Disclaimer - Ok, I do not own Glee, otherwise Quinn and Rachel would be having sex all the time.
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In relation to my Disclaimer, this chapter is mostly all smut. So if you're not really into that, (first of all, why would you be reading this story anyway?) feel free to stop reading after the first half. If you ARE into that - well, have fun and enjoy the ride! :)
Chapter 27 – Making Up is the Best Part
It was 3am when Rachel walked quietly through the front door of the suite.
After Quinn had left her at the concert venue, Rachel went back to the conference room and continued to sign autographs and take photos with fans. It was the last place she wanted to be, but she knew Holly would have her ass if she just left. She did quickly pull Matt aside and asked him to catch up to Quinn to make sure she got back to the hotel safely.
She called Quinn several times and was always sent straight to voicemail. She left a dozen text messages, but none were ever answered. Matt assured her that he got Quinn back to the room safely, so Rachel was at least relieved for that.
When the horde of fans had finally dwindled down, Rachel accompanied her friends to a local night club. They had all noticed the singer's sad demeanor and the lack of Quinn's presence, so they knew something had happened between the couple. So for a few hours, they helped to take Rachel's mind off the blonde and they had a great time laughing and drinking and just being together as friends.
They all made it back to the hotel, and Rachel was planning on getting up to her room and grabbing a blanket to sleep on the couch. She assumed Quinn was still pissed at her and she didn't want to make it worse by invading her girlfriend's space in their bed. But when Rachel tried to quietly sneak into their suite, so she wouldn't wake up Quinn, she was surprised to see a flushed face, teary eyed blonde curled up in the corner of the couch, looking at her with sad tired eyes.
"You came back," Quinn whispered, her voice raw from crying.
Rachel gave her a half-smile. "I promised you when we got together that I'd never leave you, didn't I?"
Quinn nodded, tears falling freely. She looked unsure of herself and what to do. She knew she had screwed up big time.
The brunette swallowed the lump in her throat. It tore her heart up to see her lover hurting, especially since the singer was the cause of it. Opening her arms, she said, "Come here."
Quinn literally ran into the outstretched arms and held on for dear life. Through sobs, she tried to choke out the words that she wanted to say, but Rachel couldn't understand a word she was saying.
"Shhh, Quinn, I'm here. I'll always be here," Rachel soothed, running her fingers through soft blonde hair.
"I'm so so sorry," Quinn choked out passed the tears. "I should have answered your calls. I was angry at you… but I shouldn't have accused you and run away."
"I'm sorry too," Rachel said, softly brushing her thumb across Quinn's cheekbone and looking into tear-filled hazel eyes.
"I love you, Rach. I really do. Please don't ever doubt that," Quinn begged, pleading into Rachel's eyes.
"I love you too, Quinn. Let's just go to bed and talk in the morning after we've had some rest, okay?" the brunette said, wiping away Quinn's tears.
"Are you sure you want to sleep by me? I mean… I can sleep on the couch," she offered weakly.
"No," Rachel shook her head, her hands still cupping her girlfriend's cheeks. "I need to be in your arms tonight, Quinn. That's where I need to be. Everything else can wait until the morning. Okay?"
The blonde nodded, a hint of a relieved smile on her lips. "Okay."
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Rachel rolled over, her nose twitching. There was a distinct smell of eggs and pancakes in the air. Her head rose from the pillow slowly and she groaned as she rolled out of bed.
As she stretched her arms over her head and yawned, she realized that her muscles were a little stiff after spending the night with a clingy blonde as Quinn had a death grip on her all throughout the night. Rachel bowed her head and closed her eyes at the drama from the night before. 'Things just have to get better,' she tried to convince herself.
Rachel made her way to the bathroom and splashed some water on her face. She turned off the tap and watched as the water swirled down the drain. Gripping the sides of the sink, she felt the dull ache in her chest return from the harsh words Quinn had yelled at her the previous night.
Jarring herself out of her thoughts, Rachel used the hand towel to dry her face and ran her fingers through her long brunette hair before walking back to the bedroom to find some clothes. After she was dressed in a simple tank-top and sweatpants, Rachel slowly made her way out of the bedroom and into the open living area.
"Hey," Rachel said as she approached her girlfriend, who was standing in front of the counter in the tiny kitchen area, two large plates full of different kinds of breakfast foods from room service next to her.
Quinn's mind had been racing all morning about her relationship with Rachel and her thoughts were everywhere except on what she was doing at the kitchen counter. She didn't realize that Rachel had walked in until the singer's voice abruptly shook her out of her trance; startling her and causing her to accidentally cut her finger on the knife she was using to chop up strawberries to top the pancakes. "Shit!" Quinn quickly dropped the knife and grimaced as she clutched her bleeding finger.
"Let me see!" Rachel exclaimed worriedly as she hurried over to her girlfriend.
"It's nothing," Quinn said anxiously, turning away from Rachel to turn on the sink. She was an emotional wreck and despite being in Rachel's arms all night, she wasn't able to get a restful sleep.
"You're shaking," Rachel said softly, taking Quinn's hand.
"It's nothing… no more than I deserve. I should have been paying more attention," she said in a whisper, her eyes conflicted and brimming with tears.
Rachel helped to guide the injured finger under the running cold water, rinsing off the blood. "You can be a little absent minded sometimes," Rachel teased, giving her a half-smile and a wink, trying to diffuse the tension between them.
"It seems like I've been taking a lot for granted lately, too much in fact," Quinn breathed out. They stood just a few inches from one another as Rachel turned off the water. Quinn looked into loving brown eyes and brushed her free hand over Rachel's cheek. "Why were you out so late? Where did you go?"
Rachel's heart sank. She could see the hurt, regret and concern for their relationship in Quinn's eyes. "Let me bandage you up first and then we'll talk, okay?"
Quinn nodded and stood leaning against the kitchen counter as Rachel opened a cabinet and pulled out some anti-bacterial cream and a band-aid from the small first aid kit. For a moment, Quinn smiled and affectionately watched the brunette take such gentle care of her. Rachel always amazed her at how much she cared; even after everything that happened between them, Rachel was always taking care of her.
Rachel guided Quinn over to a chair at the table, where they sat awkwardly while Rachel attended to Quinn's finger. They were close enough that their knees were just touching, yet it felt as if they were a million miles away from each other.
Rachel closed her eyes, knowing that she had to respond to Quinn's question. She took a deep breath and then released it. In a soft tone she said, "I didn't come home right after the meet and greet last night because my heart felt… broken… and I… I just didn't have the physical or emotional strength to face you or to be with you right then."
Quinn swallowed thickly, her heart sped up when the singer said that she didn't want to come home to her. "Rachel, what happened last night… I was angry… and I was jealous." Quinn quickly wiped the tears rolling down her own cheeks. "I never meant to push you away. Never!"
Holding back her own tears, Rachel continued, frustration heavy in her voice, "But you did, Quinn! Do you understand that? I love you, so so much. I love you with all my heart and with all that I am, but… you hurt me in ways that I didn't think was even possible. You hurt me when you didn't believe me and didn't have any faith in me."
"I doubted myself," Quinn explained. "I doubted you. And I doubted us." She swallowed as her admission felt like it was killing her, as if it was literally tearing her heart out to say the words. "I don't want to feel this way… I don't want to live in fear of being tossed aside by some gorgeous model or a beautiful fan who will give you anything you wanted just so she could be with you. I hate feeling this way!"
"I am sorry, Quinn. I hate feeling like I've failed to show you and tell you how much you mean to me." Rachel lifted Quinn's chin so she could look into those beautiful hazel eyes. "I know we have issues. I know we have a lot stacked against us, but sweetheart, I love you with everything that I am. My heart is yours and will always be yours. I gave it to you the night Jaxon was conceived."
Quinn gave a watery smile, raising her thumb to wipe away Rachel's tears. She tentatively leaned in, not knowing if Rachel was okay with kissing her.
Rachel smiled as she quickly melded their lips together, savoring the soft and delicious taste of her one true love. The kiss was gentle and full of love. It didn't grow any deeper, that wasn't what the two women needed right then. They needed to feel their connection, their pure love for each other.
After a minute, Quinn pulled back and softly said, "When you didn't come back last night, I thought you were gone for good. I couldn't handle it, Rach. I couldn't function and I couldn't think." Tears fell hotly down her cheeks. "I didn't think you were coming back to me. And it tore me apart inside knowing that it was all my fault."
Rachel brushed Quinn's cheek with the pad of her thumb. "I came back because I want to believe in us. I want to believe with all my heart that you are in love with me and that you want us to be together. There will never be anyone else – there is only you and me. I don't want to be with any other woman, Quinn." She sat back slightly in her chair, wanting Quinn to know how serious she was about this as she said urgently, "Can you believe me, Quinn? Because if you can, I know we can face anything together and we can make us work. And despite what we've been through in the past, I know without a shadow of a doubt that I need you and I can't bear losing you." The singer's voice quivered, almost pleadingly, "Do you love me and do you want to be with me?"
Quinn nodded. "I love you so much, Rachel… I'm just so afraid that one of these days, I'm going to lose you… even if it's just to your music. I don't want to feel like I'm second place in your life," she admitted. "I love you so much and I can't bear to be without you."
"I promise you are not second place, Quinn," Rachel assured her, leaning back and cupping Quinn's face. She looked lovingly into those hypnotic hazel eyes. "You're stuck with me forever, Fabray. I love you with my whole heart."
Quinn leaned her forehead against Rachel's. "Show me," she whispered desperately. "Show me that you love me… Please."
A grin filled the singer's face. "It would be my pleasure," she murmured. Standing up from the table, she reached out and took Quinn's hand. Once the blonde was standing, Rachel captured her lips with her own.
Moments later Rachel groaned when a tongue was forced into her mouth. She gripped the blonde's hips, pulling her body flush against hers. When Quinn pulled away to catch her breath, Rachel changed focus and latched onto her exposed neck.
Quinn wound her fingers into long brunette hair as the singer sucked hard on her pulse point. Rachel's tongue slowly ran up to Quinn's ear and gently nipped her earlobe as she whispered, "I will love you forever, Quinn."
Quinn felt an abundance of love and her heart felt as if it would burst from the overwhelming feelings flooding her body. All that mattered at that moment was Rachel and their love for each other. Rachel continued kissing her passionately, like it was the first and last time that she would ever feel Quinn's soft lips against her own.
Rachel savored Quinn's taste, her touch, and she breathed her in. She wanted to immerse herself in her lover – to rid the doubt and fear inside Quinn and replace it with her unconditional love.
They kept kissing until they could no longer breathe and had to force themselves apart. Panting for air, their eyes reflecting their love, hunger and passion for one another.
Ignoring the wonderful smelling breakfast for now, Rachel took Quinn's hand and wordlessly led her the short distance to the bedroom. Next to the bed Rachel stopped and smiled at her girlfriend. "Hold on," she whispered as she placed a lingering kiss on Quinn's lips, before quickly rushing out of the room.
It took the blonde by surprise, but she didn't question it. And only seconds later, Rachel was back with her phone in her hand as she scrolled through her music. She clicked on the playlist labeled "Quinn" and pressed shuffle.
Quinn smiled at her girlfriend as the first notes of "All of Me" by John Legend filled the room.
The singer stepped in front of her lover and softly began to press a trail of wet kisses down her neck.
Quinn's head tilted to the side, causing her hair to move and expose her neck to her girlfriend's warm kisses.
Once Rachel reached the base of her neck, she continued down Quinn's torso. She reached down and tugged at the hem of the blonde's tank top, pulling it up. Quinn lifted her arms to help and then Rachel tossed it across the room and went back to placing kisses down her girlfriend's body. Over and around her breasts, paying special attention to the pert pink nipples, and then down to her abs, all the while keeping up the gentle caressing on Quinn's lower back as she massaged the tense muscles.
Rachel quickly removed her own shirt and moved behind the blonde, kissing her back, up her spine, across her shoulder blades and up her neck. Her hands followed the journey on Quinn's front and were now cupping and holding those firm breasts that she loved so much.
"You are so sexy, Quinn," Rachel husked into her lover's ear.
A shiver ran through Quinn's body and she arched into Rachel's touch, wanting the brunette to hold her tighter.
Rachel groaned with arousal when she felt Quinn's hands cover her own, urging her to squeeze the tender flesh. The brunette happily obliged. She pinched and kneaded dusky pink and quickly hardening nipples as she pressed her own bare chest against Quinn's back.
"Rach," Quinn whimpered, turning her neck slightly to catch Rachel's lips in a gentle kiss.
Quinn's lips were the softest Rachel had ever kissed. And the feeling of her moaning into her mouth had the brunette fighting herself, hoping that she could keep her raging libido in check and not grind against her girlfriend's lower back. She planned to take this slow. She wanted Quinn to feel her love in every way possible.
"You feel so good, Rach."
Rachel smirked against the back of her neck. She slowly moved back to Quinn's front and began sucking on a particularly sensitive area just underneath her jaw line. Quinn lifted a hand and brought Rachel's mouth back to hers for another kiss, biting down on her bottom lip.
Rachel's hips jerked forward from the sudden bite. She began kissing her way back down the goddess' body, hooking her thumbs into the sides of dark purple lace underwear and sleep shorts, slowly pulling them down as her lips trailed down long legs.
Quinn moaned, feeling the cool air hit her wet and overheated center. "You still have too many clothes on, Rach," she murmured, taking in the sight of her girlfriend kneeling on the ground in front of her.
Rachel looked up into her hazel eyes and grinned. Then she quickly pulled off her sweatpants and boxers.
Quinn's breath hitched as she watched Rachel's hard lady cock come into view. She would never get over how beautiful it was.
Rachel smiled at her girlfriend and gently helped her lay down on the bed, her head pressing into the pillow. Then the singer settled comfortingly on top of her lover.
"I love you," Quinn whispered against Rachel's mouth.
Rachel kissed Quinn's cheek. Then placed a soft, lingering kiss on her lips, before kissing her forehead, each of her eyes, and finally her nose. The blonde was mesmerized by her girlfriend's actions.
Rachel rested her left hand next to Quinn's head on the pillow as her other hand stroked down the expanse of her body, her nimble fingers dancing over her lover's toned abs.
"I love you," she mumbled into Quinn's collarbone, her fingers continuing down.
A moan fell from Quinn's mouth when she felt Rachel's fingers slip through her wet folds and teasing her entrance. She wanted Rachel to touch her right where she needed it.
Rachel moaned as her fingers slid easily inside Quinn's body. She carefully watched her girlfriend's face as she began thrusting in and out slowly.
Quinn's face was literally glowing. Her expression was soft and relaxed as she accepted the love Rachel was giving her. Her eyes slowly open and gazed up into bright chocolate eyes that radiated pure love and affection. She began to rock her hips forward, moaning when Rachel's thumb stroked over her sensitive clit.
But as soon as the pleasure began to deepen, it stopped, and Quinn felt empty again. She whimpered, her fingers dragging down Rachel's back as the brunette's lips moved down her neck with open-mouthed kisses. It's then that Quinn realized that she doesn't just want Rachel to make love to her; she needed it. Her entire body was throbbing, and she was aching for it. She needed Rachel to fill her completely.
"Rach," she whined, lifting her hips up, trying to find some friction to relieve the ache.
"What do you need, baby?" Rachel whispered, her hot breath tickling against Quinn's ear as she rubbed her hard erection through Quinn's wet folds. "How can I show you… prove to you… that my love is all-consuming and that it's only for you?"
Quinn shuddered as she dug her nails into Rachel's back. "Make…" she paused, suddenly bringing her hands up to Rachel's neck to direct the singer's face toward her. She looked deep into Rachel's eyes, and Rachel could see tears pooling in hazel. "I need you to make love to me with everything you have," Quinn breathed out.
The brunette nodded and her gaze flickered down to her lover's lips. She closed her eyes before lowering her head and pressing their lips together.
It was hot, and it was slow and full of passion.
Rachel pushed her throbbing lady cock deep inside her lover's body, all the way to the hilt.
Quinn's moan was low and sultry. Rachel was completely filling her, making her whole.
Rachel began to thrust her hips and she could feel her member pushing against Quinn's inner walls, stroking every sensitive spot just the way Quinn liked it. And Quinn was so wet for her and so tight that the singer thought she might explode too soon. But she held off. This was not for her, it was for Quinn.
Rachel lifted Quinn's leg up, making it possible for her to go even deeper inside her lover.
Feeling the added depth, Quinn bit her lip to stop from screaming Rachel's name. But Rachel was going slow, and Quinn's whole body was on fire with just how good Rachel was making her feel.
Quinn's arousal coated Rachel's penis as she pulled out slowly then pushed back in harder. Small, sharp gasps escaped Quinn's mouth as her fingers ran from the bottom of Rachel's back, up to her shoulders, and then back down her spine again, leaving red lines in her wake. She caught sight of a tattoo of two music notes on Rachel's shoulder, and if anything, it turned her on more. She had always had a weakness for the brunette's tattoos, especially the one on her left forearm.
Quinn bit back a moan when Rachel hit a particularly sensitive spot, and the brunette's breath was still hot and heavy against her neck. She was panting and groaning above Quinn, her hard nipples running over Quinn's equally as hard nipples and causing electricity to spike inside them.
They lost count of how many songs have played already. But when "Without You" by David Guetta comes on, the two can't stop the moans pouring from their mouths at the effect the song was having on them both.
Quinn's legs wrapped tightly around Rachel's lower back and she pulled the diva down so there was no space between them. It was just the two of them pressed tightly together.
Rachel's body jerked, but she still managed to carry on thrusting into Quinn; still slow and steady, but enough to bring her lover to the brink of an orgasm. The blonde was panting, breathing out incoherent obscenities as Rachel's cock buried deep inside her again and again. There was a thin sheet of sweat covering both their bodies as they moved together, moaning out words of praise and love.
The brunette lifted her head up so she could look at Quinn. The blonde's eyes were closed tight and her mouth was forming an 'o' shape. Rachel almost came at the sight of Quinn unraveling beneath her like that. But then Quinn opened her eyes and Rachel could see just how dark and dilated they were; just how turned on she was.
She pressed their foreheads together, driving deep inside of Quinn, angling her hips in order to hit the specific spots she knew her lover loved the most. Then Quinn grabbed Rachel's ass, her fingernails latched on as she helped her girlfriend thrust into her, her own hips moving up and in perfect sync with Rachel's. Their breaths mingle and they bring their bodies closer to each other, until Quinn could feel the ever so familiar feeling of her stomach coiling.
Rachel, sensing Quinn's release, began pounding hard, her hips slamming against her lover's. She kissed Quinn with everything she had, thrusting her tongue inside her mouth so Quinn could taste her.
Suddenly, Quinn's back arched off the bed and her eyes squeezed shut as the brunette continued to ravish her body. Rachel could just barely make out a "fucking shit" from the blonde. She kept their mouths pressed together as Quinn dissolved into the pleasure.
Rachel could feel herself nearing the edge. She helped Quinn ride out her waves of pleasure, but she didn't stop her thrusting. Her hands brace themselves beside Quinn's shoulders as she pounded herself ruthlessly into her girlfriend.
Recuperating from her mind-blowing orgasm, Quinn realized that the brunette hadn't come yet.
Rachel's brow was furrowed with concentration, her eyes firmly shut, her teeth biting her bottom lip. The friction was almost too much for Rachel, but she still hadn't reached her orgasm.
But then Quinn pulled Rachel in by the back of her neck, until her breath was hot against the singer's ear. "Come for me, baby," she whispered, seduction heavy in her voice.
And with those words, coupled with Quinn's hot breath on her skin, Rachel squeezed her eyes shut tighter and buried her head in Quinn's neck, finally reaching her orgasm. It seemed to tear through her body, and she could almost see the explosions behind her eyelids as her thrusts became erratic. She kept muttering "fuck" repeatedly as she shot ropes of cum inside Quinn.
It took a few minutes for both of them to eventually catch their breath again. The brunette collapsed on top of Quinn, their bodies covered in sweat.
They were still breathing heavily when Quinn started to run her fingers through Rachel's hair. Rachel found Quinn's other hand and laced their fingers together.
Neither of them seemed to speak for what felt like hours. They just stayed there, their bodies entwined, with Rachel's head resting on Quinn's chest as the blonde occasionally placed a gentle kiss on her hairline. They had broken through yet another one of their many walls and had become closer and more emotionally connected, just from this one act.
They stayed in silence, relishing in the moment for as long as they could.
After a time, Quinn's body began to thrum again. She blamed it on Rachel since the singer was still on top of her, their body pressed together deliciously.
Rachel felt her girlfriend's body begin to wiggle and she instantly knew what Quinn wanted. More like, she knew exactly where Quinn wanted her – on her back. So with a kiss to Quinn's temple, she flipped them over.
Quinn grinned down at her lover. "You know me too well," she laughed as she got comfortable straddling Rachel's hips. She leaned down over Rachel's torso and took her wrists and brought them above her head, pressing them down into the mattress. Quinn could feel her lover's excitement harden against her; and every time Rachel moved, it caused her to rub against the blonde's core, which only fueled Quinn's desire further. Quinn leaned into Rachel more, ensuring that she maintained pressure on the brunette's wrists; her breasts pressed firmly against Rachel's. Relishing the contact, she slowly rubbed her wet slit against the singer's six-pack abs, knowing that the friction was causing both of their nipples to harden, but more importantly, knowing that the brunette would be able to feel her. She grinned slyly, enjoying teasing her lover, before she captured Rachel's lower lip with her teeth; nibbling and sucking on it.
They both needed this, hungered for this. After their huge fight and the emotional havoc caused by it, plus their fear of losing one another, they needed to re-connect. They needed to have sex – lots of sex!
Rachel and Quinn devoured each other, their mouths clashing hard as they kissed hungrily. The desire in the air was thick with sexual energy.
Quinn so desperately wanted to stroke Rachel. The thought of having her hands on Rachel's cock was such an incredible turn on, but she opted to very slowly grind her center against the lady cock as she continued to ravage Rachel's soft lips, her hands still holding Rachel's firmly above her head. The combination of her movements and Rachel's tongue in her mouth made her so incredibly wet, but more importantly, it created the desired effect Quinn was going for - a very large and hard Rachel boner.
"Quinn, please!" Rachel growled out as she pulled her mouth away from Quinn's and looked directly into her hazel eyes. "All I want right now is to be inside you!"
Quinn maintained eye contact and in a low, sultry voice said, "You best hold on then, Rach, because I'm going to take you for quite a ride."
Rachel grinned back at her. "I will hold you to that promise, babe."
Quinn's hands let go of Rachel's and quickly grasped and stroked the fully hard member, her touch eliciting a groan from the brunette which caused the heat between Quinn's thighs to intensify.
Rachel closed her eyes and threw her head back, a loud moan escaping her lips. Her body ached into Quinn. She gripped Quinn's hips and guided her dripping sex to where she needed it most. And as Quinn slowly impaled herself onto Rachel, both women groaned with the incredible sensations exploding in their bodies.
Mouths met, tongues fought, pushed and sucked. Teeth clashed against each other and the sounds in the room growing in intensity.
Quinn lifted her hips, then slammed them back down onto Rachel, moaning at the fullness inside her. "Feel how wet you make me, Rach?" she asked in a bated breath.
"Y-Yeah," Rachel managed to gasp out. She watched as Quinn's bare sex moved up and down, coating her member with her juices. It was so intoxicating. She loved the slow lovemaking she and Quinn would have together like earlier, but there was definitely something to say about feisty and hard sex with the blonde.
"You feel so good inside me, Rach. So good. So deep," Quinn gasped. "Oh, baby… I'm already so close…"
That was good news for Rachel, because she knew she couldn't last much longer.
After a few more minutes, Rachel had to make a decision – she knew Quinn wanted to be on top, but the singer was seriously about to explode. 'She'll get over it,' the diva thought to herself as she flipped them over and was now lying between Quinn's legs, pressing the blonde into the mattress.
"Oh shit, Rachel! Right there!" Quinn called out, not seeming to care that she was now on the bottom.
The brunette rose up, hands braced on either side of Quinn's head and began to pump harder and faster into her lover's heated center. Their eyes blazed with lust, desire and love. Their bodies drenched with sweat.
Quinn could feel herself hurtling quickly to another very hard orgasm as Rachel began pounding into her with a reckless abandon. She closed her eyes and gave in to the sensations, screaming as she flew off the edge into ecstasy.
Feeling Quinn's walls clench tight and trap her inside, Rachel cried out, "You're so… You're so tight…!" her words were cut off by the overwhelming need to cum, to prove to Quinn that she would always belong to her.
Quinn moaned as she began coming down from her orgasm. She leaned up and kissed the brunette for all she was worth as Rachel's strokes began to be even harder and faster and more erratic than before.
White lights flashed behind Rachel's eyelids as she screamed Quinn's name over and over as she shot rope after rope of cum inside Quinn's hot center for the second time that night.
Quinn's eyes widened as Rachel's orgasm propelled her into her third, much harder and longer, orgasm. Rachel's name echoed around the room until Quinn's voice was hoarse.
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A/N - Yeah… lots of smut…