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Couple things for this chapter...

A.) Holy Shit this was insanely long and took forever to write! haha. I may take some time to recover, and will probably have the next chapter up by Friday or Saturday. Working full time sucks!

B.) For those of you maybe thinking that Beca seems a bit OOC, I'm definitely trying to build her as a character, and open her up more. She's starting to see now that if she doesn't ever open up, she's ever going to be able to keep relationships. The fight with Jesse after he picked her up from jail was a big eye opener for her.

C.) Lastly, while I am not shipping Bechloe as lovers, I am totally shipping them as best friends in this story. Chloe is a very warm and friendly personality. She is going to exude her personality onto Beca by telling her she loves her and being all up in her space, that's who she is. While Beca will never be that outgoing herself, she accepts Chloe's personality and has grown to understand her. Beca cares for Chloe just as much, she just doesn't show it as outwardly.

And now, onto the good stuff. Enjoy!

I stood in front of my closet pacing back and forth. I had 25 minutes to pick out an outfit out for the evening, a pair of pajamas, and an outfit for tomorrow.

Shit.

I let out a huge sigh as I realized that I didn't even have any time to call somebody up and beg them to let me borrow an outfit. Hell even if I did have time, nobody was even close to my size in height. I'd be swimming in any of the girls clothes. There was no time, I just had to go with something I had. But as I did have a boyfriend now, and would presumably be going out more, it probably didn't hurt to do some shopping for a bit of a classier wardrobe. By myself of course, I knew better than to take anyone with me for fear of having to be treated like dress up Barbie.

I grabbed a couple thongs, a bra, a random t-shirt, and some boy shorts, and threw them in the suitcase. My jeans, toms, and two purple tank tops I could layer went in after. But I still didn't have an outfit for tonight.

Finally I spotted the only item of clothing I owned close enough to a dress. My cream colored long dress top with the maroon stripes. I grabbed it along with my maroon leggings and packed them in. After the deodorant, toothbrush, toothpaste, perfume, make up, and shoes, I zipped the bag and pulled it upward. God, I could feel myself turning more and more into a girl who cared with every second I spent with the Bellas.

I grabbed my keys and bag and headed out. Goosebumps danced across my arms as my nerves set in. This was it. A weekend alone with Jesse. I'd never been alone with a guy for the weekend. I couldn't help but think about how utterly ridiculous I sounded right about now. Seriously Beca? Pull it together for God's sake. It's Jesse. You pushed him away relentlessly, you screamed at him, and just last night he had to carry your drunk ass home. And he's still hanging around. You have nothing to be nervous about.

I headed outside to find him leaning against his car. He caught sight of me as I came closer to view and he straightened up before opening the car door for me.

"M'lady" He remarked as he gestured towards the door. I shook my head.

"Weirdo" I laughed as I handed him my bag and headed in the car. My phone vibrated and I looked down to see I had missed 3 text messages.

"Don't forget the condoms!"-Cynthia Rose

"Shawshank better get some sexual healing! Just saying..."-Fat Amy

"Don't do anything I wouldn't do ;)

PS-Have fun

PPS-I love you :)"-Chloe

I smirked at the texts before putting my phone in the console and turning to look at Jesse.

"Hey" He stated with a smile.

"Hi" I replied.

"You look beautiful Bec" He sincerely mentioned.

"Thanks, I'm kind of nervous, that black dress I wore last night is the only dress I own. I hope were not going anywhere too fancy." I admitted.

"You look perfect, I promise." He reassured me as he bucked his seat belt and started the car.

He pulled the car out, and we were off, headed to take the interstate straight to New York. I allowed my head to rest against the window as a comfortable silence settled in between us.

"So, I was thinking" He began as he glanced over to me.

"An hour and a half in the car together, we just started officially dating, we should play a game." He suggested. I glanced over at him with a panic stricken face.

"I don't play games." I flatly explained. This of course elicited a laugh from him.

"I ask you a question, you ask me a question. It's simple!" He assured me. I tossed the idea around in my head for a few seconds before finally caving. How else were we going to get to know each other?

"Okay, I'll start with something simple, first concert?" He asked. I groaned and threw my head back, my hands covering my face.

"No, new question, please!" I groaned.

"Oh no, now I'm really curious! Give it up Mitchell, come on!" He laughed, eager for my response. I took a deep breath.

"Okay fine, it was Craig David. I was in 5th grade and thought he had the smoothest voice I had ever heard. There." I finally admitted as he burst out in laughter.

"No, seriously, it's not that bad. I honestly was expecting more along the lines of NSYNC or Britney. Craig David, that's cute." He mused.

"Right, thanks. Your turn...what are your parents names?" I questioned.

"Bill and Julie Swanson. I also have a younger sister, Amanda, who is 15." He explained. I smiled lightly, trying to imagine what his family would be like. Wholesome and Sweet were the first 2 words that came to mind.

"Alright, next question. Who are you listening to underneath those headphones all the time?" Now it was my time to laugh.

"Ummm, a lot of people. Mostly David Guetta, but I also like Sia, Mumford and Sons, Bon Iver, Calvin Harris, Avicii. It all depends on my mood." I informed him.

We continued our banter through our drive as we crossed the bridge into New York City. I sighed deeply as I took in all the sights. No matter how many times I visited, I swore the city was like entering a different country. Each time there was something new to explore, and it never failed to take my breath away. The Empire State Building, Times Square, The Statue of Liberty, Broadway, the Museums, there was no other place in the world quite like New York.

"Amazed?" He simply questioned, noticing my completely glazed over look as I gawked at all the sights coming into view.

"Always, New York is one of my favorite places in the world." I replied, my voice slightly lower this time.

"Lucky guess of mine..."He answered before leaning over to kiss me quickly as we sat at a red light.

"We should be at the hotel in about 15 minutes." He whispered, his lips still hovering close to mine. I nodded my head as I kissed him again before the light could change.

"Yeah I'm still trying to figure out how the hell you afforded this room, were less than 10 flipping blocks from Broadway Jesse!" I gushed as I paced around our hotel room in amazement. I opened the blinds to let some light in and try and see our views.

"A gentleman never reveals his secrets." He smiled as he wrapped his arms loosely around my waist.

"Now, why don't you go run a hot bath, maybe add in some bubbles. I'm going to pour you a glass of wine and you can just unwind for a little bit. I was thinking we could go grab some Chinese tonight and then I have just one more surprise up my sleeve for you." He explained to me. I couldn't help the tears that welled up in my eyes. Jesse's love for me was crystal clear. I might not ever understand why he took a chance on me, or why he fought for me and never gave up. I just accepted that I was the luckiest girl in the world. I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him, not ever wanting to let go. For the first time in 10 years, I felt safe.

"Thank you" I whispered.

"You're welcome. You deserve it." He reminded me as he kissed me lightly on the nose.

I grabbed a towel, and my glass of wine and headed into the bathroom ready to relax completely while the sounds of Ryan Adams played through my headphones.

I must have been completely distracted as I practiced my relaxation, because I never even heard him slip in. But as I unplugged the drain and headed out of the tub, I noticed a beautiful maroon colored spaghetti strap knee length dress sitting on the toilet. Complete with gold chandelier earrings, and some new gold sandals. I picked up the note that lay on top of it.

"I know this trip was a huge last minute surprise to you, and I thought you might want have wanted something new to wear to celebrate the occasion. So I sent Chloe out on a mission. I hope you don't completely hate it, I know you'll look beautiful. Can't wait to see it on you. Xoxo"

For the second time that night, I felt myself wanting to cry at my boyfriend's generosity. And I would have to thank Chloe, she didn't pick out anything pink, or heels.

I dried myself off, and slipped into the dress, thankful that I had packed a strapless bra. After assembling myself, I ran a brush through my hair before placing it into a bun. I looked into the mirror and approved of the few pieces of hair that fell in front of my face.

After a few last minute touches of perfume and deodorant, I looked myself over once more in the mirror and told myself this was as good as it was going to get.

I opened the door to find Jesse laying on the bed watching TV in a pair of dark wash jeans and a button down tucked inside of his pants. He immediately sat up as I walked out and just sat there staring at me. I smiled as a blush started in my chest and crept up into my cheeks.

"I'm sorry I'm staring, I just can't get over how beautiful you are..."He whispered as his voice cracked slightly.

"There you are, behind the make up, the angry ear spike, behind the sarcasm, I see you Beca Mitchell, and you are so much more than beautiful." He reminded me as I stood in front of him, our hands locked together. Not knowing what else to do, I kissed him.

"Thank you for making me feel like a real woman for a night." I whispered. Not trusting myself to talk fully for fear of crying in front of him.

Jesse stood up and took my hand as we walked towards the door.

"After you, Miss."

He opened the hotel room door and pushed it in with his foot as he carried me across in his arms. He spun us around a few times before laying us down on the bed. He got up to remove his jacket before coming back and laying down next to me.

"Come 'mere" I breathed as I pulled him closer to me. I needed to show my love for this man in every single way possible. After an awesome meal at an authentic Chinese restaurant, Jesse had revealed the big surprise. He had bought us tickets that night to see "Newsies" on Broadway. And after an incredible evening of laughing, singing, and touring the city, it was time to really spend time together, to give this man every inch of myself.

I straddled his waist almost immediately as I bent down to shower him with kisses.

"Right to the point huh? My kind of woman..." He joked as his hands instantly found my waist.

I pulled my head back and smiled at him as I allowed the straps of my dress to fall past my shoulders.

"I'm all yours tonight, all yours." I declared. He took a deep breath before flipping me over to my back. His lips quickly found my neck and chest as his hands roamed. Instinctively, my legs spread wider as his legs settled between mine. I could feel his arousal, his body responding favorably to mine.

"Jess..." I moaned as his hand reached up inside of my dress to rub soft circles at the tip of my thigh. Without thinking, my hips bucked up into his causing him to groan.

"Not so fast little one, were taking this nice and slow, I am going to discover every inch of you tonight. I'm going to kiss every part of your body, going to find out what makes you moan, and make you feel so good you'll be screaming well into the morning." He breathed as he continued to slather my chest with kisses. I practically came at the sound of his words.

Our mouths connected and said everything our words couldn't The only sounds to be heard were our heavy breaths as we panted, lust dripping from inside of us.

I sat up underneath him and undid his buttons. His shirt opened up revealing his white t-shirt underneath. I made quick work of both of them and threw them to the side. He came back down to me and pressed his forehead against mine.

"I get to make love to the woman of my dreams tonight." He informed me.

"Jesse..."I uttered.

"It's my...I mean I...It's...I'm a..." I continued to stutter.

"Have you ever done this before?" I questioned. Humiliated at the fact that I was still a virgin.

"Just a couple times. Girlfriend in High School. But my feelings for her were nothing like the overwhelming feelings I have for you." He explained as he rubbed his thumb over my cheek.

"Just...go slow...please? I'm new at this." I finally admitted.

"You can tell me to stop at any point Bec, I promise. We'll take it at whatever pace you need the entire time, entire time." He whispered.

I nodded my head as my hand snaked up to his neck and I pulled him back down to me.

My arousal continued to pool as I could feel my entire bottom half soaked in my fluids. I grabbed Jesse's hand and pushed it down south hoping he would get the memo. Thankfully, he did.

He reached down and pulled at the fabric as I lifted my hips to help. He slid them off easily and threw them onto the floor.

"So wet, so excited." He groaned as he slid a finger through my folds. I moaned loudly as my hips bucked into his finger on their own accord.

There were still way too many articles of clothing on us as I went to work ridding him of his jeans. Pushing them down and off his body, the tent in his boxers gave my performance a standing ovation.

As quickly as his pants hit the floor, my new dress and bra joined them. I once again straddled his waist, this time time completely naked, as he lay back clad only in his boxers.

I hovered above him, his eyes locked on mine. I watched as he simply stared me up and down, taking all of me in. Without even realizing it, my head turned to the side and my arms began to reach up to cover my chest.

"Don't you dare." He croaked as he gently grabbed my hands back.

"Beca, you will never even begin to understand your beauty. You are so flawless, curves in all the right places, a perfect stomach, breasts that have never been touched. I am in awe of you, in awe of your body, your selfless nature. You're incredible." He gushed, praising every piece of me.

"Jesse I'm ready, please make love to me..." I begged.

He gently rolled me over so that I was once more on my back, completely sheathed by him.

I pulled down his boxers, finally exposing all of him to me. As a virgin, I really had nothing to compare him to, nor did I have any prior expectations. But as I laid there, completely ready for him, a small part of me winced. He was bigger than expected. I saw him lean over to reach for a condom, when I gently reached for his arm and shook my head.

"What, are you telling me you're ready to be a parent?" He questioned, causing me to laugh.

"No, I'm telling you I'm on the pill. I went a few weeks ago to Health Services and got all situated." I explained to him. A smile crept across his face and he settled himself in between my legs before leaning down to move some hair out of my face.

"I'll fit, I promise" He reassured me, knowing exactly what I was thinking before I could open my mouth.

"I'm ready." I announced.

"It might hurt a little, just hold onto me. And remember, we can always stop if it hurts." He reminded me, rubbing my shoulder. I nodded my head, and he placed his forehead on top of mine, our eyes fully locked onto each other as he gently pushed himself into me.

It honestly didn't feel that bad, and then I realized it was because he hadn't gotten very far. As he pushed in further and further, the pain built and built.

I simultaneously gasped and screamed out as my head hit the back of the pillow, and not in a good way.

"Beca I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, we can stop. It's okay." He cooed as he trailed kisses up and down my neck. I shook my head in protest.

"I just need to get the pain over with, I'm okay. Please keep going." I assured him. He wasn't buying it as his head fell slightly to the side.

"I can't watch myself hurt you." He muttered dejectedly. I brought my hands up to his face.

"It's only gonna hurt for a little bit, it's my first time, it's to be expected. You can make me forget about the pain after, I promise." I encouraged him.

"Please, I need you Jesse."

That seemed to to be the encouragement he needed as he brought his body back down to me and began to kiss me again. Though his lower region remained still, half of him still inside of me. My body began to warm up again, and I squeezed his waist to encourage him. He complied slowly as he pumped in and out of me lightly. As he built up his momentum, he pushed out before fulling slamming into me, pushing right through my barrier.

I yelped out in pain as he immediately lowered his face to kiss my neck and chest and massage my breasts with his hands. I laid there, slightly tearing up, as I regained oxygen into my lungs and allowed my body time to adjust to having him inside of me.

We laid there, waiting. And after a few seconds, my eyes began scanning the room trying to think of anything but the pain.

"So...how's your mom?" I finally spoke, trying to add in some humor. He simply looked at me, totally unsure of how to respond to that as he laid on top of me.

I bust out laughing, finally ready to continue with things.

"Straight up weirdo, straight up weirdo Beca." He grumbled before finally getting back into things.

He began to pump and I wrapped my legs around his back. Okay, this wasn't as bad as the beginning, this was...this was good. No, scratch that, this was really good.

I moaned when I felt him hit the right spot.

"There?" He breathed. I was about to say something, nod, do anything that let him now it was right when he hit into again. I simply moaned.

"Yeah..." I finally breathed out.

I could feel him begin to speed up, a sign that I assumed meant he was getting closer. As he continued to speed up, he continued to hit in to my pressure point, harder and harder each time. My back began to arch, and soon my hips were rising to match his thrusts.

"Oh God...you feel so good, please don't stop, don't fucking stop." I screamed as my orgasm built, taking me to a state of pure bliss.

He pumped in two more times before sending me completely over the edge. I eyes slammed shut and I screamed out as he groaned and filled me completely.

His head rested into the crook of my neck as he breathed heavily and I came down from my first orgasm of the night.

"Okay, let's do that again..."