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Chapter 8 – It's You

"Quinn."

The whisper was soft as it flowed over Quinn, sending shocks straight to her core. She stood in a daze as the brunette's fingertips lightly brushed over her cheek.

Her name seemed to echo in the small room, and all she could do was stare at this woman standing before her. Her gaze drifted down to those dreamy lips, and she immediately knew exactly who it was.

"Rachel?" she murmured, her eyes wide in shock.

Rachel's smile erupted, lighting up her face. She ripped off her black mask. She had to make sure, with nothing blocking her vision, that she wasn't dreaming. She hoped and prayed to every god there was that the goddess standing before her wasn't just a dream.

"It's you," she breathed out, gently caressing Quinn's face with her fingertips again. "It's really you."

Quinn had a silly grin on her face, probably from all the alcohol she'd consumed, but her hazel eyes were twinkling. "It's me."

Without waiting another breath, Rachel dove forward, capturing Quinn's lips with her own. And oh… how they felt so good. So good that Rachel deepened the kiss. Exploring. Feeling. Caressing. And even loving. The singer couldn't believe she had actually found her.

As Quinn returned the kiss wholeheartedly, she had to admit that she was shocked Rachel Berry had even remembered her name!

Reluctantly pulling away, only for the lack of oxygen, Rachel looked deeply into Quinn's eyes and found them clouded with surprise and lust. It was all she could do to not take the woman right there in the bathroom. She needed to touch her again, to feel her against her body. "Dance with me," were the only words that managed to escape.

Quinn nodded slowly. She felt the ache in her core and was surprised when she realized that she would do just about anything Rachel asked of her at that moment.

Rachel held Quinn tightly on the dance floor, her entire focus only on the gorgeous blonde in her arms. One arm circled around Quinn's waist, and their hips began moving in a dance so sensual one would think they'd done it a million times. Their bodies fit together perfectly in all the right places. Their eyes were locked in silent communication. It was one that spoke of how much they had missed each other, how badly they wanted to take things further and how hard it was to behave on the dance floor with all the people witnessing.

Rachel broke the intense gaze first, letting her eyes shift downward to take in the lithe body moving against her. The supple breasts peeking out of the top of the nurse's uniform were driving her mad. She wanted to taste them again, to feel them against her skin. She grinned at Quinn as she slowly reached up and undid the top button of the white shirt. The singer's reward was a view of the lacy white bra underneath. She ran her finger along the edge, tracing the curve of Quinn's breast slowly and surely.

A moan fell from Quinn's lips at the action. At this point, she thought she was going to lose it right there on the dance floor… witnesses or not, she didn't care. She'd secretly been dreaming of this moment for the last four years (not that she would ever admit it to anyone), and now that it was actually happening, she had to admit that it was so much better than she'd ever imagined it would be. She couldn't believe she was finally back in Rachel's arms.

Quinn danced slowly to the music, swaying her hips from left to right, matching Rachel's rhythm perfectly. She ran a hand through long dark hair, while the other hand slid down Rachel's neck and along the edge of her corset.

Rachel buried her nose in Quinn's neck, inhaling the delicious scent of vanilla with a touch of cinnamon. Her hands ran down the blonde's body, feeling every curve. And when her hands roamed over her ass and came to the end of the white skirt and touched bare skin, arousal shot through her body making her member harden.

Quinn felt Rachel's excitement grinding against her sex and the need that pulsated through her own body was so strong it surprised her. It wasn't just wanting Rachel's body, Quinn needed to have Rachel's body. She'd heard that when a woman was pregnant, she would crave sex with the baby's father. That was exactly how she felt right then–granted it was four years delayed.

Quinn let her hands roam to the top of Rachel's pants. Her fingers found that little sliver of skin she'd been dreaming of earlier, and she traced across Rachel's toned abs. The woman's skin was so soft. She couldn't wait to get her lips on those abs again. She felt Rachel's breath hitch as she teased the button on her pants. Rachel's dark lustful eyes met hers, and Quinn knew she was in trouble, but the oh-so-good kind of trouble.

The singer crashed their lips together with a surge of electricity that had every nerve in both their bodies buzzing.

Quinn was the first to pull away, but leaned back in and breathed against Rachel's ear in a husky whisper, "Take me somewhere, Rachel. Anywhere. Please. I just… I need you."

The words rocketed straight to Rachel's aching cock and she let out a small groan. She grabbed Quinn's hand and dragged her toward the door.

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The limo ride to Rachel's house was a blur for Quinn. She blamed it on the alcohol fogging her brain, but it could have been the heavy makeout session in the backseat of the limo. So it only seemed like minutes before the women were crashing through the front door, hands everywhere.

Rachel pinned Quinn against the closed door. Their tongues danced passionately as hands roamed and pulled at clothing. Quinn began unlacing Rachel's black corset as the brunette kicked her high heels off.

When the offending article of clothing was finally gone, Quinn's breath caught as the most perfect pair of breasts she'd ever seen lay before her. She immediately palmed them as she took a hardened nipple into her mouth. Rachel groaned and closed her eyes as she felt teeth teasing her gently. Her breast was soon released and the cold air on her wet nipple made her gasp, her pants tightening. Quinn lavished the other breast with the same attention without missing a beat.

The next thing the blonde knew, Rachel was pulling her upstairs toward what she could only assume was where the bedroom was. Rachel was frantically trying to unbutton Quinn's white nurse's shirt as they stumbled up the stairs, but the process was taking too long, so she just ripped the shirt open, ignoring the sound of buttons hitting the walls. She slid it off Quinn's shoulders and ran her nails down the blonde's flawless back, burying her face between supple cleavage. Quinn let out a small moan at the contact and pulled their bodies closer.

They finally reached the bedroom, and both women were ready to take things so much further. It felt like forever since they'd been together and neither of them wanted to waste even a second of it.

Rachel unhooked Quinn's lacy white bra and let it fall to the carpet. She placed small kisses on each breast before laying the blonde back onto the bed. She slowly pulled the white mini-skirt down to reveal a tiny white g-string. "Well well, Nurse Quinn. I didn't take you for a g-string girl." It flew off quickly as well, landing somewhere across the room. She smirked at the now bare naked woman lying on her bed, the dark maroon silk sheets surrounded the goddess' body and bright hazel eyes stared up at her with unbridled desire.

Quinn took in the beauty of Rachel's toned body and saw those brown eyes darken. "Why do you still have clothes on, Rach?" she husked as she sat up and undid the button on Rachel's black leather pants and started inching them downward. Quinn felt her center flood with another wave of heat as Rachel's erection sprung free. "Oh shit," she moaned. "I forgot how big you were."

"Is that a problem?" the singer purred seductively as she pushed her pants the rest of the way off.

"Hell no." Quinn's eyes were practically black now as she stared longingly at Rachel's beautiful lady cock. She had missed the brunette so much. And whether this was only one of her many dreams that she frequently had of the singer or not, she didn't care. She was going to dive in and relish every moment.

She reached out and wrapped her hand around Rachel's hard erection and could feel it pulsing. Rachel's eyes closed in pleasure, feeling as if her brain had snapped. She pushed them both down on the massive bed.

Rachel didn't waste any time as she dove in, kissing the blonde thoroughly. Their lips hungrily slid together as small moans escaped from both women. Rachel ran her fingers through silky blonde hair and began working her way down Quinn's body as she placed kisses on her jaw, then down to her collarbone, until she reached her left breast. She met Quinn's eyes before she flicked her hard nipple with her tongue. She did that a couple times before she started tracing circles around it.

Quinn's moans started getting louder, and she felt Rachel take her nipple into her mouth, sucking it hard, making Quinn scream out. "Oh my… fuck, Rachel!"

Rachel smiled at her lover's reaction. She let go of the nipple only to take it between her teeth. She repeated her movements with the right nipple, which earned her louder and louder moans. An occasional moan escaped from the singer as well.

After a few minutes Rachel pulled back and stared at the goddess laid out before her. She licked her lips and looked at Quinn with so much want, so much need, so much… love?

Quinn saw something flicker in Rachel's chocolate eyes. Something she couldn't read. She gasped when she was suddenly hit with a wave of adoration and affection coming from the brunette.

Rachel smiled softly then eased herself back down on top of Quinn and gently pecked her pink lips. "I missed you, Quinn," she whispered as she trailed her hand down Quinn's body until it reached her hot wet center. A loud groan fell from her lips as her fingers slid into the warm, wet heat that welcomed her. "Oh shit, Quinn. You're so wet…"

Quinn looked up at the singer and pulled her in for another heated kiss. "Just for you, Rachel. Please, I need you…"

Wanting to satisfy her lover, Rachel began moving her fingers up and down, teasing Quinn's clit and then her entrance, slightly dipping one finger inside, but never enough, driving the blonde completely insane.

"So wet…" Rachel groaned, her eyes closed as her fingers swiped up Quinn's clit again, tracing circles around it. "So swollen..." her fingers moved down again, teasing her entrance. "So ready…" Rachel easily slipped a finger inside her lover, evoking a small gasp from Quinn at the intrusion. However the sound was muffled as Rachel covered the blonde's mouth with her own and quickly deepened the kiss as she pushed a second finger inside and started thrusting slowly, wanting to drag out the pleasure.

"Oh shit! So… so ready… for you," Quinn managed to gasp out, her lips still touching Rachel's. She spread her legs even wider, then took Rachel's face in her hands and crashed their lips together in an earth-shattering kiss while the singer kept thrusting in and out of her warm channel.

Once again Rachel moved her mouth away from Quinn's. She employed the use of her tongue this time as she gently licked the lobe of the blonde's ear before starting to trail her way back down her neck. As her teeth came into play, Quinn felt a slightly painful nip on her pulse point, but then moaned when Rachel's hot tongue soothed the mark, sending shots of pleasure through her. She tilted her neck to the side, knowing that it would give the brunette better access and was rewarded with her sucking on her neck in a way that gave her goosebumps.

Rachel descended further down to Quinn's collarbone. As she bit down on it, Quinn fingernails trailed down her smooth tanned back, leaving her own marks on the soft skin.

The singer quickened her strokes, smiling as Quinn's hips started rolling harder against her hand. She maneuvered her own body so her hips could add pressure to her hand as her fingers went deeper inside her lover. Rachel's attention turned back to lavishing the blonde's perky breasts.

'Fuck I love her hands,' Quinn thought, her body trembling unlike she'd ever felt before as Rachel's thrust became faster and harder and finally pulled her over the edge of ecstasy, as screams of Rachel's name filled the bedroom.

After her body began to calm down, Quinn's hazel eyes flew open when she realized that Rachel wasn't showing any signs of stopping. The singer still kept up her fast rhythm despite the fact she'd already made Quinn cum for her.

Rachel felt like she was in heaven as Quinn's walls clenched around her fingers. She couldn't believe how sexy her name sounded coming from those lips again. It caused her motions to stutter slightly as her breath caught in her chest and memories from their one night together four years ago invaded her mind.

Quinn's breath was labored as it mixed with rising moans of ecstasy. Her hands clawed at Rachel's back, wanting to touch as much skin as possible. She didn't care if she was losing all her sanity. The only thing that mattered at that moment was how good she felt, and how good it felt to have Rachel on top of her – and inside her again.

Much to Quinn's dismay, she felt Rachel slow her movements. But a moan of pleasure fell from her mouth when she felt the brunette's tongue make contact with her wet and overheated sex. She almost lost it again right there.

Rachel's memory of the way Quinn tasted could not even compare to the actual thing as she licked the sweet liquid into her mouth and continued sliding her fingers in and out of the writhing woman above her.

Soon, Quinn was teetering on the edge of oblivion. She didn't know how much more of this she could take. "Right there! Shit, Rachel!… I'm coming! Oh!" She had moved her hand to entangle her fingers in Rachel's hair and was practically holding her head in place.

Rachel could feel Quinn's walls grip her fingers tightly as her tongue continued its assault.

Waves of pleasure crashed over Quinn as she screamed out Rachel's name over and over again. And after several moments of riding high, her grip loosened on both Rachel's hair and the sheets as she finally came back down.

Rachel smiled as she trailed soft kisses back up her lover's stomach, causing shivers in the overly sensitive body below her. All she could say was, "Wow…," as she laid down on the silk sheets next to Quinn, instinctively wrapping an arm around her waist.

However Rachel was surprised when the blonde immediately rolled them over so she was now on top, and started kissing Rachel's lips furiously. Rachel plunged her hands into Quinn's hair and pulled her even closer. She couldn't believe how hot this woman made her.

They kissed for another minute before Quinn pulled back. She enjoyed the way she tasted on Rachel's tongue, it was like both their flavors being mixed into one. She quickly straddled the singer's waist, wanting to feel Rachel inside her in a different way.

Rachel looked curiously up into pools of dark hazel eyes and watched as Quinn lowered herself until her heat consumed the singer's entire lady cock. Both women groaned at the sensation – Quinn for feeling so full, and Rachel for finally feeling whole again, honestly knowing that this was where she belonged.

When Quinn's hips began to move, Rachel felt tingles spread up her body. Then Quinn attacked her luscious lips again. She didn't want the blonde to stop, but Rachel knew, even in her intoxicated state, that she needed to be responsible.

"Quinn… wait…" Rachel mumbled between kisses.

But Quinn refused to release the singer's lips from her own.

The brunette was now incapable of forming coherent thoughts as her hands gripped her lover's hips. "We need…" she began, hungrily sucking and licking her lover's neck. "… condom…"

Quinn shook her head, her fingers pulling on silky dark hair. "Don't care…" she rasped just before she let out a squeak then a low groan when Rachel bit harder on her throat. "Just keep going…"

"But-"

"Shut up," Quinn interrupted, her hips slamming down, deliciously hitting Rachel's pelvis, making the brunette's eyes roll back in her head. "It's okay."

Rachel nodded as she fell back into the thick lust surrounding them.

They soon found the pace that allowed both of them to feel the building pressure. Quinn's hips ground down onto the woman below her. Moving slowly but surely, she found a rhythm matching that of Rachel's as the singer thrust up into her.

Rachel was staring at Quinn's perfect breasts as they bounced in rhythm with their thrusting. "Faster, Quinn… Please…" She was not normally one to beg, but she couldn't believe the things this woman was making her feel.

Quinn increased her pace, both women panting, soaring high on the energy they were creating together. They held eye contact until Quinn couldn't take it anymore and had to close her eyes. Her head fell back as the incredible fire blazed through her body.

Rachel watched the breathtaking ecstasy on the blonde's face and committed the sight to memory. It was one she knew she would never forget. That thought shot more arousal through Rachel and she screamed Quinn's name as she tumbled over the edge hard and fast.

The feeling of Rachel's cum shooting inside her caused Quinn to cry out in pleasure again, her hips increasing speed as she frantically bounced on the singer's throbbing cock. Finally she was shoved into the most mind-blowing orgasm she'd ever had. Unintelligent sounds followed by Rachel's name filled the room as she felt like her body was exploding.

Minutes later, Rachel held Quinn in her arms while the blonde's head rested on her shoulder. Their naked sweaty bodies were pressed against each other as they both drifted off into the best sleep either of them had had in years.

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The next morning, Quinn's eyes slowly opened to find herself laying on Rachel's chest, the brunette's arms wrapped protectively around her. Her gaze slowly trailed up tan skin until her eyes connected with those soft brown eyes that had stolen her breath last night.

"Hey you," Rachel whispered, pressing a soft kiss to her lover's temple and giving her a smile.

Quinn didn't say anything, words only stuck in her throat as she stared at the singer.

Quinn's silence sent a shiver of fear through Rachel. What if Quinn was already regretting what happened between them last night? Granted when Rachel first woke up, she was in shock that the events from the previous night hadn't only been a dream. Her heart felt full having her blonde goddess in her arms again. But what if Quinn wasn't feeling the same way?

"Hi," Quinn finally whispered uncertainly. She knew she had been pretty drunk at the party last night, but she honestly thought being with Rachel had just been one of her fantasies. But waking up in the singer's arms was overwhelming. Her mind was spinning a thousand miles a minute and her heart felt like it would pound out of her chest any second. What was she supposed to say to Rachel? What was she supposed to do now? She honestly wanted to stay here in Rachel's arms more than anything, but… what she was doing to the singer was wrong; toying with her emotions and just all-around screwing up. She didn't have any right to do this to Rachel.

Rachel's gentle voice pulled her out of her thoughts. "Why so serious? Is everything okay?"

Quinn sighed and glanced up at her. "No… Yes… I don't know." She rubbed her forehead with her fingers, willing the pain from her hangover to go away. She felt sick… but she knew it wasn't from the alcohol. "Rachel, last night…"

By the tone of Quinn's voice, Rachel knew whatever the blonde said next was not going to be good. And she was right.

"Rachel, last night was just a one time thing. We were both drunk and surprised to see each other, but… it just has to be that one time. I-It can't happen again." Quinn's heart broke when she saw the light fade from Rachel's brown eyes. She knew she was hurting the brunette, but it had to be done. For Jaxon's sake.

Who the hell was she kidding?… it was for her own sake. Her own selfish and scared sake.

"But…" Rachel swallowed the huge lump lodged in her throat and looked down at the bedsheet. The bedsheet that had only hours before been fisted in Quinn's hand as she screamed Rachel's name in ecstasy. She knew Quinn felt something for her! Damn it! She knew! The way Quinn clung to her last night, whispered to her, shared with her, was not something a casual fuck buddy would do.

But as she sat up and looked into those confused and sad hazel eyes, all the fight drained from her body. Something was going on that had Quinn acting this way. Something big. But she didn't want to push her and cause a blow up, so Rachel just took a deep breath and nodded reluctantly. "Okay, Quinn… Whatever you want." She pushed herself out of bed and walked slowly toward the bathroom.

As Rachel walked away, Quinn's heart broke. She hated herself so much. And then the knife twisted in her gut when her eyes fell on Rachel's inner forearm, seeing the beautiful golden design of her pendant – the pendant she was still wearing.

"Um… have anything you want to eat before you go, I guess," Rachel mumbled over her shoulder. She wouldn't allow herself to turn around, because she knew if she did and saw those hazel eyes one more time, she would break down and cry.

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"It was Quinn," Rachel stated the instant Cassandra walked into the house.

The lawyer looked over at her best friend in confusion as she set her shopping bag down next to the couch. "Excuse me?"

"The woman I left the party with last night," Rachel told her, frustration lacing her voice. "It was Quinn."

Cassie stood there in shock, but slowly a smile spread across her face. "That's great, Rach!" But seeing the diva not reciprocating her excitement, she looked confused again. "So… why do you look like someone totaled your Ducati?"

Rachel threw herself down onto the couch. "Because she left me."

"She left you?" the blonde asked in surprise. "What the hell are you talking about, Rachel?"

The brunette looked up at her friend, tears pooling in her eyes. "When I realized the mysterious woman was Quinn, it was exactly like the night we met. The passion was instantaneous and the sex was incredible… I made love to her, Cass… She's the only person I've ever made love to," she added the last part in a whisper.

Cassie sat down next to Rachel, laying a hand on her knee. "It sounds like you two had an amazing night."

Rachel shook her head. "It was more than amazing… for me at least. But as soon as she woke up this morning, it was… she regretted it, Cassie. She instantly regretted being with me," she said, a soft sob escaping her throat. "What is so wrong with me that it made it so she couldn't get out of my bed fast enough?"

"Oh, Rach, there is nothing wrong with you," Cassie wrapped her arms around the singer's shoulders and pulled her into a hug. "I'm sure she was just surprised. I know you were hammered last night, and I'm sure she was too. But, Rachel, from what you've told me about her and about the things you two shared that one night you had together, I know she has to have strong feelings for you. She has to."

"That's what I thought too! But I guess a whole hell of a lot can change in four years."

Cassie nodded. "True. Did she say anything about currently being involved with anyone else?"

Rachel shook her head.

"Rachel, we both know that you never stopped thinking about her since the day you left her. You never talked about her, but she was always on your mind. I could see that," Cassandra said seriously. "You never forgot her, and that's unlike you. I don't know how, but you have to find her again, or you'll regret it for the rest of your life."

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A/N - *hides behind couch*