A/N: Okay everyone here is what you guys have been for, Santana and Rachel's first time. But not before a huge surprise. This is a long chapter, but I feel like you guys deserve this. So please read and review. Until Next Time Please Enjoy.
Chapter 11
~ Rachel's P.O.V ~
As I sit here at my desk thinking of a plan to get my brother away from my fathers, I could help be realize how unfit they actually are. They aren't fit to raise him, hell they didn't even raise me and another fucking thing, how dare they not even tell me I had a brother. How fucked up is that? Santana comes in and kiss me on the lips, then sits on my bed effectively pulling me from my thoughts.
"So, what are you doing?" Santana asked.
"Trying to come up with a plan to get my brother."
"Rae we were supposed to do that together. Why wouldn't you tell me you started?" Santana asked annoyed.
"Because you were busy setting up Kurt. Besides, I'm not even that far in, so chill."
"Chill? Really, Rachel, you and I are in this shit together and how are you not even seeing how wrong this is. We are supposed to get married and run the family. I can't have you doing sneaky shit like this that could get you killed."
"First of all, you need to relax, it's not that deep. I'm sorry I started without you. It's just an outline. You're acting as if I wrote the entire plan, presented it to Tony, then begin the mission without you. I wouldn't do that to you. You are my wife and you should know who much of an organized freak I am by now. Listen, if I knew it would upset you this much, I would have waited. I honestly just wanted to get the outline started as our basis. But I'm sorry."
"I'm sorry too, I overreacted, I know you wouldn't do that." Santana looked at the plain and added a few things. After a few hours of planning and making sure we had a plan A, B and C. Hopefully we won't need Plan B and C.
"Okay so let's tell Tony we're ready."
"You ready for this? It's our first mission together and if need be, can you kill your fathers?" I looked at her with cold eyes, because yes I can. The men formally known as my fathers aren't the men I grew up with.
"Yes." I said with no emotion.
"Really?"
"If your life is at risk, you better believe your ass, I'll shoot them quick. You're my wife and my top priority, not because it's in the contract I signed, but because you're mine and I protect what's mine." Santana pushes down on the bed and started kissing me.
"I love it when you show me how's in charge you are. It's gets me so hot." Santana whispers in my ear. She's getting hard, I can feel it as she's grinding on me.
"Baby stop... We can't...Your dad...Cameras." I said trying not to moan, but damn she feels good. Santana finally got off me.
"This isn't fair!" Santana groaned.
"I know baby, but we are so busy with the planning my brothers rescue, being nervous about Q and B joining or being killed, killing Kurt and Finn. It's too much and plus there are cameras all over this house! But by the time we're done with everything, it will be time for our wedding." Damn, that is a lot we got to do.
"Which we haven't planned." Santana said, laying her head on my shoulder.
"Okay so I have some ideas hear me out, please." Me being me, of course I already planned my wedding down to the last bit. I hope she isn't mad.
"Okay go ahead."
"Small wedding... Are you okay with that?"
"Yes, and I promise to make it the wedding of your dreams."
"So, our wedding will have a guest list of 50 people. I figured I would have 4 bridesmaids Quinn, Brittany, Sunshine and Kitty with Brittany as my maid of honor. You have 4 also, but with your boys. I thought that maybe you would choose Noah, Jake, Ryder and Mike with Noah as your best man. You would wear a black tux with a red tie and your boys wearing similar tuxes. I will have a white dress and my bridesmaids will wear red. I want Lone-Star to perform at the reception. We can vegan stuff for me and chicken or steak for you and the guest. I want you to sing 'all of me' as I'm walking down the aisle being escorted by Tony. It has to be at the Plaza and during Christmas time because that's when NY gets a blanket of snow, it makes it look so beautiful. I called ahead and found out they have December 23rd at 5:30 available, which would be perfect because the sun sets at 6:03pm. I would like a ring from Tiffany's please..." Santana kissed me to finally get me to stop talking.
"Baby you have to slow down and breathe. We have a lot of time to plan this and it will be perfect, I assure you. I have a plan for the bachelor and bachelorette parties. I want to send you and your girls to the Four Seasons Resort and Spa for 3 days and I'll be at home with the boys Barbecuing, smoking cigars, drinking beer and watching football. Of course, playing poker or pool."
"No strippers!" I shout.
"I promise." Santana agrees.
"I'm serious! I know how Noah is."
"I know, but I promise no strippers. If he does it bring them, I will escort them to the door and I'll personally kick Puck's ass." Santana tells me.
"Okay."
"You pretty much have all the plans for the wedding down."
"Yeah, are you mad?"
"No, I'm glad. I was panicking because it's so much to do."
"Perfect okay, let me finish."
"Okay continue."
"So, there will be pink, red, and sunset orange flowers everywhere. My bouquet will be made of the red roses with one being pinned to your suit jacket and the boys. Shelby will get ordained and marry us. At least I'm hoping I haven't asked her yet. Our honeymoon we will be going... Actually, I have a few places. Do you want to go somewhere hot or cold?" I prefer cold weather.
"Warm place actually." Damnit okay warm it is then.
"Okay we can go to Hawaii, Rome, France, Brazil or The Bahamas oh or Australia."
"I think I would want us to go to Hawaii. I don't think I want to leave the states."
"Really because I want to go to Rome or France."
"What are we going to do then?" Santana asked.
"How about we do both? We go to Hawaii first spend a week and the second week we spend in France." I suggested.
"I like that idea, let's do it." I opened my laptop, went to my already opened web pages and purchase our tickets for December 24-29 From New York to Hawaii. Then from Hawaii to Paris, France, December 30th - January 4th. Then back home.
"Okay just brought our tickets. First class, of course."
"Did you reserve the space at the Plaza?" I looked down.
"Yes, I did. I couldn't let anyone take the spot. It was too perfect."
"Relax it's cool, I'm glad you did. I would hate for you to call now and it be gone, and your heart gets broken."
"I love you." I said for the first time. I looked at her and she was in shock.
"You do really?"
"Yes, I do." She kissed me slowly, pushing me down and moving my laptop. She straddled my hips and I placed my hand on her lower back. As we slowly made out. Santana pulled away from me and said,
"I love you too Rae." We continued to kiss when I felt Santana's hand go under my shirt and touch my bra covered breast. I had to stop her.
"Baby, we have to stop, you know how bad I want you. But we can't have sex in the house with cameras everywhere."
"I need you right now, so we have to do something, I cannot go another day."
"What do you want me to do book us a hotel for the night?" I said being funny and I saw the look in her eyes, and it was of pure lust.
"Yes, that's exactly what I want you to do, like right now!"
"Baby?"
"Rachel please I need you, you have no idea how horny I am right now. In a minute I'm about to say fuck these cameras and take you right now and deal with the consequences later." To be honest, I'm horny as hell too. But it's 10:30 at night, it makes no sense to get a room so late.
"How about I get us a room for tomorrow night?"
"Why not now?"
"Because it's almost 11 at night and we have school in the morning. Just wait until tomorrow, it's Friday. After our glee club meeting, we could go straight there. Have some dinner first, then I will gladly make love to you all night long."
"Okay tomorrow." She got off me and I grabbed my laptop and booked us a room at the Holiday Inn Hotel for tomorrow.
"How much was it?"
"$274.89."
"Cool I can't wait."
"Me either."
"I'm not going to school tomorrow."
"Why?"
"I have too much to do. I have to go to Victoria's Secret and get a few things, I want to get my nails and feet done, pick up some condoms and stuff." Santana said.
"Okay, I'm going though. I'll let you know how it goes."
"Okay cool."
~ The Next Day ~
~ Santana's P.O.V ~
~ Flashback to Earlier at the Mall ~
As I walk through the mall with my bags in my hand, this lady approaches me and calls me by my name as if knew her, so I stopped and listened to what she had to say for a moment. Might be one of papi's friends or spies.
"Santana wow look how big you've gotten. You must be what 17 now?" The lady asked. Who the hell is this lady and how does she know how old I am?
"Who are you? I don't think I've ever met you before. Are you a friend of my father's or something?"
"I'm your mom, I know I've been gone for all of your life and that's not my fault. Can we go somewhere and talk?" This bitch is nuts if she thinks I'm going anywhere with her.
"Talk about what? You're not my mother. My mother died when I was three years old or maybe four, but I don't quite remember."
"Santana, I am your mother. I didn't die when you were three, I was supposed to die. Can we please go somewhere and talk, and I will explain everything to you?" This couldn't be... It can't be ... Mom?
"Fine, let's go." I said, okay, I need to hear this.
"Where are we going?"
"I know a place, follow me to my car, and if you try anything, I will kill you!" I told the lady, I'm trying to not to get my hopes up. This could be a trap or something. My mom's been gone for a long time.
"I won't try anything, I promise. I just want to talk in private with my daughter, that's all."
"We'll see, let's go." The lady gets into my car and I drive us to my daughter, an old warehouse on Pier 39. That's an auto shop, Noah's dad owned. We went to the office and set down and talked.
"Okay talk." I said, getting annoyed.
"Fine, what did your dad tell you?" The lady asked.
"No, first I need proof that you're my mother." I told her.
"My name is Sophie Lopez, I gave birth to you June 15, 2003 at 10:51 am. It was a hot day; I was in labor with you for 12 hours. You were born Dominic Antonio Lopez Jr. because we thought you were a boy until many tests were run and we discovered you were an intersex baby girl with male genitalia. Your father is Dominic Lopez. His whole family are assassins. I married him before I knew and once, I found out I didn't want to be a part of that life. Now can you please tell me he told you about me." This is crazy. How is my mother standing here in front of me?
"What was the one thing I loved the most as a kid." I asked and it was my teddy bear named bear-bear. What give me a break I was 3 years old.
"It was a stuff white teddy bear that you called bear-bear." I got up from the desk and went to hug her. I cried in her arms, then I remembered she hated me, she tried to kill me. I instantly let go of her and wiped my face.
"Please don't make me kill you mom, please be wrong, be remorseful, apologize for trying to kill me, tell me you love me mom... Please." I said in my head literally begging her not to be the person I was told she was.
"Are you okay? You seem to be in deep thought?"
"So, papi told me you felt like I was an abomination, a sin and that I needed to be saved. So, when he came home one day, he saw you coming at me with scissors, I ran into him and fell. Then I went outside with my auntie and I was looking at something on her phone. Then I never saw you again. I missed you every day. It wasn't until I was like 14 or 15 that I finally knew the truth. You really thought I was in abomination?" My mother had the strangest look on her face. It was a look of confusion and utter heartbreak.
"Oh, my God no, I would never ever think you were an abomination honey. I'm not one of those Bible thumpers. I had my fair experiences with women, I actually preferred them to man. But then I met your father, fell in love with him, and then I had you. The very minute I saw you, I instantly fell in love with you. Ask yourself this question, Santana. If I didn't want you as my daughter because you had a penis, why wouldn't I just put you up for adoption when you were a baby? Why would I wait until you were three or four to cut your penis off, why would I do that? That doesn't make any sense logically." She has a point.
"My dad said that you tried so hard to be understanding, accepting of my abnormalities."
"That's a lie, would you like to know the real reason your father tried to kill me?"
"Yes."
"First and foremost, I love every hair on your head. You were my greatest accomplishment. I was not then, nor am I now ashamed of you. But the truth is your father tried to kill me, yes what he told you was the truth, I wasn't coming after you with scissors to cut off your penis. You wrapped yourself up in the extension cord I was packing. I was packing up our stuff because I was planning on taking you away from your father and his dangerous family. I see you all wrapped up and I grabbed the scissors to cut the cord off you. When I did, the door opened and you ran to your father, because he's your papi, not because I scared you.
Again like I said I've always known he was this big crime lord and assassin which I didn't have a problem with, but after years of this shit and people always wanting to take his spot, and to get his spot, your papi would have to die. When people want to kill you, they don't just kill you; they kill your family and pretty much anyone that knew you.
After several people tried to kill your father only to end up dead themselves. Also, not to mention I felt like there were so many people under your papi at the time that was not trustworthy. I felt like their loyalty could be brought if that makes sense.
So, I told myself, although I loved your father with all my heart, I couldn't stay there anymore. I was not going to watch as all the people I loved got ripped away from me. But there was no way I could leave you. So, I was packing up our stuff and I was rolled in the suitcases into the living room when your father came in. He told his sister to come and get you; she was outside, and that's when we had this huge argument.
He told me that there was only one way I was leaving and that was in a body bag. I begged him to leave the family and come with us. He told me no. He told me that his family meant everything to him and at that moment I realized it wasn't me and you he was speaking of. He was speaking of his assassin family.
So, he pulled out a gun and he pointed it at my head, and he said I wasn't leaving the house breathing and how dare I try to steal his daughter from him. I could not believe what was happening. I looked in his eyes and I couldn't even see the man that I fell in love with anymore.
I told him I'm not leaving without my daughter. I told him that he wasn't going to shoot me. He told me he was the one with the gun so how can I be so confident. I told him again that he wasn't going to shoot me. That we've been together for 15 years. How could he possibly shoot the woman that had his back for 15 years? That loved him from when he was a dime bag hustler to the top as king. He told me the moment I tried to steal his daughter and he kept saying my daughter as if you weren't my daughter. He said the moment I tried to steal his daughter was the moment I became one of those lying, thieving bitches that would steal from anyone and those bitches were expendable to him. So, I told him if that's how he truly felt, to pull the trigger and he did.
He shot me. I was in a coma for 10 years. Somehow my medical bills have been paid. I knew it wasn't your father because why would he pay to keep me alive, if he was the one that tried to kill me. I never knew who kept paying my medical bills, but when I find them, I want to thank them because they are the reason I am standing, well sitting here with you today.
I woke up 10 years later with absolutely no memory of who I was, who my family was… Nothing. It was like I was a blank canvas. I met this woman named Chelsea she had just lost her wife. We met at the hospital; I had to keep coming back for checkups after they released me, but just talking to Chelsea every visit, I finally got her number to talk when I wasn't at the hospital. Every time we talked, she made me feel like I wasn't a freak. I was told I was shot in the head, but I never knew how or why. I mean, was it a robbery? Was it a home invasion gone wrong? What was it? I never could understand and killed me not being able to remember anything.
I started dating Chelsea a year after we met. We got close, very close, and I fell in love with her. To further drive my point home, and why am telling you about Chelsea is because Chelsea was also born with a penis. I have been dating her for four years. We have a little girl and a little boy together. We are getting married next year. Santana, I am so pissed because I missed so much of your life." Wow, what the hell? Why would my papi lie to me? I'm so confused.
"When did you get your memory back?"
"I got my memory back one day, I saw you walking with a girl with blond hair. You guys were holding hands walking through the mall. I remember the blonde girl said Santana you have to be upfront about your feelings for Rachel. The moment I heard your voice, I knew oh yeah that's my daughter. Then all of those memories started coming back one by one. Then I just felt nothing but pure anger and hatred for what your father had done to me. That was a few years ago."
"Why didn't you ever reach out to me? You're telling me all of this stuff. This stuff about my dad, about you and about this woman Chelsea. But why didn't you come and get me? Why did you leave me?"
"Santana I never wanted to leave you. Did you not hear me tell you I wanted you to come with me? Your father tried to kill me, he literally shot me in the head for just trying to give you a better life outside of this hustling crime lord assassin shit.
I cannot just come and get you. He would've definitely killed me and made sure I was dead this time. It's sad, it's very sad. But my son and my daughter know about you. They know they have a very beautiful, unique sister. They know you have a penis. They know that you are no different than they are. I showed them videos of you I found on YouTube. It was of you and the glee club. I even seen the national show choir championship that you were in. You have such an amazing voice. That Rachel girl, I don't know if you guys are together, but she has an amazing voice as well, you guys together would probably make beautiful music together."
"Okay so let me get this straight you tried to remove me from a violent situation, and you were unsuccessful and my father tried to kill you, you were in a coma for 10 years, when you woke up you had no memory of anything, a year later you met this woman Chelsea or you started dating this woman Chelsea, and have been dating her for four years, she has a penis, and you two have kids together, you guys are getting married in a year, they know about me, and the reason you didn't reach out to me, when you got your memory back was because you were afraid that if my father found out, he would kill you and make sure you were dead is this all correct?"
"Yes."
"Okay thank you for telling me all of this, but I can just take you at your word. I really need some time to process this. Don't worry, I won't tell my dad who you are or that you're even alive. Tell me you're not staying in this state."
"Yeah, I live in Columbus."
"Please move out of Ohio, move to Connecticut or North Carolina or something."
"Why those places?"
"Because we have no business ties there. In fact, move to Connecticut, Hartford, Connecticut. I want you to find a small little town like in Gilmore girls. Oh, I know Washington Depot, CT, it's the actual town that Stars Hollow was inspired by. So, please move there and when you move send me a Facebook message not on my actual timeline but like an actual private message, you know how to do that right?"
"Yes, I'm not that old. Wait, did you just say we don't have business there?"
"Yes, so I joined the family business and so has Rachel. But I want to get to know you, my brother and my sister."
"Santana this isn't the life I wanted it for you and it's not the life I want for my other children. I'm sorry, but if this is your life, then you can't be a part of theirs."
"While I understand that. The only thing they will know is that I'm going to college and will study to be a doctor and my girlfriend will study to be a Broadway superstar."
"I'm confused."
"We understand, okay, we get it. Rachel and I know that the life that we lead is hard. But we also see that we can make our dreams come true and still honor our obligation to our family. So, what we're going to do, Rachel and I we will move to New York and we will become very successful in both businesses."
"Okay, you can be a part of their lives, but only if they see this side of you, the educated going to school to be a doctor and your girlfriend will be a Broadway superstar part. If at any chance they understand the other half of you or Rachel, you cannot see them again is that understood?"
"Yes 100%. It is exactly how we will play it when we have kids. The only side that our children will see is the side that my brother and sister will see. Neither my brother, my sister or my children will know what we do outside of who we are to them. You have my word."
"Why do we have to move?"
"Eventually I will tell my dad about you, what we talked about and when I do that, I don't want you anywhere near here. I don't want nothing to happen to you again. But until then I want you to move and I want you to only contact me on Facebook, okay? So, I need you to create another Facebook for my sister and start messaging me from there, but don't put any pictures of you on their Facebook. I don't know just find random pictures of people but make it look real. How old is my brother and sister?"
"They're 6 years old."
"So, you understand what to do."
"You just expect me to go home and pack up my stuff and move to Hartford, Connecticut?"
"No, Washington Depot, CT. I want you to be alive, that's why I want you to move. As soon as you go home today tell your fiancé you met me and that you have to move for my safety."
"She knows everything, so when I told her we have the move she'll understand."
"You can't tell anyone else, okay?"
"Got it."
"Now go ahead, you leave first. Remember to leave. Contact me on Facebook and say something like do you have today's notes for Mr. Cohens class. So, I know that it's you."
"Okay, I understand." With that said, I hugged my mom for the second time today and watched as she left. Speaking with her answered so many questions, but also left so many additional questions. Like, did my papi force me to join the family in case my mom came back? No, he thought she was dead. So maybe the protecting me part was the truth. So many questions. The first thing I need to do is get a drink. This has been one hell of a day. So, I stopped by Starbucks and got myself a drink before driving home to get ready for tonight. Rachel and I are going to finally make love and I for one cannot wait.
~ End of Flashback ~
~ Rachel's P.O.V ~
I went through the day as normal, went to glee, then came home, did my homework and got ready for tonight. Here it is 6:30 at night and I am ready to go. Suddenly Santana comes out looking like a complete knockout.
"You look so beautiful, San." I tell her.
"Thank you, you look good as well." Santana said, biting her lower lip. She knows what that does to me.
We left for the restaurant, had a great dinner, now we are going to watch a movie, then maybe walk around a bit. The movie was cool, although my mind kept wondering to when we have sex later night. I am a little nervous, but hey, I know it will be perfect. It was getting late, so we made our way to the hotel. When Santana pulled up about 15 minutes later, my nervousness shot into overdrive. Santana got out the car once she parked it and turned off the engine and opened the door for me, then locked up the car. It was now or never.
Santana and I walked into the Holiday Inn Hotel and walked up to the receptionist desk.
"Good evening and welcome to the Holiday Inn Hotel, are you checking in?"
"Yes, it's under Santana Lopez."
"Ahh yes Ms. Lopez, here you are, room 3112 3rd floor. Elevators are on your left."
"Thanks, is everything set?" Santana asked, taking the keys and signing the slip, then returning it back to the lady.
"Yes, Ms. Lopez, everything is exactly how you requested." The guy said. I looked surprised she must have set this all up when I was at school.
"Thank you." With that said, we walked over to the elevators and went to our room. Santana picked me up bridal style and opened the door to a breathtaking sight. Once in the room Santana shut the door with her foot. Then she put me down so I could take a better look.
I couldn't believe my eyes, there were beautiful red rose petals going from the front door to bed and some were even in the bed. I walked further into the room to see candles lit everywhere. The bathroom was open with rose petals leading towards this big jacuzzi size bathtub. I walked in and slipped my hand in the water; it was nice and hot with bubbles. There were a few candles lit around it.
I then walked out to see the balcony doors open as the gentle breeze flows through the room and what a beautiful view of the full moon and stars. Next to the bed was a bottle of apple cider cooling off in an ice bucket and a plate of chocolate-covered strawberries in the center of the bed. I was speechless. No one has ever done anything this beautiful for me before. I mean, Finn didn't even bother to clean his room the first time we had sex.
"Wow, baby… this is so perfect." I said in awe now, sitting on the nice soft bed.
"No, you're perfect." Santana said as she walked over to me.
"I'm not perfect." I said looking down and Santana raised my head up gently with her hand looking deep into my eyes.
"You're perfect for me, baby." I believed every word.
~ Santana's P.O.V ~
I said nothing else, I just slowly kissed her. It started off slowly, then it started getting hot and heavy. I laid her down on the bed and slowly undressed her, then myself. I picked up the strawberries and placed them on the nightstand. Rachel scooted to the middle of the bed. I started kissing her lips, down to her neck as but it a little. Then I started licking and kissing every inch of her body, starting with the collarbone on her left side, then I slowly moved down to her breast and took her left nipple in my mouth, licking around it, then gently sucking it.
"Mmm baby feels good." Rachel moans softly with her eyes closed. I smiled, then I licked around her right nipple and put it in my mouth and gently sucked it. While she moaned a bit more, I kissed down her perfect abs and I just had to lick them. I love her abs. I moved down to soaking wet pussy and I ran my tongue over her hard clit and licked around it. Then I flicked my tongue over it before finally taking it into my mouth and gently sucked on it while she grabs handfuls of my hair.
"Yes, Yes, Oh God Yes! Oh, Santana, please don't stop." Rachel lays back with her eyes closed, moaning rather loudly. I move my tongue deep inside her, moving it faster and faster. She now has my hair in a vice grip. I just continued to go to town on her, loving the way she taste and the way I'm making her moan and scream my name, it's music to my ears.
"OH, SANTANA BABY IM SO CLOSSSE…. HOLY SHIIITTTT." She screams and I go a little harder and faster in and out of her. She arches her back and locks her thighs around my neck as she screams my name…
"OH SANNNN." Her organism hits her like a title wave crashing on the beach and I removed my tongue just in time to see how beautiful she was as the orgasm continued to rip through her. Once she calmed down, I got off the bed and walked into the bathroom and washed my face and brush my teeth before putting some mouth wash in my mouth.
"That was amazing, baby."
"Thanks, I'm glad you enjoyed it, just as much I enjoyed you in the janitor's closet."
"I should have waited."
"No, you did the right thing. I was head strung on whopping Finn's ass that I couldn't see reason. I'm glad you did what you did, because that took my mind completely off of Finn and on to you and wondering how you are so good at this.
"To be honest, I watched some porn for research. I wanted to know what I was doing. Also, I didn't want to hurt you the first I do it." Rachel is so thoughtful, even though she is totally lying about the "research" part, it's still very sweet.
"Let's go enjoy our bath before it gets cold."
"Okay." Rachel and I walked over to the bathroom. I got in first, then she sat in front of me and we just relaxed.
"I'm so glad we can finally be intimate with each other. I know that was just oral sex, but you completely brew my mind.
"Just you wait, I'm about to make you feel even better."
"Can't wait."
"Let's go then."
"10 more minutes. This water feels wonderful in this enormous bathtub." Rachel says.
"Yes, it does and you're right, it's so big." I said looking around at how big the tub is.
"Yes, you are." I laughed as I smack Rachel's thighs slightly.
"I meant the tub crazy."
"I know what you meant."
"Okay."
"When do we check out?"
"Tomorrow morning at 7:00am. It's just enough time to drive home, shower and get ready for school. We might be a little late, but we will be there."
"Okay cool." Rachel said as we laid there relaxing for about 10 more minutes, when I can tell that Rachel was getting horny again. She was moving her ass on my dick.
"Baby…" I said but lose my ability to speak for a moment while she grinds on me some more.
"You know what I want now?" Rachel says seductively as she's gets out the tub and grabs a towel, she wraps it around her before grabbing my hand to help me out the tub. I wrap a towel around me as we walk to back to the bed. Rachel lays back down in the middle of the bed as I walk over to the balcony and closes the doors. I walk back to the bed, grab a condom from my wallet and slips it on. Then I got on top of her. Before I enter her, I ask,
"Are you ready?"
"Yes... More than ready, baby."
I ease myself inside and start to thrust in and out of Rachel nice and slow, and boy does she feel better than I could have ever dreamed. I couldn't help but think, damn, I could stay inside her forever and be totally fine with that.
"Damn baby, you feel so amazing." I said, biting my bottom lip as I went a little harder.
"Oh, so do you baby... Oh my God, yes!" Rachel breathlessly moaned as I moved a little faster. Never breaking eye contact with Rachel as I leaned down and kissed her lips.
"Yes, baby ohhhh, my God. That feels so good!" Rachel moans as I start to move my hips in a circular motion.
"I love you so much baby... My God, you amazing." I said hitting a sweet spot inside her and she goes crazy. I need to remember to hit that spot again.
"Oh, I love you too baby...Keep going please don't stop!" I hit that same spot again and again it's driving her crazy.
"Oh my God yes, yes, yes baby right there!" I continued at the same pace, making sure that I pouring as much love into every single trust. It wasn't about us finally having sex. It was more about making love to my soon to be wife for the first time. I wanted it to be special and it is.
"Keep going baby, I'm almost there! I want to ride you." Rachel moans as I pulled out and laid on my back as Rachel gets on top of me and eases herself down on my dick and I hold Rachel's hips, so she doesn't fall over.
"Oh my God, baby, I think riding you is my new favorite position." Rachel said, moving back and forward.
"Yeah me too." Rachel leans down and kisses me as I thrust into her a little faster from the bottom. Rachel sits back up and continues to ride me, she hangs her head back...Rachel's orgasm overtook her, and I just watched her in all her glory.
"God, you're so beautiful." I said moments before I burst inside her. I kept pumping slowly into her, trying to prolong our orgasms. I eventually came to a stop, pulled out of the Rachel as she laid next me breathing hard.
"Wow ... That was just wow!"
"Yeah!"
"How do you feel, baby?"
"Amazing ... I feel so amazing."
"Amazing, huh?"
"Don't I look amazing?"
"Ah, you look perfect!"
"I love you so much, baby."
"I love you more." With that said, I set the alarm to wake us up on time and then we both fell into a deep sleep. We will see what tomorrow brings, hopefully morning sex.
A/N: I hope you all enjoyed the sex scene. So, was anyone surprised that Santana's mother was alive? When you think Tony will find out? When do you think the wedding should be? What will happen next? What do you want to happen next? We are almost done with this story, and I can't thank you enough for riding with me on this journey. Please read and review. Until Next Time See You Later!