The Bucket List (48 page)

"Please..." she moaned, writhing underneath his lips.

But Corey only smirked as he came halfway up her body, completely ignoring where she wanted him the most. He lifted her wife beater up just a bit, and started his assault on her bare skin. She couldn't help but arch her back again, and he used this to his advantage as he pushed the top up her body. All the electricity, the weakening limbs, the blood rush that they wrote about in romance novels and movies... that was nothing compared to this. She had no word to describe the surge of feeling in her body. It had never been like this before, not even the first night they'd come together at Flair's party.

Again, he completely denied her breasts any attention even though he could probably see the hardened nipples straining against her lacy bra. He had the top off her in seconds, although it seemed like forever under his sensual assault. And all she could do was moan and groan and take it. And whimper helplessly.

The lacy bra went next, but still, even as her breasts were exposed, he was careful to avoid kissing her where she wanted him.

"
Corey..." she tried again, this time bringing her hands around his neck an all but pushing him down.

He relented, but only for a second. Kissing one nipple, he gently took it in his mouth, earning a loud cry from her, and gently sucked it before letting it go. Then he blew on it. He was using all the tricks, driving her so wild she started to mumble his name, begging him to stop teasing her, begging him to fill her. He gave the other one the same treatment, this time she clawed his back as she tried to get her body closer to his. But he kept his pulsing erection away from her, only teasing her with it occasionally when he let it glide over her, moaning against her when she screamed.

And he wasn't done.

He went down her body again until he was only an inch from where she needed him. Her eyes had been shut, her lids heavy with desire, but she opened in protest when he stopped moving, only to drown again in his eyes. With her full attention, he went down on her. She didn't think she'd ever had it so good before, even when
Corey had done it before her stint at the hospital. Her hands immediately left his body to clutch at the sheets beside her, her knuckles whitening.

He brought her closer to the edge, had her wriggling on the bed, screaming his name and throwing her head from side to side as she sort her release. His groans against her mingled with her own and she could feel his eyes still on her face, burning into her. She was so close to getting to the top of that peak, so close to going over the edge...

But then he stopped.

"You fucking bastard!" she swore breathlessly, earning a little chuckle from him before he moved his body up over hers.

He was just as breathless as she was as he hovered over her, positioning himself, his eyes still on hers.

"I love you," he whispered, just before he finally brought her the connection she craved.

The first thrust was just as slow as his whole assault on her senses had been, but he went in deep. She couldn't help screaming his name. In just one movement she completely lost her mind. The size of him, the feel of him as he slowly pushed himself all the way in... He filled her up so thoroughly, so completely.

"Baby... so good," he groaned, as he slowly pulled out of her again.

She screamed again, unable to put any words together as she pushed her hips up against him. He plunged into her again, and his cries echoed her own. It was too much for her. She'd never thought she'd ever see that day, but Corey inside of her felt so good it really was too much. She wrapped her legs around him, pushing him deeper and clenching herself tightly around him.

"Fuck!" he gasped when he tried to pull out again. "So tight... I can't..."

That was all she heard before she tipped over the edge and felt the most intense wave wash over her. And as she convulsed and tightened more around him, she heard him scream her name as he released his seed deep inside her.

Whoa, she thought to herself as she clung onto him for the exhilarating ride down. This had been more than making love, more than a deep connection. How could it be possible that something so good, so intense existed?

"Wow," Corey said breathlessly, still buried deep inside her as her muscles milked him for all he was worth. "I think we broke some kind of record."

"Orgasm in two strokes?" she chuckled.

"And quite a few others, I'm sure," he chuckled as he finally rolled over so she could lie on top of him.

"I missed you so much," she whispered to him, her head on his chest, listening to his erratic heartbeat as it struggled to slow down.

"And I missed you," he said. "I never want to go through that again."

They lay there for a while longer, still joined, enjoying the feeling of being back in each other's arms.

"There's a beautiful little baby that's been named after you," Corey said when he'd recovered enough to think. "Her dad told us to stop by whenever we wanted. I'd like to."

He explained the story, how that morning he had felt the first bit of hope since the whole nightmare had started, and that man had been the only one not to look at him as if he was crazy when he thought things would be okay.

She kissed him lingeringly, thanking God that he had been right, knowing his life would have completely sucked had she been taken away from him. She wasn't being big headed, only stating a fact. Had the shoe been on the other shoe, had it been Corey who'd been facing death in the face, she would have felt the same way.

"So I was thinking," he continued. "Small wedding on the beach or something, maybe just before the sunset? Sometime real soon?"

"Sounds perfect," she smiled. "I can't believe we're actually going to do it."

"And if I'm lucky, I might have just made you pregnant as well," he said smugly. "My shit is really potent!"

She hadn't gone as far as think about kids but the idea of carrying his child was suddenly very appealing.

"But just in case I didn't, I think we should try that again," he smirked.

She felt him harden again and shivered. She'd hardly had time to recover from the first time, but she was more than ready for him again. She kissed him softly.

"We have people outside probably waiting to find out how our 'talk' went," she chuckled against his lips.

"I'm sure they have a pretty good idea."

He stopped kissing her for a second as he said, "Maybe we should go downstairs. I have this inexplicable urge to have a word with your Daddy dearest."

But it was hours later when they finally walked out to the back, hand in hand and freshly showered. He had a stupid grin on his face that he knew would probably alert everyone what he had just spent hours doing with Rae, if they hadn't guessed already. Sara was back with the kids and Ethan had come to join in the fun as well. He was standing over the grill that someone had fired up and thrown steaks on. He was willing to bet that had been John's idea. Food was always John's idea.

Irving
was sitting with his wife as they watched the kids run around and the rest of the guys were standing together, laughing and talking.

"Told you they wouldn't miss us," he said to Rae as they lazily walked over to her dad and step mum.

The first thing she did was kiss her dad and hold him tightly. Irving held her just as tight, it looked almost as if he was about to cry. Rae did actually release a few tears, which Irving tenderly wiped away as he smiled at her.

He felt like he was intruding on a special father-daughter moment.
Irving was letting go of his little girl, trusting another man to love her unconditionally. It was a bittersweet moment.

"So?" Sara questioned when they finally let go of each other.

Rae let out a squeal, immediately forgetting how she had felt only seconds before as she showed Sara her hand with her shiny expensive engagement ring on it. Sara immediately fawned over it, the way only women did. He could only chuckle as he watched the two of them walk away to where Mandy was standing with John. Amid the excited squeals and screams that came from Mandy as the three of them huddled together over her hand, he turned his attention back to the man in front of him.

First he held his hand out, and a set of keys was placed in it.

Irving then grinned at him in amusement.

"I don't think you're funny at all," he huffed as he sat himself down on the chair Sara had just vacated. "You knew what was really going on, and instead of setting me straight you let me make a fool of myself."

"I only regret not having a camera to video it," Irving chuckled.

"Don't you dare tell
anyone! It's bad enough they saw me out here," he said quickly.

"Oh, somehow I doubt they'd believe me,"
Irving answered. "You beg? That's unheard of!"

"They'd believe it if it came from you."

"Yes, they would, wouldn't they?" Irving said.

The older man started laughing again. He scowled, turning away from him, his eyes immediately catching sight of Rae.

She was positively glowing, happier than he had ever seen her. And it was because of him. How had he wasted so much time, how had he been so blind when she had always been his one and only? He felt like kicking himself for it. It humbled him to no end that she was willing to spend her life with him after all he had done. Or not done.

Nate
was standing next to her, laughing with her as he examined her ring. He watched them for a moment and realised he had absolutely nothing to worry about. Whatever had been there before them was long gone. They just looked like good friends, friends who'd been through one hell of a roller-coaster ride that had cemented their friendship for a lifetime. He could live with that. After all, Nate had been there when he hadn't. For that alone, he would forever be in his debt.

"You've made my girl really happy."

He turned from watching his beautiful angel to see that the Crusher’s had stopped laughing and was looking at him seriously.

"I don't think she could be happier than I am," he said truthfully.

"You two have been forced to do a lot of growing up lately," Irving said. "I've always known she would end up with you, no matter how much I prayed it would be someone else."

"Hey!" he protested.

"What? I'm just telling you I never thought you were good enough for my daughter. In fact, you're still not good enough," Irving stated. "But she loves you and you've made her so happy, so I guess I have no say in it."

"No, you don't," he agreed vehemently, knowing if he had been in
Irving's shoes, he would have picked someone else entirely for Rae.

"I'm just messing with you, kid. You were always my first choice. I just thought it'd be a while before I ever saw this day, you know, my daughter getting engaged and all,"
Irving said gruffly. "And I'm touched you even thought to ask me for her hand. I didn't think you would."

He patted the man on the back, realising the
Crusher’s was more affected by this than he had been letting on.

"I know how much she means to you. I had to be your middleman for years, remember," he said. "I respect you a lot,
Irving. I'd have come to you to ask for your blessing anyway."

Irving
looked up at him and smiled briefly. Then the tender moment passed as they turned to watch the others again.

"Will you still babysit?"

"No," he answered quickly without even taking his attention away from Rae.

"Will you still be my bitch?"

"Definitely not," he answered with a disgusted grunt.

"Will you at least consider taking my name?"

At this, he looked at the older man, who just easily bit into an apple he'd picked up from the table next to him and continued watching the boys playing in front of him.

"He doesn't love me. I know him better than anybody. You know nothing. Blah blah blah blah," John mimicked, his one hand on his hip and the other pointed and waving in her face.

"Shut up," she laughed as she went into her long ting friend and confidant's arms.

It was a shame she had given into herself and slept with him, she thought that had somehow tarnished the perfect friendship they'd had. But maybe she'd had to go through all of that, to get it out of her system before settling with
Corey. Well, that was one way of looking at it. She certainly hoped it wouldn't come up and bite her in the ass in the future.

John held her tightly and kissed the top of her head.

"I'm so happy you finally have your heart's desire, baby," he said seriously. "That's all I've ever wanted for you two."

She smiled up at him, remembering how he'd always said how she and
Corey were meant for each other.

"Thank you, John
" she said, kissing his cheek.

"Are you sure about all this, though? That is one seriously psycho dude you're tying yourself to," Ethan laughed as he came to stand next to them. "I've just seen the video to prove it."

"He gets away with it only because he's so pretty," she laughed as he pulled her into a hug.