This chapter is pretty straight forward. I know it's what you guys have been waiting for. I spent two days on this baby, so I hope you like it. Let me know what you guys think!

He slid both hands to tangle in her hair, licking his tongue against the seam of her lips. Beca opened her mouth to him and his tongue dipped into her, deepening the kiss. She raised her hands to grasp at his shirt, flicking her own tongue against his. Jesse pulled back after a few moments, staring directly into her eyes.

"You realize, of course, that your brother will murder me for having kissed you," he said seriously. Beca smiled.

"Well then, I guess you better make it worth it." The next kiss was fierce, taking Beca's breath away. Beca felt Jesse yanking her wet shirt up and she released his mouth so that he could pull it over her head and toss it onto the floor. She pushed his jacket off of his shoulders to fall to the ground behind him, yanking his shirt up next. He raised his arms up to pull at it from the top, pulling it up over his raised arms. Beca took advantage of having her hands free to run them over the planes of his chest and the dips and ridges of the muscles of his abdomen. She pressed wet kisses to his chest, feeling his hands descend to her back, fumbling for only a second with the clasp of her bra before unhooking it. He pulled the straps down her shoulders and Beca pulled it from her, tossing it to the side.

She stood, topless in the semi darkness of the foyer, her arms crossed in front of herself. Jesse stepped forward and kissed her again, pulling her arms away from her breasts and sliding his hands up her stomach to cup breasts with a low groan. She whimpered into his mouth as he squeezed her soft flesh, gasping as Jesse brushed his thumbs across her nipples. He stopped suddenly, pulling his mouth from hers.

"What the...are your nipples pierced?" He asked in shock. Beca blushed, thankful for the darkness.

"Uh...yeah...Benji, Chloe, and I got our nipples pierced together when we graduated high school," she laughed breathily. Jesse stared down at her breasts. "Is that a problem?"

"No," he breathed. "Actually... It's fucking sexy...do they-"

"No, they don't hurt," Beca answered, anticipating his question. "But they are sensitive." She could see Jesse's smirk through the dark and it sent a shot straight to her core. He brushed his thumbs across her nipples again and she moaned. He chuckled before dipping his head to flick his tongue against the nipple of her right breast. She threaded her hands through his hair, moaning breathily. Jesse switched to the other breast and Beca could feel her self beginning to tremble under his attention. She pulled his face back up to his, groaning into his kiss, her hands tracing a burning path to the hem of his sweat pants. As she traced the pads of her fingers along the warm skin above his waistband she felt his own hands working at unbuttoning her shorts, freeing the button quickly and pulling the zipper down. She moved her hands to push her shorts down over her hips, he batted her hands away. She felt him begin pushing her back and Beca stepped back to keep from toppling over, continuing unto her butt hit into the edge of the table in the middle of the foyer.

Jesse's hands where at her hips again, pushing her shorts down, kneeling before her to pull them down her legs, pulling her shoes and socks off as well. Beca stared down at him as he brought his hands back to her hips, gripping her and lifting her up and back. She took the hint, helping him lift her up onto the table.

A flash of lightning lit the foyer, illuminating Jesse in sharp contrast and his stare as he gazed up at her from between her knees was burned into Beca's retina's, sending a bolt of heat to her center.

Jesse placed a kiss to the inside of her knee, nipping slightly, and Beca felt her breath catch in her chest. He followed that kiss with another on the opposite leg, followed by another and another. He moved higher up her thighs with each wet kiss, and Beca could feel her nerves sparking, igniting each time he moved closer and closer to her core. She whined when he skipped over her center, nipping at the bell of her hip and suckling the curve of her waist.

"Impatient," he chuckled as he took a nipple into her mouth. Beca glared down at him.

"Tease," she shot back. Jesse pulled away from her breast to capture her mouth.

"You talk too much," he said between kisses. Beca pulled her head back to retort but her words caught in her throat when she felt a finger swipe through her arousal. "You seem to be enjoying yourself," he teased, noting just how wet she was. Beca bit her bottom lip as his finger caught against her clit momentarily. She let her head fall back onto her shoulders, her eyes drifting shut as he strummed against that bundle of nerves again. And then, his finger was gone from her center. Beca's head snapped up and she looked back at Jesse. She watched as he brought two fingers up to his mouth, staring into her eyes as he sucked them into his mouth momentarily, getting them coated with his saliva. Beca watched as he took those same fingers and placed them at the apex of her thighs, sliding them inside her with no preamble. Her eyes closed as she gasped in pleasure.

"Fuck," she sighed.

"Jesus, you're fucking tight," Jesse groaned, resting his forehead against hers as he thrust his fingers into her. Beca's mouth was open as she panted. It felt amazing. But she wanted more. She may have let him take the lead her first time, and she may have enjoyed the sweetness back then. But Beca was no longer a sweet girl, and she didn't need to be treated as such.

Beca brought her hands to Jesse's face, pulling his mouth to hers so that she could capture them in a fierce kiss. He grunted when she nipped at his tongue when he dipped it into her mouth. She slid her hands into his hair, gripping the still damp curls and pulling hard enough to tip his head back.

Beca turned her attention to his throat, running her tongue up from his clavicle to just below his ear, scraping her teeth across the sensitive skin there. She took one hand, releasing his hair, and trailed it down to his chest. Jesse gasped when she pinched his nipple, making Beca laugh against his throat.

"Are you having fun?" Jesse panted, curling his fingers inside her so that she saw stars. Beca moaned loudly. She dropped her hand down to grasp at him through his sweatpants.

"Are you?" She countered, squeezing his erection through the cotton covering it.

"Fuck," he hissed. Beca let go of his hair and pushed him back, scooting herself off the table to stand in front of him. She kissed his lips briefly before bringing her mouth down to kiss his chest, biting a nipple and immediately soothing it with her tongue before kissing a burning trail down his abdomen, lowering herself to kneel before him.

She looked up at Jesse, just barely making his face out through the dark to see him staring at her, his mouth hanging open slightly.

She smirked up at him, hooking her slender fingers into his waistband, pulling them down his legs, licking her tongue at the V shaped dip in his muscles. As soon as his erection was freed, Beca grasped it with one hand as the other continued pulling his sweatpants down. He stepped out of them and kicked them out of the way. She tightened her grip around him, stroking her hand along his length, smiling at the groan he made when she did so. She moved her face closer, her tongue darting out to swipe at the tip of him. Jesse gasped and Beca repeated the move before parting her lips to take him into her mouth as far as she could. She curled her tongue to press against the underside of his erection as she moved her head up and down his length. His hands moved her head, his fingers grasping her wet tangles, guiding her movements. He was panting and groaning and Beca swirled her tongue over the tip with each upward stroke and hummed around him with each downward turn.

"Fuck, Becs," Jesse pulled her off, breathing heavily. "This is going to be over far too quickly if you keep doing that."

"That's a shame," she teased, licking his tip and earning a strangled moan. Jesse retaliated by grasping her under her arms, lifting her to her feet, capturing her lips with his as he steered her backward until her back met the wall. Jesse kissed her savagely, taking her breath away. Beca felt his hands grip her breasts briefly before sliding down to grip her ass and pulling her flush against him. She couldn't help but draw in a sharp breath as he hooked his hands under her thighs, lifting her up and wrapping her legs around his hips. Beca looped her arms around his neck and leaned her shoulders back against the wall to help Jesse keep his balance. She looked straight into his eyes as she felt one of his hands between them, teasing at her center. She moaned when his fingers slid into her once more.

"Please, Jesse, I need more than your fingers," she panted.

She pulled him closer to kiss him again, gently this time. She could feel Jesse lining himself up with her entrance and she released his mouth, exhaling as he slid into her, filling her. He paused then, buried to the hilt within her, feeling her all around him. He met her hooded gaze with his own as he withdrew slowly. Beca's bottom lip was caught between her teeth as she stared at him. When he pushed back into her eyelids fluttered closed. Jesse continued that way until she opened her eyes again to stare at him.

"You don't have to be gentle," she told him, her voice sounding breathless. "I'm not a virgin this time, Jesse." Jesse smirked at her.

"Yes, ma'am." He withdrew again, shifting his grip from her thighs to her ass, before thrusting into her forcefully. Beca's eyes rolled back as she moaned loudly. Jesse set a hard pace then, driving into her with such force that Beca could barely contain her moans.

"Fuck!" She gasped, feeling herself edge closer to orgasm. Jesse took a hand and brought it up to Beca's mouth. She parted her lips, allowing him to slide two fingers into her mouth, wetting them with her tongue. When his fingers were coated with her saliva he took them from her mouth and slid them against down to her clit, strumming against that button. Beca keened loudly falling over the edge of her bliss. Jesse continued his onslaught, driving into her and rubbing her clit spurring her into another orgasm almost immediately, the muscles in her thighs trembling and shaking. Beca grit her teeth, her ears ringing and her body buzzing with her pleasure. Distantly she could hear Jesse grunting and gasping. He took his hand away from where they were joined to grasp her thigh, lifting her up so that he withdrew completely from her just in time for his own orgasm, his release splashing into her stomach.

Jesse leaned heavily into Beca, panting for breath. Beca was sure she sounded the same as she leaned her head back against the wall. "Are you good to stand?" He asked next to her ear.

"I think so." She felt Jesse step back and she unwrapped her legs from his hips, lowering her feet to the floor. Her legs were shaky but stable enough to stand on her own. She looked down at herself. "Uh..."

"What?"

"You got something I can clean up with?" She looked up to see him staring at her.

"Yeah, hold on." His voice is gravelly and, if Beca was honest, it made her want him to ravage her again. Down girl, she told herself. Jared will know something is up if you come hobbling into band practice like you've got saddle burn. She watched Jesse walk into the darkened hall, listening to his footsteps on the floor. She looked at the floor, not sure which shapeless piles of clothing were hers and which were his. Well, mine will be the wet stuff, obviously. She looked up when she heard footsteps coming towards her.

"Here," Jesse said, holding out a handful of tissues. Beca took them from him and began wiping at the mess on her stomach.

"Blech," Beca grunted as she cleaned herself up.

"Well, I didn't have a condom," Jesse pointed out, watching her.

"I'm on birth control."

"Because I would know that." Beca looked up at his sarcastic tone.

"You could have asked."

"I was sort of preoccupied."

"Funny how that keeps happening to you." There was a loud hum, immediately followed by the lights flickering and coming back to life. Beca yelped, snatching the closest dry article of clothing-which turned out to be Jesse's T shirt-and covering herself with it. She glared at Jesse when he laughed at her.

"For crying out loud, Beca. I have seen you naked before."

"Not with the lights on," she argued. "Besides, I've seen pictures of your ex. I don't exactly measure up." Jesse shook his head, stooping over to pick up his sweatpants and pull them up onto his hips. Beca tried hard not to stare. Jesse's body had definitely gotten better with age. She watched the muscles move beneath his skin.

"You have nothing to complain about," he chuckled, breaking into her thoughts. "Besides, I was kinda hoping to see those nipple piercings in the light." Beca blushed deeply, not knowing how to respond.

"Would you mind if I dried my clothes?" she asked, changing the subject.

"Go ahead."

"Do you have any pants I can borrow?"

"I'll go get some gym shorts. Maybe, if you roll the waistband they'll fit." Jesse headed towards the stairs.

"Great. Hey, Jesse?" Beca called. Jesse paused at the bottom step. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other. "Don't tell anyone about this. I just...don't wanna deal with all the gossip. Plus, Jared would kill you." Jesse stared at her, his face unreadable.

"Of course," he agreed slowly. "I mean, it's not like it really meant anything." Beca felt her heart stop. She watched him as he turned and walked up the staircase, leaving her staring after him, feeling once again like she was thrust back into that terrible Monday morning.

I know, I know...But you guys didn't really think it would be that easy, did you? There's still much more that needs to happen. Also, can I get a freaking shout out for three solid pages of sex? Seriously, I think I fried my brain...