I just had to. -snick- Puck has to get his rocks off too, don't you think?
"Hey, Berry. We need to talk."
She knew this was coming, but still, seeing Noah walk towards her with an eyebrow raised made her incredibly nervous, especially considering what happened in the elevator the night before. She had plans to avoid him for the rest of the trip, but it seemed like he was making it absolutely impossible. And she knew that he was doing that on purpose.
But right now, there is no escape. She was on the way back to her room after swimming with Quinn, Brittany, Santana, and Finn for a little while. She's standing in the hallway with nobody around for her to pretend to have something urgent to discuss. At least she managed to avoid him for almost twenty-four hours. That had to count for something.
"Okay." She says with a nod, figuring she could play dumb.
Which is awfully hard to do when he walks right up to her and is seriously invading her personal bubble. She would take a step back, but she knows he'll just take one forward.
"What the hell happened last night?" he asks, his eyebrows raised expectantly.
Her mouth opens and closes like a fish for a few seconds before she somehow manages to remember how to speak. "I was in a vulnerable position because of my irrational fear of the dark, and you were comforting me like a gentleman until we got…carried away."
He has the gall to chuckle and she wants to hit him.
"Does Finn know?" he asks.
"No." she says. And it's her who steps closer this time. "And I'm not Quinn. I will be telling him as soon as we get home." She says seriously.
He snorts. "You think he'll be okay with it?"
"Well, of course not. But I'll explain the entire situation to him. He'll understand. Obviously, he'll be really mad, but he'll realize it was a stupid, stupid mistake that I have no intent to make again." She said, giving him a very pointed look.
He snorts again. "One hot mistake." He says.
"Your opinion on it is irrelevant." She says darkly.
"Is the fact that you kissed me first irrelevant too?" he asks.
She doesn't know what to say to that, but just then, an older man comes out of his room and he smiles at them as he walks down the hallway. Rachel sighs, knowing they can't discuss this here. She grabs Puck's wrist and quickly makes her way down the hallway and towards her room. Yes, her room. She refused to share because of her rigorous workout morning routine, which she followed each morning until this one.
She slides her card key in the door, and then turns the knob when the light turns green, practically shoving Puck in and locking it behind her.
She turns around and looks at him, her eyes sad. "I'm sorry I kissed you." She says.
"Sorry? Why be sorry?" he asks.
She shakes her head as she walks towards her dresser. She drops her towel on the floor as she picks some pajamas out. She doesn't notice him walking towards her until he's practically on top of her, his hot breath on her neck giving her goose bumps.
"Because…I'm with Finn." She says, gripping the edge of the short dresser.
"Finn can't make you as hot as I do…I know he can't." he says breathily into her ear, running a finger down her still damp skin. She shivers involuntarily. He smirks. "Told you."
"No! No, no, no!" Rachel says, turning around and pushing him back with one hand. "I've already told you that I'm…stupidly turned on by this whole bad boy image, but I will not, I repeat not, cheat on Finn with you…again." She sighs, putting her face in her hands.
"You look sexy in a bikini by the way." He says, eyeing her up and down.
Rachel blushes and looks down at her bathing suit. She's wearing purple boyshort bottoms with ruffles, and a purple top to match. She never thought it was sexy, just cute. She crosses her arms over her chest because she doesn't like that that's where Puck's eyes seemed to be glued to.
"Fine." He says with a shrug. "If we're apologizing…I'm sorry I finger fucked you until I made you scream." He smirks, leaning down closer to her face.
She blushes. "Do you always have to be so…crass?" she asks.
He shrugs. "I don't know. What does that even mean?"
She rolls her eyes and pushes past him. "Rude, blunt, forward, vulgar. In your case, very vulgar."
"It's what I do, baby."
"Don't call me baby." She says, turning around and pointing her finger at him threateningly. "I'm not your baby, Noah. What happened last night was a terrible mistake, and you should feel horrible that we did that to Finn!"
"Why? It's not like he talks to me anymore anyways." Noah shrugs.
"Because you had sex with his girlfriend and never told him!" she says, clearly exasperated.
"Well, let's say I'm shootin' for a perfect record." He says, advancing on her and causing her to back into the desk that has the mirror behind it. He likes that he can see her back and her front, so he leans down, putting his hand on either side of her on the desk, leaning close to her. "I bet you're already wet again." He says.
She licks her lips and swallows, an action he does not miss, and then she sits on the desk, scooting as far back as she can so that his lips aren't so close. "I just got out of the pool." she says in what is supposed to be a stern voice, but comes out as more of a breathy sigh.
Oh yeah, he definitely notices that too. His eyes trail down her torso and then to her legs, her knees on either side of his hips. He places his hands on her knees, brushing his thumb along the inside.
"What are you doing?" she asks him, her breathing uneven.
He smirks up at her before leaning down and placing soft kisses on the inside of her thighs, heading further and further up. She sighs softly as his hands push her legs open a bit. She knows that she's already wet because of him, and what he's doing right now is making her even wetter.
Especially when his hinds slide up to her ass and pull her hips closer so that her cunt is level with his mouth. She groans, her head tilting back as she feels his hot breath against her most forbidden parts. She hates that he's so fucking sexy and irresistible, but part of her rationalizes that they've already fooled around, so what's one more time?
He can smell chlorine and her arousal with his face this close to her nether regions and he uses one hand to brush against the purple fabric covering the part he wants the most to see. She shivers when he touches her and he figures that this means she's up for another round. He grins and pulls her bathing suit bottoms down and he about dies when she lifts her hips to make it easier for him. Quickly, before she has time to change her mind, he pulls it down and tosses it to the side.
He can't believe he's about to eat out Rachel fucking Berry. Oh, you better believe he's going to enjoy this.
Rachel groans as she realizes that she's no longer wearing her bathing suit bottom. And when Puck grabs her hips to pull her closer once again, her breath hitches in anticipation. When he sits in the desk chair and smirks up at her, she's not sure if she wants to slap him or climb into his lap and fuck him to death.
But any and all thoughts of causing him any harm are obliterated the second he runs his tongue up her slit. Her hips jerk forward and she gasps his name against her better judgment. Fuck better judgment.
"God, Noah," she sighs.
And if that's not an ego stroke, he's not sure what is.
Speaking of stroking, he's got a hard on that could cut diamonds. He has ever since she dropped her towel and he saw her perfect ass barely covered by her bathing suit bottom. He reaches down and unfastens his belt, pulling it off and tossing it…somewhere, he's not even sure where. Then he unbuttons and unzips his pants and pushes them down, sighing at the relief. (The hot breath on her makes Rachel gasp in delight.)
She glances down to see what he's doing and her heart nearly stops when she sees his erection straining against the fabric of his black boxers. She's even hotter now. She'd by lying if she said she didn't want to fuck him now. Knowing that she could affect him so much was a major turn on.
He notices her staring and he smirks, running his hand over the bulge with, biting his bottom lip. "Mmm…" he groans. "See what you do to me?" he asks her.
She doesn't answer. Instead, her eyes are glued to his hand and what he's doing to the large bulge underneath it. He smirks and pushes his boxers down far enough to pull his dick out and he nearly comes when she licks her lips like she's fucking starving.
He stands up so suddenly that the desk chair flops backwards, but he doesn't care. He wants to fuck her and he wants to do it now. He pulls her to the edge of the desk and rubs himself against her, making them both groan loudly.
"I want you so bad right now, Berry." He groans, feeling her wetness on his cock.
Her response is a groan as she bites her lip. He kisses her neck and shoulder, leaving a small hickey next to the strap of her bikini top. Marking her makes him want her even more.
"Can I have you?" he asks, reaching down and sliding a finger inside her. She bucks her hips and nods, her head moving up and down as fast as she can make it move. "Say it." He orders.
"Noah, please." She groans. "Take me." She sighs softly and he groans before positioning himself at her entrance and sliding in.
"Fuck!" he groans while she arches her back and moans his name loudly.
Condom, something in his brain says. Condom. He can't go any further without one. He won't make that mistake again. He pulls back out of her and reaches down for his jeans. He grabs his wallet and practically tears it open in his haste to get to the damn condom. He finally gets it and tears the package open, sliding over his dick with a groan.
"Noah," Rachel groans impatiently and he doesn't even have the will to tease her.
He slams into her, holding her hips still, and her scream of pleasure goes right to his dick. He's swearing as he thrusts in and out of her and he can't believe how fucking tight she is. Well, he can because she's only ever had sex with Finn, but still. He wishes he could go bareback and feel her around him for real, but it's not worth making the same mistake as last year.
"So fuckin' hot." He groans into her ear.
She wraps her legs around his hips, pulling him closer to her and he can't believe he didn't try harder to fuck her when they dated. If he'd known she'd feel so fucking amazing, he certainly would have. He grunts as he thrusts in and out of her, delighting in her little groans and mews of appreciation.
"Noah! I'm get- I-" she mumbles incoherently. She's getting close. He speeds up, holding her hips as close to him as he can as he fucks her. This time, the lights are on and he wants to watch her as she falls apart. This time, his dick is inside her and he's really going to feel it. "Yes! Oh, Noah, yes!" she screams.
With her screaming his name like that, and her cunt tightening up around his cock, he can't not unload. "Fuck, Rachel!" he grunts as he comes, both of them shuddering violently as they ride out their orgasms.
He leans heavily against the desk, still resting inside of her with her legs around his hips, and she leans against him, wrapping her arms around his neck as they pant together for a few minutes.
"That was-" she begins.
"Fuckin' amazing." He finishes before she can start freaking out about her duty to Finn or what the fuck ever.
She doesn't disagree. "I should…shower." She says before pushing him away, making them both sigh as he slips out of her.
Before he can say anything, she's darting into the bathroom and he hears the lock click followed by the shower turning on.
Half of him wants to wait for her to come out, dripping wet, to repeat it all over again. He runs his hand over his head before he pulls the condom off, ties it, and tosses it into a small trash can next to the desk. He pulls his boxers on, followed by his jeans, and then his belt. He finds a pad of paper and a pen and writes her a note, which he sticks to her discarded bathing suit bottoms:
You ever want to come like that again, you know where to find me.