Yep. This bucket list was the best damn thing ever.

Sierra and I sat in the hot tub for a bit before I got out and handed her a towel to wrap up in. “Shall we head down below to shower?” I asked as Sierra gave me a brilliant smile.

Taking my hand, I led Sierra below deck.

Best time of my life.

Stepping out of the shower, I was ready for more of my beautiful wife. I had every intention on finishing up her bucket list on our honeymoon.

“Will you try something with me?” I asked as Sierra’s mouth gaped open slightly before she licked her lips.

“Is it what I think it is? A certain position on a certain bucket list?”

Nodding my head, I laid down on the bed and motioned for Sierra to come here.

Chewing on her lower lip, I could see her cheeks flush.

We soon found ourselves laid across the bed in a sixty-nine position as I brought out two orgasms from Sierra. I was glad as hell Sierra had never done some of the things on her sex bucket list, and I got to be the one to fulfill them. It was my job to make each of them come true. It was a hard job, but someone had to do it.

Lying in the bed, I slowly moved my fingers up and down Sierra’s arm. “Tell me what you’re thinking about,” I said as I pulled her to me and kissed her.

“How amazing this honeymoon has been. How incredibly romantic our wedding on the beach at sunset last night was. I’m also thankful you didn’t pass out at that wedding like you did at the first one.”

Rolling my eyes, I shuddered at the idea of Lark spending the next five years . . . if not longer . . . cracking jokes about me passing out at my own wedding.

Resting her chin on my chest, Sierra gave me a sexy smile. “Tell me what you’re thinking.”

Running my fingers through her hair, I wondered how I got so damn lucky with this woman in my arms. “That I don’t want to wait.”

“Don’t want to wait until what?” Wiggling her eyebrows, she said, “Are you excited about the Nordstrom’s sale? I knew you would come around and fall in love with that store.”

Shaking my head, I made a huff. “Please. That little ass in the shoe department flirts with you every single time you go in.”

“That’s because I almost made him my boy-toy.”

Pulling my chin back to look at her better, I asked with a laugh, “What?”

Nodding her head, she said, “Yep.” Popping her p. “I almost went with fresh meat. I was picky though. I wanted an experienced dick.”

“Oh my God. You did not just say that to me. Do you hear the things that come out of your mouth sometimes?”

Turning her head, she rested it down on my chest again. “Yes, I hear and yes, I did say it. Do you think Tom in shoes could have done something like we just did? Hell no. He’d come the moment I told him to take his clothes off.”

Shaking my head, I said, “Change of subject, please.”

Laughing, Sierra let out a sigh. “Okay sorry, what are you ready for?”

Taking in a slow long breath, I blew out my cheeks and then slowly let the air out as I watched Sierra’s head move with my breathing. I could feel my heart beat increasing, and I was both nervous and excited. “I’m ready to have kids . . . now.”

Turning quickly to look at me, Sierra wore a shocked expression on her face. “What? I thought you said—”

Putting my fingers to her lips, I shook my head. “Let’s not even think about it right now. Let’s enjoy our honeymoon. We still have another week, and I still have to figure out how I’m going to have sex with you on the beach with no one around. But if you’re ready, I’ll let you make the decision on when to stop taking the pill. I just wanted you to know I’m ready to start trying.”

Sitting up, I watched as a tear slowly made its way down Sierra’s cheek. Reaching up, I wiped it away. Sierra placed her hand over mine.

Her eyes filled with something I’d never seen before as she attempted to talk at least three times. Finally getting her wits about her, Sierra said, “When I was a little girl, I would dream about my prince charming. The daydreams started right after my mother passed away. I used to have terrible nightmares and I remember making my father check under my bed and in my closet for the monster that haunted my dreams each night.”

Frowning, I rubbed my thumb lightly across her cheek.

“During the day, I would make up for my nightmares by daydreaming. It was always the same dream I would play out in my head as I sat in my room. My prince charming would ride up on a white steed. He had dark hair and the bluest of blue eyes.” Smiling, she slightly shook her head. “I used to think they were blue like the sky. I could stare into them forever and feel safe. Once he rode up to me, he would shout up to my window that he was there to save me from the monsters.” Tears flowed freely as I sat up and pulled her onto my lap.