mad that two teenagers just watched us have sex? You're mad because they ruined the moment? What about that whole 'can't have people knowing I like to fuck my husband in public' thing?"
"I don't consider this public. We were on a balcony 15 stories up during the twilight hours in a country we most likely will not be visiting again anytime soon. So some stupid teenagers saw my boobs. Kurt somehow manages to see them on a regular basis, Santana has seen them, Puck and Anjali have seen them… It doesn't really faze me all that much anymore. It just would have been nice to sit out on the balcony with you for a while instead of ending up back in the bed so soon and they ruined it."
"If you want I can go next door and kick their asses for it," Finn offered with a smile before placing a gentle kiss to Rachel's lips.
"That's sweet but unnecessary. This moment is pretty nice too." She kissed Finn back then untied her robe to take it off. Finn slid his arms around her body and pulled her flush against him. "So now that we've broken our sex record, what do you want to do for the rest of the night?"
Finn looked pensive for a moment. "Want to go for a new new sex record?" He waggled his eyebrows.
"On one condition."
"What's that?"
Rachel leaned forward to whisper in his ear. "Don't make me fake it."
So I've decided to write every day of the honeymoon because I have enough ideas for five more days. Not sure when they'll be posted but I'll try to knock 'em out quickly.
Also, I added two pictures of what Rachel wears in this to the post I made on Tumblr about Rachel's clothes. Just go to the link on my profile to find it if you care to see them. :)
Note: The Italian has been changed from Google Italian to real Italian thanks to Noi83. :)