Author's Note: Over 500 reviews! Wow! Thank you so much! Anyway, this is the chapter that you've all been waiting for, so please enjoy! This chapter title comes from "Stay with You" by the Goo Goo Dolls.

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"Here, Berry." Santana pulled the hem of her skirt up and removed the flask she had hidden under there on a garter. She handed it to her petite friend and nodded her head encouragingly. "You look like you need this."

Rachel took the flask from Santana and took a quick swig of it. She coughed when she swallowed and looked over at Santana, who was smirking. "Santana, what is that?"

"Tequila, of course. Do you really think I would use vodka at a time like this? And besides, tequila turns me into a better fighter. As soon as this wedding is over, I'm kicking that little bitch's ass."

Both Puck and Santana had demanded to know the real reason for Rachel leaving the bachelorette party. They had both tag-teamed her until she finally relented and told them what Gwen said. From that point on, Santana refused to call Gwen anything other than "that bitch."

"Rachel! Rachel, where's my bouquet? I can't find my bouquet!" Quinn, who still wasn't in her dress yet, came running into the room Rachel and Santana had been getting ready in. Rachel quickly thrust the flask back at Santana and went towards her sister.

"Quinn, calm down," Rachel said soothingly. "I know exactly where your bouquet is. You, on the other hand, have to get your dress on. So let's go back to your room and finish getting ready."

"Good luck," Santana said with a snort.

But Quinn wasn't about to let Santana go without giving her something to do. "Santana, can you please go check and make sure that the ushers are seating everyone?" she asked.

Santana opened her mouth, a snarky retort on her lips, but Rachel whipped around to give her a look. Santana sighed before she said, "Of course, Quinn." As she was leaving, Rachel noticed her taking another swig from her flask.

"I'm freaking out a little bit, Rachel," Quinn said as they went into Quinn's room. "I'm really freaking out."

"Why?" Rachel questioned. "You want to marry Puck, right?"

"Of course! I just want this wedding to be perfect. It will be because I finally get to marry Puck, but I just want everything to go smoothly. And I want to make sure that Beth is going to be ready—"

"Mom is already taking care of her," Rachel interrupted. "Everything is going to be fine, Quinn. You just need to relax. We've spent almost the last year and a half planning this wedding, remember?"

"Right. Yes. Yes, we have," Quinn nodded her head and took a deep breath. She got into her dress and then looked at her reflection in the mirror. "I'm getting married. I'm really getting married today."

Rachel finally allowed herself to relax a little when she saw that her sister was no longer freaking out. She got Quinn's veil and placed it on top of her head. Quinn's dress was very classic and simple, with small straps and a full skirt. They both looked at their reflections in the mirror, bright smiles on their faces.

"Thank you so much for helping me, Rachel," Quinn said. "You're my sister, and I wouldn't have wanted anyone else to be my maid of honor. I couldn't have done this without you." She turned and hugged Rachel tightly.

Rachel almost felt like she was going to cry as she hugged her sister in return. "Quinn, you're making me cry!" Rachel exclaimed.

"Don't you dare cry, Rachel! Then I'll cry!" Quinn sniffled when she pulled away. "I mean it, Rachel. You were the biggest help and I'm so glad that you're my maid of honor."

"I'm glad that I got to be your maid of honor!"

Before the crying could commence, Shelby knocked on the door and peeked in, smiling when she saw her two daughters. She came to hug both of them and then they looked at their reflection in the mirror once again.

"My two girls," Shelby said. "My two beautiful girls. Quinn is getting married and Rachel helped with everything and this is just so wonderful. I can't believe how grown up you both are."

"No!" Rachel and Quinn exclaimed at the same time.

"Shelby, you can't cry!" Quinn continued.

"The makeup will be ruined and then we'll have to do it again and then we'll be behind schedule and we can't have that!" Rachel added.

Shelby nodded her head and squeezed their shoulders at the same time. She sniffled and straightened Quinn's veil before she said, "It's time, Quinn. Your father is waiting for you."

Rachel went and found Quinn's bouquet. She handed it to her before finding her own. Together, they all made their way out to the front and got in line. Rachel hugged both Russell and her mother before taking her place behind Santana.

Little Beth made her way down the aisle first, dropping rose petals as she went. Then Aubrey was first in the procession of the bridesmaids, followed by Gwen, Tiffany, and then Santana. Rachel made her way down the aisle next, walking in time with everyone else. As she went, she caught Finn's eye. He was standing next to Puck, looking completely and utterly handsome in his tuxedo. His lips tilted up in a grin when he saw her, and Rachel beamed at him in return.

The double doors at the end of the aisle opened, and Quinn made her way down the aisle with Russell. Quinn and Puck only had eyes for each other, and they took each other's hands once Quinn reached the end of the aisle.

Rachel didn't pay much attention during the ceremony; her eyes remained on Finn's for the majority of the time. He kept his eyes trained on her as well with that wonderful half smile on his face.

And then Puck and Quinn were being announced as husband and wife. They kissed as everyone cheered and applauded. Puck scooped Beth up into his arms as he and Quinn made their way back up the aisle.

The bridesmaids and the groomsmen paired off as they went back up the aisle as well. Finn and Rachel were the first couple to go back up together. Finn offered Rachel his arm and winked at her. She giggled as she took it. He squeezed her hand as they walked towards the doors together.

After, it was time for pictures. It was a beautiful day in late November, and it allowed for the pictures to be taken out in the garden. As directed by the photographer, Finn stood with his arms wrapped around Rachel. She leaned back against him, a wide smile on her face as the pictures were taken.

After the pictures with all of the wedding party, the groomsmen took pictures and then the bridesmaids posed for their photos. Quinn and Puck were getting their pictures taken while Finn and Rachel stood off to the side.

"You look so beautiful, Rachel," Finn said as he took her hand.

Rachel smiled and reached up to adjust the boutonniere Finn was wearing. "You look pretty handsome yourself, Finn." She really couldn't get over how fantastic he looked in his tuxedo. Her cheeks reddened a little when she realized that she was very excited for the slutty wedding sex.

Making sure that no one was watching, Finn leaned down and pressed a tender kiss to Rachel's lips. "Rachel, I couldn't take my eyes off of you when you were walking down the aisle." That half smile was lifting his lips, and his amber eyes were soft and loving as he gazed down at her. She knew that he really meant it.

Rachel had a sudden flash of what it would be like to walk down the aisle again—only this time, her dress was white and Finn was waiting for her. And the more she thought about it, the more she realized that it was exactly what she wanted. Her heart swelled and she took Finn's hand, lacing their fingers together. He grinned at her and she beamed up at him as both of them thought about their future together.

It wasn't long before the photographer announced they were finished. Rachel helped Quinn heard everyone into their proper limos (and she was glad that she had managed to escape being in one with Gwen and the other bridesmaids). Rachel and Finn sat next to each other in the limo with their thighs pressed together, sharing secret smiles the entire time.

It was just as beautiful as they all thought it would be. The decorations were perfect, the flowers were wonderful, and the table settings were just as it had been imagined. Finn put his hand on Rachel's back as they made their way in.

"Rach, this place looks amazing," he muttered.

"Quinn and Puck were in charge of everything. I just supervised from time to time," Rachel said. "But this place does look pretty amazing, doesn't it?"

Before Finn could answer, it was announced that Quinn and Puck were going to be entering the ballroom. Everyone went to their assigned tables and sat down. Thankfully, Rachel had managed to work it so that she was seated at a table with her fathers, Santana, Brittany, Kurt, and Blaine.

They didn't really have time for greetings as Puck and Quinn came into the room. Puck was still carrying Beth, and the little family was all wearing bright smiles as they took their seats at the front of the room.

Taking advantage of the fact that Santana and Kurt were arguing yet again, both Hiram and Leroy turned to Finn. They both had matching grins on their faces, and it made Finn shrink back.

Rachel took one look at her fathers and let out a groan. "Daddy! Papa! Please tell me that you're not actually doing this right now!"

"Doing what?" Hiram said. He winked at his husband before he turned back to his daughter. "We're not doing anything wrong, little star. We just wanted to talk to Finn for a little bit."

"I don't think there's anything to talk about," Rachel said. She tried to keep from being petulant, but she couldn't stop herself from pouting somewhat.

Under the table, Finn took her hand and rubbed his thumb over her knuckles. Over on the other side of the table, Santana caught his eye. When he nodded, Santana turned to keep Kurt distracted while Rachel's fathers began their interrogation.

"Oh, Rachel. I think that we'll have plenty to talk about," Leroy said. He reached over and patted Finn on the shoulder. "Isn't that right, son?"

Finn smiled. "Ask away, Mr. Berry."

Rachel squeezed Finn's hand in return. She soon realized that her fathers were just doing everything they could to mess with Finn. They actually thought that it was funny, but they meant well. She tried to hide the smile on her face as Finn calmly and confidently answered each question that Hiram and Leroy threw at him.

When there was a break in the questioning, Rachel murmured, "You're doing really well."

Finn snorted. "Are you kidding me? I'm freaking out."

"Well, I certainly can't tell." Rachel beamed at him and Finn finally relaxed and grinned. Hiram and Leroy went back to asking him questions about work, and Finn didn't seem as if he was worried anymore.

Soon, waiters came out and set their dinner in front of them. Finn smiled down at Rachel and when no one was looking, he lifted her hand to his lips and kissed the back of it. After dinner was served, the music started up once again and people flooded the dance floor, including Kurt, Blaine, Santana, and Brittany. So Finn and Rachel were free to sit there and whisper with each other as much as they wanted to.

Rachel turned to Finn and made her eyes go as wide as they possibly could. He caught sight of the look on her face and immediately shook his head. "No. No way, Rachel. There is absolutely no way that I'm going to dance."

"Please, Finn?" Rachel pleaded. "We'd have so much fun!"

Finn gave her an incredulous look. "Do you remember what happened the last time we were on the dance floor together?"

"Why yes, I do." Rachel leaned up to press her lips to his ear. She nibbled lightly on his earlobe before speaking. "And I believed that I promised you some slutty wedding sex."

Finn stared at Rachel with wide eyes, instantly going hard with her words. He was about to jump up and drag her onto the dance floor when someone else appeared in his line of vision. He frowned and heard Rachel let out an annoyed noise when they both realized who it was. Finn shifted a little and tried to make sure that his arousal was hidden from view.

"Hello, Finn," Gwen said. She only stopped to spare a glare at Rachel, but otherwise completely ignored her. "I was wondering if you would care to dance with me."

Rachel gave her an icy look and opened her mouth to respond, but Finn spoke. "I really wouldn't," he stated.

Gwen's face dropped immediately, and she didn't bother to try and hide her anger. "Excuse me?"

"I said that I didn't want to dance with you. And I don't really want to talk to you, either. In fact, the only person that I'll be dancing with is Rachel." He smiled down at Rachel, and she grinned back at him and tried not to laugh at the look on Gwen's face. "I love her. And I'll love her forever." With those words, Finn cupped Rachel's face in his hands and pulled her close, giving her a deep, passionate kiss.

Gwen stared at them before she let out an angry noise and stalked away. Finn pulled back, keeping his forehead against hers. He smoothed his thumbs over her cheeks and smiled.

"Anyone can see us," he muttered. Truthfully, everyone was too distracted with congratulating the newlywed couple to pay them much attention.

Rachel placed a light kiss on his lips. "I don't care," she whispered in response. And in that moment she really didn't care if someone saw them. She was too happy to worry about it.

Finn grinned. "I love you."

"I love you, too." Rachel kissed him again and jumped up, grabbing his hand. Finn didn't question her as they made their way around the ballroom and out into the hotel. Rachel kept moving through the hotel lobby and outside. She checked to make sure that no one was in the limo before she opened the door and pushed Finn inside.

Following him into the limo, Rachel climbed over him until she was straddling his lap. Finn grinned and reached up, pulling his mouth down to hers. Then, surprising Rachel, Finn flipped them over so that she was laid back on the seat. Thankful that the limo was so roomy, Finn settled himself on the floor of the car and put his hands on Rachel's knees, guiding them apart.

Finn let out a moan of appreciation when he saw how wet she already was. He traced his fingers over her panty-covered core and Rachel moaned, reaching her hands up to press them against the door of the limo. Finn slowly peeled her lacy panties off, tossing them behind him as he slid his hands up her thighs and moved closer so that his hot breath was blowing over her.

"Oh, God," Rachel breathed out. The anticipation was killing her, and Finn didn't seem to mind just taking his sweet time. Rachel nearly screamed when his tongue passed over her the first time.

"God, baby," Finn groaned. "You taste so good." With that, his lips closed around her clit, sucking in the way that drove Rachel crazy. Her hands flew from the door into Finn's hair, gripping it tightly. She pretty much lost all ability to speak as Finn lapped at her core and then slipped his fingers inside of her. He moaned against her as if she was the best thing he had ever tasted, which made Rachel moan his name in response.

Rachel could feel herself careening towards the edge and she moved her hips to get closer to his mouth and hand as she desperately tried to find that completion. She screamed when Finn tongued her clit again before she suddenly came, the feelings overwhelming her. Finn continued to gently suck and kiss at her hot skin as the orgasm coursed through her. When she was finished, he kissed her thighs and then moved up so that his body was covering hers.

Rachel reached up and pulled him down to kiss her. She could feel Finn's harness against her thigh and she rubbed against it before she pushed on his chest, guiding him into a sitting position. Rachel straddled Finn again, never removing her lips from his.

"Babe, your mouth," Rachel breathed against his mouth. Her tongue traced his lips and then she gasped when Finn nibbled on her bottom lip. "You're amazing."

"Why thank you," Finn said with a chuckle. "It was my pleasure." He kissed her again, holding onto her hips tightly.

Finn's hands spread over her back, fingers splaying across her smooth skin as his tongue traced the contours of her mouth. Rachel moaned, clutching at his shoulders as he brought one hand down and stroked it up her bare leg, teasing it along her thigh. Rachel's hips ground down against the hardness she could feel, moaning when he bucked against her.

Cupping her breast over the material of her dress, Finn moved his lips down to her neck. Rachel quickly unbuttoned his pants and pushed them down as much as she could, along with his boxer briefs. Finn ran his fingers up her slit, coating them in her wetness once more. Rachel moaned again as Finn slid two fingers inside of her and curled them. Even though he had just given her a mind-blowing orgasm, she wanted another one. And she wanted Finn inside her when this one happened.

"Finn," Rachel gasped. "Finn, please."

"What do you need, baby?" Finn moved his fingers inside of her, watching her face the entire time. He loved watching her and how responsive she was. Her eyes were closed and she was biting down on her bottom lip as her hips moved against his hand.

"I need…" Rachel gasped again. "I need you. Finn, now."

She didn't wait for him. She tugged on his hand and pulled it up to her mouth, sucking on his fingers as Finn looked at her with dark eyes. Taking control, Rachel shifted up onto her knees and then slowly sank down on him. Rachel cried out at the feeling of him inside of her, stretching her arms above her head to press against the ceiling of the limo. Finn groaned as he brought his hands around to hold Rachel under her behind, lifting her up on him. But Rachel pushed his hands away and rolled her hips at a tantalizing pace.

"God, Rach," he groaned as his head fell back against the seat. He thrust up into her sharply, and Rachel's hips swiveled against his. As they moved together, Finn's hand caught Rachel's and held them down against the seat. Rachel laced their fingers together, tightening her hand around his.

"So… good…" Rachel panted out. She threw her head back and Finn leaned forward, nipping and sucking at her soft skin.

She called out his name again, her free hand fisting the material of his shirt as she rode him. Finn groaned, muffling curses into her neck as she tightened around him. Rachel's movements grew erratic above him and she locked her hands in his hair as she came, colors exploding behind her eyes. Finn followed her right over the edge, holding onto her hips tightly.

Finn pressed his forehead to her shoulder and then dropped several gentle kisses to her soft skin. Rachel combed her fingers through his hair and hummed in appreciation as his hand stroked up and down her back.

"I love you so much," Rachel said. Finn's hold tightened on her and then she felt him smile against her shoulder.

"I love you too, Rachel," he murmured. He kissed her neck softly before he lifted his head to smile down at her. "We should probably go back now."

"Probably," Rachel agreed. They both made sure that they were cleaned up and presentable once again before Finn climbed out of the limo. He held his hand out to help Rachel, and when they turned around , they walked right into Blaine.

"Uh, Kurt left something in the limo so I came to get it for him…" Blaine trailed off. He stared at Finn and Rachel's entwined hands before he took in Finn's thoroughly mused hair and the grin on Rachel's face. Then his eyes went almost comically wide and he exclaimed, "You two just had slutty wedding sex!"

Finn held Rachel close as they swayed together on the dance floor. Luckily, Puck and Quinn were busy being the happy couple, so they weren't paying much attention to anyone. And Blaine was keeping Kurt busy, so he couldn't see what his friend and his brother were doing.

"How long do you think it's going to be before Blaine caves and tells Kurt?" Rachel asked.

Finn chuckled and pressed a kiss to the top of Rachel's head. "I'd say we have two days, tops. So we might as well enjoy this while we can." They finished with their dance and made their way back to the table, where Kurt and Blaine were already sitting.

"Did you hear?" Kurt said immediately. "Gwen left the reception almost an hour ago!"

"Really?" Rachel tried not to look too pleased by that fact, but she couldn't really hide it. Finn chuckled at the look on her face and squeezed her hand. Kurt laughed as well and kissed Rachel's cheek.

"Try not to look too heartbroken!" Kurt called out teasingly before he found Blaine and pulled him onto the dance floor again.

Another hour passed before Quinn and Puck left for their honeymoon. Russell and Shelby were taking Beth for the week that Puck and Quinn were going to be in the Caribbean. Everyone else remained at the reception for another half an hour before they left.

"Let's go back to your place," Rachel said as she wrapped her arms around Finn's waist. She rested her head against his chest and smiled when he reached up to stroke her hair. "I just want it to be us tonight."

"That sounds perfect," Finn agreed. He tilted her chin up to kiss her, and Rachel beamed at him. In that moment, she knew that this really was the forever kind of love.

Author's Note: So… yeah. Slutty wedding sex! Thanks for reading!