Chapter 3 - Save the Last Dance For Me

Suggested listening: Michael Buble's rendition of this classic

I am sitting in Sam's club at the reception of my vow renewal. I cannot believe that Rachel did this for me, for us. When I woke up this morning, I thought we were just going to lounge around in our pajamas and spend time with her dads, Barby, Noah, Tristan, and Charlotte. I had no clue that anything was up. I was even annoyed with my mom for wanting to take me out for tea with my daughters, but not Rachel. When she handed me a card that revealed what Rachel had planned for today, I was flabbergasted. I was surprised by Santana and Mercedes, who whisked me to my old bedroom. When I see the dress she had chosen for me, I cried. When Mike arrives to take photos and I see my daughters and my best friends all dressed up, I cry. I cannot wait to see my wife. The ceremony goes by the blur. I don't even remember what I said but I remember what Rach said. I don't think I will ever forget that. The fact that she did these all behind my back, with the girls' help, just makes me love her even more. The actual renewal and now reception were perfect. I look up and I see her dancing with Finn. Rachel loves to dance. I like to think that I rubbed off on her, but I know that she has always loved dance, long before I came along.

I feel a tap on shoulder and look up.

"Britt, may I have this dance?" Sam asks me.

"Of course, Sam. Thanks so much for this. This reception is wonderful."

"It is all Rachel," he says, as he leads me to the dance floor. "I just provide the venue and the food. Thank her, Tina, your mom and dads for all this."

"Well, at any rate, thank you Sam," I say, as we begin to dance.

As Sam turns me on the dance floor, I look out amongst the party and I see my family, the people I love most in the world. Barby is dancing with Tristy, while Noah is dancing with Charlotte. I see Mike capturing that moment. Mercedes is with Tina chatting, as Katy, Joey, Macey, and Zoey dance around Sam and I. Klaine are dancing too, as the song has switched from Lauryn Hill's Can't Take My Eyes Off of You to Quinn and Santana singing their duet, Take My Breath Away. That was one of the cool things about the reception. Along with Arty spinning, there was a stage and a mic, which my friends took full advantage of. I see Rachel tap Sam's shoulder.

"May I cut in, Sam?"

"Of course, Rach. Dance with your bride," he says, as he steps out of the way.

I see Mercedes take Sam and Tina pull Mike away from taking pictures.

My wife pulls me into her arms and begins to sing along to Quinn. I never get tired of hearing her sing, especially when she is singing to me. I look up at the stage and I see my best friends looking at each other as they sing. I am reminded of our Senior Prom, where Santana is singing the song for me. Now, she is singing it to her wife. This was how is was meant to be: me with Rachel and Santana with Quinn. As I have said, Santana was my 1st love. Rachel is my forever love.

"What are you thinking of, babe?"

"Oh, just our senior prom. How Santana was singing this song to me and now, she is singing it to Quinn. I never would have imagined this, after that night. But here we are, Rachie. I am dancing with my beautiful wife. I am surrounded by our families, best friends, and children. I love you so much, Rachel," I say, as I dip my wife and kiss her. This results in hoots and hollers from Puck and Finn. We both laugh, as I turn her back upright and continue dancing with her. We are lost in each other. Afterwards, Santana stays on stage to sing, Love You Like A Love Song.

I dance with everyone: my dads, Noah, Puck, Finn, Arty, Mike. I wish my dad could be here, but I can feel him here today. Noah even dances with his grandma. We party and dance the night away. The last song of the night was Save The Last Dance For Me. It was my turn to sing in Rachel's ear. There were 2 more surprises up her sleeve and she wouldn't tell me what they were.

The first one was a night at Clinton Manor, the lone upscale hotel in Lima. She got us the honeymoon suite. It was beautiful, with rose petals, candles, champange, and strawberries.

By then, I was so turned on. I had been all day. I knew I was wet with anticipation. I unzip Rachel's wedding dress to reveal a lacy white teddy, thigh high stockings and garter set-up. She looked smokin hot and my level of desired jumped up another notch. She unzipped my dress and laughed with amusement at the purple teddy I wore under mine.

"Brittany, baby, it is as purple as that grape soda you love!" she says with a laugh.

"Well, that was the point. Santana got it for me. That was in the note she left with it.

We took a moment to drink each other in. There was no rush. We had all night long.

We step into each other, gazing deep in each other's eyes. We meet in the middle, as our lips touch, as they have a thousand times before. Every time we kiss, it is a new sensation. Each kiss is brand new. We linger with our touches and kisses, as I bend down to kiss her neck. I suck on her pulse point wanted to her on old-fashioned high school hickey.

"Britt, you are going to give me a hickey. What will the kids say? You know Santana will tease us mercilessly."

"Well, that is what scarves and concealer are for. You can give me one too, I promise," I say, as I continue the assault on her neck. She hums in satisfaction. I continue kissing her up and down her jawline, down to the tops of her shoulders. I slip her teddy off of her and am excited at the sight of her flesh. I run my hands up and down her sides, amazed at her body at the age of 45. She took good care of herself, more so after Charlotte was born. Rachel was in the best shape of her life. I take her hand and spin her around, just to get a 360 degree look at her. I caress her breasts, teasing her nipples to hardened peaks. I travel down her body and smile at her with a naughty glint in her my eyes.

"Did you pick out your sexy undergarments, Rachel? Because just looking at you is making me so wet. I slip my hand and drag it across my slit. Then I show Rachel just how wet I am.

"Tina and Mercedes helped. I will tell the how much you appreciate their assistance."

I undo the garter belt and stockings and see that she is not wearing any underwear. I can see her wetness and smell her arousal. I take her hand and sit her down at the edge of the bed. I look up at her with hooded eyes, as I kiss the insides of her thighs. I want to go slow and make this moment last. She starts to take out all the bobby pins in may hair, releasing my blonde locks that have wavy curls.

"God, Rachel. You are so beautiful to me. I love you so much. Thank you for today. I will never forget it, "I say as I come back up to kiss her lips. She opens her mouth to me an slips her tongue in mine. I slip a hand down towards her and cup her. She moans at the touch.

"Please, Britt. I want you so bad."

I press two fingers inside her, filling her up. She is so wet already, I can feel her coating my fingers. I begin a rhythm inside of her, 1-2-3, 1-2-3. She bucks her hips as I lower myself down, kneeling in front of her. I open my mouth and plant an open kiss to her engorged bud. I suck and nip at it, as my fingers swirl in and out. I can feel her push my head towards her and I oblige. I slip out my fingers and replace them with my tongue. I can feel the heat emanating from her center, as I taste my wife.

"Fuck, Britt. Right there, baby," she says.

I insert my tongue as far as it can go, feeling her walls surround me. Then, I withdraw, entering her with 3 fingers as I move back up towards her body, kissing her down unto the bed. She scoots up to the foot of the bed and lowers the straps of my teddy. She sits up and we kiss for moments. Then, I can feel her press her hand to where need it most. She presses me down on the bed, kissing her way down my body. I move up inside of her, feeling her walls clenching my fingers. Rach begins to ride my fingers, quickening her pace. Watching her move up and down me is making me even wetter. We move faster together, as she places her head in the crook of my shoulder, rocking her hips into mine. I twist my hand, pressing up to her spot, rubbing gently.

"I'm gonna come. Oh, fuck."

I thrust out then back, push as much of my hand as I can. I touch her inner smoothness one more time and I feel her come around me, pulsating waves moving out from her core. I touch her softly, wanting her to come again. It doesn't take much, as I feel her clench back up and release again. I stay still inside her, feeling as physically connected to my wife as I possible can. I can feel her her walls relax and stay inside of her until her second orgasm subsides. I withdraw my hand, now dripping with her wetness. I lick my fingers clean, savoring the taste of her. I reach up and pull Rachel down towards me, kissing her so she taste herself on my lips. We kiss for what seems like forever.

She sits back up and has a glint her eye. "It's been forever since we have done this, babe," as she picks my leg up and lift her center, pressing it into mine." I jump up in anticipation. "God, you are so wet, Britt," she says as she begins the grind down on me. I can feel her rubbing up and down my core and it feels so good. She begins slowly and builds up her pace. I can feel her wetness spreading into mine. "Fuck, Rach," I say, after a particularly hard grind. It only encourages her and soon she is fucking me so hard. I look up and I see her riding me. She push down harder into me, saying, "Keep your eyes open. I want to watch you come." I look into her brown eyes and come spectacularly.

Afterwards, we lie naked, Rachel's head upon my chest.

"That was amazing, Rachie."

"Beyond amazing, Britty."

"So, what is surprise number 2? You didn't think I'd forget, did you?"

She reaches over to the bedside table and pulls out an envelope. I peek inside and see 6 plane tickets to Los Angeles and 6 tickets to Disneyland.

"We are having our honeymoon in Disneyland. I got us 3-day park hopper tickets. Afterwards, we are driving Barby back up to Stanford and spend New Year's Eve in San Francisco, just the 2 of us. We fly back home on the 1st."

I am speechless. We had talked of taking a family trip to Disneyland. Tristan and Charlotte had been asking. It was nice to know that it was just us on this vacation, as we usually spent all out vacations with Santana, Quinn, and Tina.

I kiss the top of her head, finally saying, "How did I get so luck, snagging you as my wife?"

"Honey, I am the lucky one, having you as my wife, my partner, and my best friend. I love you, Brittany Susan Pierce, to the moon and back."

"I love you too, Rachel Barbra Berry, to the moon and back."

I can tell Rachel fell asleep a few moments afterward, by her steady breathing. I wrap my arms around my wife, reveling in the knowledge that we would be together forever. I thank God for bring her into my life. I have never felt so loved in my whole life. Sure, I felt loved by Santana, but it could never measure the love Rachel gave me and the love I had for her. I kiss her one more time on the top of her bed and settle into slumber, letting dreams of our future together dance in my head.