Oh. My. Goodness. Honestly guys, I cannot thank you enough for the reviews! You're angels, all of you. To put your little hearts at ease, I'm going to go ahead and address some concerns. 1. Don't give up on Jesse yet, because I'm certainly not. 2. After this chapter, I'm going to drop the topic of the letter for a while, but make sure and keep it tucked into the back of your brains. It might be a subject of particular interest later. (hehe) 3. Although the timeline is ambiguous, I imagine it to be towards the beginning of summer right now, and I plan to conclude the story around Thanksgiving or Christmas. Lots of angst in store. Both are far too dramatic for their own good.
Rachel had been standing at the hotel door for a couple of minutes when she determined that Jesse must be asleep. She gently tapped two more times, held her ear to the door, and then made her way back to the elevator. As she pressed the "down" button, she concluded that it was just as well – she'd had no plan when she came over, acting purely on impulse when she was unable to lose herself in slumber. What would she have said if he had actually been awake? Just as the elevator made a ding to indicate it had arrived on her floor, she heard Jesse's door open.
She turned around to find him staring at her with his arm leaning on the door frame and his head tilted to show his confusion. She made her way over to him and quickly averted her eyes when she noticed his naked torso. "I…" she began. "I couldn't sleep."
He stepped aside as he let her in his room, saying nothing to ease her thoughts.
She stood in the corner as he made his way back over to the bed, sitting on the edge with an eyebrow raised while awaiting her apology.
"I shouldn't have pushed you," she began. "I realize that now. While you did address the letter to me, therefore giving me every right to know its contents, I realize now that it is a sore topic for you, and because of that – I will drop it. I'll never mention the letter again, Jesse. Of that, I can promise you."
She raised her eyes to make eye contact with him for the first time since he'd opened the door. He said nothing as he made his way across the room to her, placing both hands above her shoulders on the wall and pinning his body against hers. His piercing blue eyes were the antithesis of her brown doe pupils, but in that moment, both pairs shared the same expression: uninhibited lust.
His mouth crashed onto hers in a searing kiss, sending them both into the oblivion of the moment. She raked all of her fingers in his curls as his hands roamed the body of the only woman he had ever allowed himself to love. For the first time in both their lives, two arms weren't enough to satisfy either of their needs. He momentarily broke the kiss as he hungrily bit at her neck and ripped the shirt that had previously been shielding her body, and Rachel let her eyes roll back as the back of her head found its resting spot against the wall. She reluctantly let go of the curls she hadn't realized she'd been pulling as she roamed his torso, trying to pull him closer than physically possible as he hastily lifted her skirt. His hands grabbed her bottom at the exact moment his lips crashed onto hers once again, and she let out an excited yelp that neither of them noticed.
They were entirely lost in one another and the pleasures they were both experiencing. He placed both of his hands against the wall once again, procuring his ability to stand upright as Rachel allowed her hands to explore further down his body. He broke the kiss and leaned his forehead against hers, both panting heavily, as she took him in her hand, gasping at the girth that she had never experienced before. No wonder he's so arrogant, she thought absentmindedly, while his mouth found her neck again and she stroked him inside of his pants.
His hands once again found her bottom, and he lifted her up as she swung her legs around his waist. Their tongues and mouths were wrestling with one another's as Jesse slid his hand between their bodies and pushed aside her panties, the last barrier between them. She was ready before he even began stroking, but he slipped a finger inside of her simply to satisfy both of their desires at the moment. His thumb made circular motions on her peak as she once again broke the kiss to catch her breath, a loud moan catching in her throat.
"Are you sure this time?" he asked, his voice momentarily taken over by that of a husky noise, completely fueled by lust. "Thirty more seconds and I'm not going to be able to stop." The only thing Rachel wanted him to stop doing was speaking. No words were needed as she nodded her head and he plunged inside of her, causing a scream to be released from her throat as her legs clamped tighter around his waist. He paused for a moment to let her adjust to his size before thrusting against her so hard she was sure to have bruises on her back the following day.
Jesse lifted Rachel's legs above his arms as he turned around and began making his way over to the bed, still thrusting inside of her midair. He made a mental note to thank his fitness trainer upon his return to Ohio before once again losing all thought to the brunette that was currently driving his senses wild. He tripped over the pile of discarded clothing, sending both of their bodies to the floor while never losing a beat as they continued to devour each other on the rough carpet. Rachel hooked her ankles behind Jesse's head as he seized the opportunity to once again place his hand between their thrashing bodies. As Jesse began repeating the circular motions while deeply thrusting inside of her, they both let go together - with nothing but pleasure and each other's names escaping their lips.
Jesse awoke with a smile on his face as the sun beamed in his side window. He kept his eyes closed as his mind drifted back to the incredibly vivid dream he'd had the night before. Just as he began humming the tune of Brown Eyes by Lady Gaga, he felt a body stir on the bed below his left arm. He turned to find Rachel blinking up at him, smiling as a slight blush crept onto her face. It hadn't been a dream. Rachel Berry had awoken in his arms, and everything was beautiful in his life once again.
"Good morning," he whispered.
"Hi," she replied shyly, closing her eyes for a moment. Jesse chuckled to himself as it dawned on him that Rachel was embarrassed. After reviewing the actions of last night that were quickly making a permanent mark in his memory, he smiled and placed a soft kiss on her plump lips. She rolled over and lazily straddled him as she planted her chin on his defined abdomen, entangling their legs as she mumbled something about needing coffee. She closed her eyes once more as she exhaled a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding, and suddenly she felt a twitch on her stomach coming from Jesse's lower half. She looked up at him with a surprised expression plastered on her face.
"How about we boost some energy sans coffee this morning?" He said, as he wrapped his arm around her and rolled her onto her back. Last night had been created on impulse, pure unadulterated passion, and animal instinct. This morning, they took their time and made love, moaning and enjoying one another in their newfound common interest.
Thirty minutes later, Rachel found herself in Jesse's shower, having already offered to ride with him to the airport. They had quite a bit to discuss in the hour before Jesse left to return to Ohio, hundreds of miles away from her once again.