Darker – Chapter 25

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Last time on Darker…

With my biggest fear coming true, I felt as though my heart would beat out of my chest. After being counseled and then seeing that beautiful house, the certainty I felt for our future was slowly slipping away. The only thing I was sure of at that very moment was the love of my life was missing.

And now…

At eleven o'clock CNN announced the search was being called off due to dangerous terrain and poor visibility. Seeing Jesse's beautiful face on the screen made my heart sink as my mind kept creating scenarios that concluded with the same horrific ending.

When the news began looping their telecasts from earlier, footage of Jesse's many accomplishments and rare public appearances filled in the gaps as information trickled in at the rate of an IV drip. With no significant information being reported other than possible wreckage being discovered, things were looking grim.

It surprised me to see photographs and videos of us at social gatherings, with the most recent being at the post victory press conference in Copenhagen. I was no longer referred to as the friend as speculation of a potential engagement was announced.

I couldn't help smiling at the way he always seemed to be touching me in some manner; being the possessive arrogant ass he was, while we posed together as a couple for the ruthless paparazzi.

As the evening dragged on I looked to the Swanson's who huddled together on one sofa as Chloe and Luke sandwiched me on the other. It also occurred to me in the short amount of time I lived here, I'd never seen so many people in the penthouse at one time.

All I could think of was how far we'd come in our relationship and the true love we shared. We were best friends and or lovers about to embark on the next chapter of our lives, only to be stopped by an unexpected event. Was it an accident or was Jesse's past coming back to haunt us...again.

Why didn't I tell him about the nightmares and why didn't I give him my answer to his proposal? What the hell was I waiting for? If something had happened to Jesse he would never know just how much he meant to me, and he would never know my decision. There would never be another man who could push me to my limits of submission or experience the passion of our love making; there would never be another man like Jesse. Without him I would be incomplete and beyond repair.

Letting out a sob Chloe clutched my forearm as I fought back tears. "He's going to be okay." She said softly. As much as she tried to mask it, I could still hear the lack of conviction in her voice. "Don't lose hope, okay?"

"I don't know, Chlo...I just can't shake this feeling that he's hurt or stranded somewhere...or worse."

"Hey..." Zoe made her way over to us and sat on the coffee table before me. "My brother loves you." The youngest sibling gripped my hands and willed her support. "He'll find his way back." Her kindhearted words were my undoing as I could no longer hold back my tears.

"There's so much I didn't tell him."

"You'll tell him when he returns." Luke added, draping an arm around me as I wept quietly on his shoulder.

"Waiting is always the hardest part." Christine interjected, offering me a cup of herbal tea. "Don and I have been praying and will be in the study if you need us."

"Thank you." Acknowledging Ms. Clark with a nod I wiped my tears and accepted the hot beverage from her. Since the night of my attack we'd gotten to know each other better, and just like with Benji, we became friends. To Jesse's discontent I wasn't supposed to fraternize with the hired staff, but couldn't help myself; these were good people who genuinely cared for him and accepted me without question. It was at that moment I noticed Christine wasn't in her usual uniform. Dressed in leggings and an oversized t-shirt, her dark ash blonde hair was down, making her look years younger as she worried about the man who signed her paychecks.

Hearing a commotion in the hall, Benji appeared with Detective Brady and two uniformed cops. I was in no mood to discuss my assault especially since Janet was the only one of the family with any knowledge of what had transpired. They were in a heated discussion about breaches in security and sounded as though blame was being tossed around.

"Ms. Mitchell…" The head officer broke free from Jesse's most trusted assistant. "The building is surrounded by media. We're here to give you folks some added protection."

"Thank you Detective." The family matriarch spoke on our behalf as he and Benji took the men into an adjacent room.

As we sat in silence I noticed it was now after midnight and officially Jesse's birthday. I had so many plans to make this a memorable day for him but found myself praying to God for his safe return and promising to attend church services on Sunday. I wasn't the religious type however with nearly twenty hours since his disappearance I figured appealing to a higher power couldn't do any harm.

While observing Janet, she didn't appear as the confident physician who tended to me during my brief hospital visit. She looked older and haggard as any mother would fearing for her son's safety. With Zoe and Tom holding her hands she occasionally gave me a look of sympathy knowing my heart was breaking just as much as hers.

With the house phone ringing off the hook, members of the associated press tried to get the exclusive scoop from us. Jonathan decided he'd had enough, and as head of the family it was his responsibility to go downstairs with Detective Brady, give the press a brief statement and request privacy for the family during this difficult time. Seeing his face appear on screen with his son's was surreal as we watched him avoid answering difficult questions.

At a quarter past one the miracle of all miracles took place.

Hearing gasps from Janet and Zoe, they stood up and ran passed me. It was as though I was watching a movie in slow motion as I turned around and saw him. Not knowing how or what had happened, Jesse somehow made his way home.

Looking disheveled, he was dirty and tired with stubble covering his pale face, his white dress shirt was ripped and his slacks bloodied from an apparent injury. He wasn't his usual put together self, but to me he'd never looked more beautiful as his family made their way over to him while a teary eyed Christine and Don reentered the room. As for myself, I remained in a state of shock and couldn't move.

"Holy shit!" Tom cursed as he and his father made their way over to Jesse who was being accosted by the women. "You're alive!" And joined in as they celebrated his return.

Turning back around I closed my eyes and internally thanked God for returning Jesse to us as Chloe and Luke consoled me. There were no words to describe my relief as moisture flooded my eyes.

"He's really here." Chloe whispered into my ear as she clutched my arm. "He's okay."

With his return, the chill of the room was replaced with warmth as the Swanson's doted over their long lost family member. Observing Jesse he glanced over at me and was at a loss of words, looking puzzled without any idea of how to react, he was surrounded by unconditional love.

See Jesse, they all love you...

"Son...you gave us one hell of a scare." Jonathan spoke, pulling Jesse into an awkward embrace. "You okay?"

"Yeah dad...I'm good. Just tired and hungry."

With his last statement Christine left Don's side and acknowledged Jesse with a tear filled nod then ran off to the kitchen to prepare him something to eat.

"You're hurt" Janet cried, holding her son at arms length to examine him. "Let me look at that leg."

"Mom...it's just a scratch. Other than some bumps and bruises, I'm going to live." Jesse was genuinely stupefied to see his family at his residence at such a late hour. "Why are you all here?"

The youngest Swanson wrapped her arms around her brother's neck. "You've been missing you dumb lug. We thought something happened to you." Zoe followed up her insult with a slap to his chest. "Why didn't you call?"

"It's nice to see you too, sis." He retorted with a sense of sarcasm. "Sorry but my iPhone didn't survive the fire."

"FIRE!" The Swanson clan blurted out at the same time as they surrounded him with more questions.

"Guys! I'm okay, it just took a long time to get back. I'll explain everything later but right now, I wanna say hi to my girl."

Helping me to my feet, Chloe and Luke stepped aside as Jesse slowly approached me. I didn't want him seeing me so upset but I had no control of my emotions. With my head held down, tears flowed like a faucet as Jesse gently lifted my chin to look into my red watering eyes.

"Hey...what's with the tears?" He asked softly, studying me. "I'm okay, baby."

Without another thought I grabbed his head in a vice grip between my palms and crushed my lips to his. I didn't care who was in the room, witnessing our moment because we'd been given another chance and I wasn't going to hold back anymore. The love of my life was back and I was going to make sure he knew how important he was to me.

Responding to my actions, Jesse pulled me flush to him and tightly wrapped his arms around me while I shed happy tears.

"You're really here." I sobbed between kisses. "I thought I'd lost you."

"No way." He smiled against my lips. "If you think for one second I'm going to let a little crash keep us apart, you're crazy because you're stuck with me."

I wouldn't have it any other way...

"So you did crash." Jonathan spoke, bringing us back down to earth. "What happened?"

Pulling his lips away, Jesse kept me tucked in his side as he addressed his father's question then gave a brief statement to Detective Brady before sending him away.

From his description it sounded like an electrical fire in the cockpit that caused the engines to fail. With Charlie Tango being one of the safest helicopters on the market, Jesse was able to lower their altitude enough to give them a fighting chance. His VP was hospitalized for moderate injuries while Jesse was pretty much spared from the accident.

Benji finally joined us and extended his arm to greet his friend and employer. After a brief conversation about the whereabouts of the helicopter he made arrangements to haul the wreckage to a repair shop.

"Is she salvageable?" Jonathan inquired.

"I don't know." Jesse responded. "She's pretty banged up."

"I'll take care of it." Benji piped up and took his queue by leaving. "It's good to have you back."

As the evening progressed Jesse devoured his sandwich and washed it down with a beer then dismissed everyone with the exception of Luke. The Brit had arrived with Chloe but she was now leaving with Tom. Being the perfect host, Jesse offered him our guest room for the night which, he graciously accepted. Saying his goodbyes to the Swanson's I caught a glimpse of my former radio station manager giving Zoe a wink as she left with her parents. I was still a weeping mess but was curious to find out what was going on between the DJ and younger sibling of Jesse's.

With everyone else gone we said goodnight to Luke then left to our master retreat. As soon as we entered our bedroom, Jesse closed the door behind us and locked it.

"Shower with me."

Nodding with a smile I followed Jesse into our ensuite bath. I was still shaken up for what happened tonight and was unusually quiet as he turned on the water and let the steam fill The room. I was in my own little world as my mind replayed horrific scenarios with very different endings to the night, sending my walls to rise at a world record pace. Shaking my head I became super anxious and felt my chest tightening up.

"What's wrong?" Jesse asked as I backed away from him. "What is it?"

My breathing had become so erratic, I clutched my chest. "Was it sabotage?" I finally asked leaning back against the counter. "Did someone try to kill you?"

"I don't know." Jesse's response was soft as he closed the gap between us. "But it's a possibility."

"How the hell can you be so poised about this?"

"Baby...it's okay." He stroked my face trying to calm me down. "Once we have Charlie Tango inspected we'll know more about what caused the fire."

"It's not okay, Jesse." Shaking my head I began to push him away. "You almost left me."

"What?"

"You promised you'd never leave." With a shaky voice the pain of my father's betrayal consumed me. "Just like him..."

"What are you talking about?"

"My dad made the same promises but he still left us." My walls were as high as Mount Everest as I continued my spiral into darker times remembering the pain of abandonment. "I trusted you!"

"Beca...I'm not your father and will never betray your trust." Without warning Jesse pulled me to him and dragged us into the shower stall fully clothed.

"What the hell!" Shrieking out at the scalding temperature, my dress and undergarments were becoming soaking wet. "Have you lost your goddamn mind?"

Jesse let out a hearty laugh as the spraying water drenched us. "They're just clothes." He said calmly as he proceeded to unzip my dress in back. "I want you out of this...NOW!" He demanded as he lowered the garment down my arms. "I want to see you."

Left in only my underwear he wasted no time to rid me of them. Standing before me Jesse was fully clothed and stared at my nakedness, then became emotional.

"What is it?" I asked.

You're so beautiful." He was so soft spoken and started tearing up. "I thought it was my time."

"What?" Nothing could have prepared me for what happened next as I instinctively held him in my arms while he sobbed. "Tell me what happened."

"No."

"Jesse...please tell me. I need to know."

After a beat he started talking.

"The gauges were short circuiting and the cabin filled with smoke." He opened as I encouraged him to go on. "We were dropping like a rock and I had no fucking control." He admitted through tears. "Your face was the last image I saw before we collided into a forested area. We must have fallen another hundred feet before finally hitting the ground." Pulling away he looked into my soul and saw that my tears had started up again. "I've never been afraid of dying, but the thought of never seeing you again, never holding you in my arms was so unbearable; it was far worse than any pain I'd ever experienced."

Hearing his recollection of events I realized how much he downplayed the accident to his family so they wouldn't worry. I'd never seen Jesse so distraught and so vulnerable which, made me want to care for him and love Jesse that much more.

"My VP was unconscious and bleeding from his head. I carried him on my back God only knows how many miles. I was so fucking tired but kept thinking about you, and that kept me going." He continued on. "But then it got dark and we were lost. I thought for sure with no food or water we would die out there, until we ran into hikers."

"What the hell were they doing way out there?"

"I don't know but they gave us water and helped us find our way back."

"Why didn't you use one of their cell phones to call?"

"I tried, but there was no reception." He explained. "When we got back to civilization, Life-Flight flew Jerry to the nearest hospital and I was flown here."

"My God! You really went through hell."

"I couldn't wait to see you." Backing away from me, his rear hit the wall as he appeared anguished. "I need you, baby."

Knowing what he needed from me I pushed aside my own feelings and directed my attention to Jesse who was practically begging for my help. Ripping open his shirt, buttons went flying in all directions as they ricocheted off the tile walls. Latching onto his neck I sucked on his pulse point and pushed the damaged garment off his arms then placed healing kisses to his blemished skin. As soon as he was liberated of the rest of his clothing I was pushed backwards until I hit the wall and was kissed with such force, I nearly saw stars. He was on fire as he held my leg up and plunged himself inside. Slamming into my core as hard as he could, we reconnected the best way we knew how while our grunts echoed throughout the small space.

There could be no pleasure without pain. Jesse's mantra was engraved in my mind during the onslaught I was receiving. Recalling the way I was shown how to pleasure myself I reached between my thighs and rubbed myself there.

In a matter of minutes I hit my peak and shouted my release. Not a minute later Jesse withdrew himself and thrust one last time, emptying himself deep inside my depths. Yelling out something incomprehensible he shook all over as he tried to support me and lost his footing. Sliding to the ground we sat on the bottom of the shower floor still connected while our lips formed a tight seal.

It was the roughest sex we'd ever had but it was also the most emotional as we broke down in each other's arms. The thought of being apart was too much for us as we sobbed together.

"Don't you ever leave me!" I threatened, locking eyes with him. My emotions were all over the place as my fists pounded his chest and shoulders. "Promise me damn it!"

"I'm so sorry." He held me tighter as I fell apart in his arms. Surprised by my raw emotions, this was me in my purest form with my insecurities and pain resurfacing. "I'll never leave you, baby...I promise."

We stayed this way for sometime as the water sprayed over us, washing away our fears and tears.

"I'm pruning up." My words broke the silence. We had no idea how long we were in the shower but knew it was a while as the water was becoming cold. "And now I'm becoming a raisin."

Jesse smiled. "Me too. I'm taking you to bed." Helping me to my feet, my legs were unsteady as I exited the stall first then grabbed a couple of fluffy towels from the rack. Turning off the water Jesse stepped out and pulled me into his arms. "I wanna lose myself in you."

"Mmm...I think we can make that happen."

We followed our shower sexscapades with slow passionate lovemaking. It was vanilla sex at its finest as we took turns worshipping the other and climaxing together. Taking breaks in between we spoke of our undying love for one another and about our future. Propping my naked self on his bare chest I looked into his warm brown eyes and had to ask.

"Is sex like this for everyone?" With no frame of reference, I was curious. "Is it always this incredible?"

"No baby, it's not." He chuckled softly and smiled, side sweeping a tendril of wild hair behind my ear spike. "Sex feels good but with you..." He sighed. "It's so much more."

"How so?"

"You're the only woman I've ever made love to."

"Why is that?"

"Because being with you is special. We're soulmates, Beca. Being inside you just feels like home."

"It's so intimate." My admission had me blushing as I nuzzled his chest. "I can't imagine being with anyone else." Raising my head I pressed my lips to his. "Happy Birthday."

A few hours later the sun was up...

While Jesse slept in I carefully got out of bed and put on my silky robe before going into the ensuite bath to make myself look more presentable. Removing any leftover makeup from the day before I styled my untamed hair into a messy bun. Studying myself in the mirror my bruise was finally gone, however I was flushed from the overnight exertions and glowing. With so many things planned for Jesse, it was going to be one of the most memorable days of our lives.

Walking down the hall I heard a commotion in the kitchen. "Blimey fuck!" In his British accent Luke fought with the Keurig machine and was losing.

"Hey...look who's up?" I yawned. "Let me help you with that."

"Oh hey! Good morning doll." He smirked at my obvious fatigue. "Looks like you're in more need of caffeine than I am."

Giving him a quick nod to acknowledge him, it occurred to me that we weren't exactly quiet last night. Pressing the button on the coffee maker I tried to shake off the idea that our indiscretions may have been overheard.

"So...um, it's Jesse's birthday, and I was planning on making him breakfast in bed." Walking over to the sub zero fridge I took out a dozen eggs, pound of bacon and a few russet potatoes. "Can I interest you in a real breakfast?"

"Mmm...that sounds amazing. Jesse's a lucky guy." Luke replied, adding creamer to his freshly brewed coffee. "Speaking of...how is your mate?"

Freshly fucked and satiated...

"Good. A bit shaken up from the accident, but he's good."

"You really like him."

Like?

"I'm in love him."

"Yeah...well that was pretty obvious from last night."

What was he alluding to? Did he hear us?

With bacon frying on the stovetop I grated the potatoes and added them to another pan.

"So...I'll see you tonight at the Swanson's."

"You will?"

"I'm Zoe's date...she kind of invited me."

"Speaking of her, what's going on between you two?" Flipping over pieces of bacon I smirked at my friend. "I saw the wink last night so don't try to deny it."

Letting out a chuckle Luke took a sip of his hot beverage. "She's pretty cool for a Swanson." He admitted with affection. "Thanks to you, we're seeing each other."

Lining up the bacon on a plate lined with paper towels we heard feet shuffling and turned towards the hall to spot a very sleepy Jesse with just fucked hair wearing nothing more than Star Wars themed lounge pants. Wrapping his arms around me he nuzzled the back of my neck making me giggle.

"Thank you for this morning." Turning me around he pressed his lips to mine in a very noisy sloppy kiss. "I can't wait for my other birthday present." His suggestive tone was obvious in what he was implying. It was so unlike Jesse but I had the feeling his PDA and suggestiveness was for Luke's benefit.

In all the years I'd known Luke he'd never seen me in a relationship or being affectionate with anyone for that matter. Feeling my face flush I must have turned fifty shades of red while Luke looked as though he was about to hurl. With Jesse making himself some coffee I mouthed "sorry" to my friend while he shook his head and smirked.

"It's alright, Becky." Like all the years I'd known him, Luke purposely mispronounced my name to get a rise out of me. "It's your man's birthday which, reminds me...I need to take care of some things, so I'll leave you two..."

"Don't be ridiculous, stay and have breakfast with us." Jesse insisted. "Beca is an amazing cook, amongst other things." He stopped himself to whisper. "She has many hidden talents."

"Enough already!" I was done being objectified. "I don't care if it's your birthday or not...old man. You're literally a breath away from becoming a eunuch."

"Ouch!" Both men said in unison as they grabbed their private parts and let out hearty laughs at my snark and empty threat.

Breakfast was a lot of fun as we digested platters of bacon, omelets and hash brown potatoes, then washed down our meals with freshly squeezed orange juice and hot coffee. Luke and I shared stories of our Barden days which left us guffawing at some of the crazy shenanigans we pulled off at the radio station.

It was the first time Jesse wasn't uncomfortable with Luke's company until he brought up his sister. After a few hundred threats from Jesse, our British friend promised to be honorable and treat his younger sibling like the princess she was.

At around eleven Luke called for a taxi, wished Jesse a happy birthday and told him he was glad he was safe and sound. Giving me a hug, Luke and Jesse shook hands and bid us farewell until later tonight.

Giving the staff the weekend off, it was just the two of us in the apartment. Leaving the kitchen a mess I couldn't wait to give Jesse my gifts. Taking his hand I guided him back to the bedroom and had him sit on the edge of our bed. Disappearing into the closet I presented him with a medium size box.

"After what happened yesterday I'm not so sure about this, but...open it anyway."

Giving me a look of bewilderment Jesse turned his attention to the neatly wrapped box and gave it a shake then ripped into it with all the enthusiasm of a child on Christmas morning. When he saw what it was, his face lit up. From Brookstone I'd found a solar powered helicopter that was controlled by either the remote that came with it or an iPhone app. He went nuts over the toy as he quickly put it together and powered it up.

"Look at that!" His enthusiasm was addictive as he flew the mini helicopter around the room. "This is so cool!"

My boyfriend was officially a man-child...

"So...I guess you like it?"

"Um...yeah, you can say that. I love it...thank you!"

"There's more you know." Letting out a deep breath I disappeared into the closet and presented his second gift. "Okay...so, this might be more for me." Biting my lip I set down the larger box on the bed and stepped away.

Placing the toy on his chest of drawers Jesse sat on the edge of the bed and tried to figure out why I was fidgeting. "Why are you so nervous?"

"You'll see..."

Taking his sweet time unwrapping the box, he broke the ribbon. Removing the top half his jaw went slack with shock. My gift officially rendered him speechless.

"Say something." I urged as my stomach did flip flops. Picking up a index card, he mouthed the message to himself and then out loud.

"Do rude things to you?" Looking up at me his reaction was unreadable. "What do you mean by this?"

With my heart pounding I was shaking like a leaf. "Remove the tissue paper from the box and it'll make more sense."

His eyes widened like quarters as he saw what I'd collected for this very moment. My leather collar and wrist restraints, his burgundy tie, a black blindfold, nipple clamps, the heart shaped jewel metal butt plug, a bottle of lube and a key to the playroom.

"You want to play?" He asked softly. "With this stuff?"

Nodding slowly I suddenly felt shy as Jesse looked conflicted.

"It was a stupid idea...never mind." Feeling like an ass I placed the lid back on the box. "I'll just put this-."

"-Right now." He interrupted, taking the box from my hands. "Get ready for me, I'll be there in a few minutes." Handing me the key I left the room feeling more confident in my gift as I headed for the red room of pain.

Entering the playroom I discarded my robe, draping it over a chair, braided my hair then took the position on my knees with my hands flat on my thighs. This was it, the defining moment when I fully gave myself to him.

Hearing the door open I snuck a peek and saw he'd changed into his faded jeans that hung low on his waist that did all kinds of wonderful things to my already raging libido. Placing the box down on a table he took out his favorite tie and approached me.

"You look mighty fine Miss Mitchell but you're a tad underdressed." He joked, helping me to my feet. Raising my chin he placed a chaste kiss on my lips then tied a perfect Windsor knot around my neck. The tie was so long, it reached my lady bits. "Now you're properly dressed." He praised yanking me forward by the tie until I stumbled into him.

"Sorry! My Antilock Braking System isn't working very well." I joked, eliciting a smirk from him.

"Shh...no more talking." Trying to maintain his dominant persona he yanked my hair down in back and kissed me hard. "No safe words, okay?" He murmured into my lips. "If something doesn't feel right, just tell me."

Nodding with understanding he undid the tie and handed over my leather collar.

"Put this on." Without hesitation I fastened the accessory around my neck and felt myself relax instantly.

"Come here and bend over this." Doing as I was told, I bent over a black cushioned table and let my breasts dangle over the edge. "Knees over here and ass pointed up." He instructed. "That's it, now spread your thighs so I can see you." Feeling so vulnerable and exposed Jesse made matters more intense by covering my eyes with a blindfold.

"I love your tits." He praised. Walking around to the front, he knelt down and fondled one of my breasts, eliciting a moan from me then clamped the stiffened nipple tightly. Repeating the same process to its twin, my boobs deliciously throbbed. Connecting the metal clips to my collar, he tugged the chains until I let out a whimper.

"So you want me to do rude things to you."

"Yes." I breathed. "Whatever you want."

"Okay...you asked for it."

Feeling cold lubricant hit my backside Jesse's digits filled both holes sending me into a heightened state of arousal. As he fingered my clit with one hand I felt cold metal tease me with the other, and then it happened. Arching my back I grunted out as the plug was guided into position. I'd never experienced anything like it as I was captivated by pleasure and pain while my inner goddess and subconscious clung on to each other and gawked at me.

"That's my girl." He purred, kissing the back of my neck. "How does that feel?"

It fucking hurt!

"Good." I lied as he tugged and let go of the giant pacifier sticking out of my ass. "What are you going to do to me?"

"I don't know...I'm kind of making it up as I go along." And then I felt the sting of his hand that had me crying out...and then another slap. My center was officially Niagara Falls as it dripped with my essence. "Are you ready?"

Ready for what?

Hearing the sound of his zipper drop he rubbed himself against me, teasing both openings, then forced his way inside making me groan out. The feeling was exquisite as I was pinched and stretched and filled beyond capacity while he pumped my core.

Feeling the volume and weight of the plug and pressure of Jesse's massive cock filling me, I was becoming lost in the moment as the sound of slapping skin reverberated throughout the room.

"Give it to me, baby." He ordered through gritted teeth as I felt myself heating up. "That's it, I can feel you tightening up. Now let it go."

Before I knew it I was coming apart at the seams and yelling out my violent release as my entire body spasmed. Jesse finished shortly afterwards with his own climax then withdrew immediately fearing it was too much for me as I was consumed by a never ending orgasm. Releasing the clamps and removing the blindfold, I was pulled into his arms and cradled like a child as we sat on the floor.

"Thank you, baby." His words were soothing as he kissed my glistening forehead. "You have no idea how much your trust means to me."

Unable to catch my breath, my pulse was as rapid as a jackhammer as I managed a half smile.

"C'mon...let's rest." Picking me up he brought us over to the giant four poster bed where he gently lowered me onto the soft leather surface. Climbing in beside me he wrapped his arms around my front and kissed the back of my head. "Sleep now." He whispered.

"But I have one more gift for you."

"Laters, baby...go to sleep."

With all the excitement of Jesse's accident and sexcapades of the night to the kinky fuckery of this morning, my body finally hit its breaking point. I couldn't move and gave in to sleep.

A couple hours later I woke up to Jesse removing the plug. Repositioning me on my hands and knees, I was claimed in such a way I could never imagine or would ever forget. The pain experienced was both excruciating and exquisite as I slipped easily into subspace with my anal virginity being taken and possessed by another.

With the exertions of the day, we were finally satiated and fell back into a peaceful slumber.

At nearly five-thirty at night we finally woke up and I was successfully freed from my earlier trance. Having spent the majority of the day in the playroom, we were now running late for Jesse's birthday dinner. Taking a quick shower we got ready in record breaking time and was out the door within the hour. Jesse looked beyond handsome as he wore black dress slacks and matching blazer with a burgundy shirt while I wore a form fitting strapless number in black with silver stilettos.

With Benji and Don playing chauffeur and providing extra security for us, I winced at every bump in the road making Jesse chuckle. He liked me sore and made sure I was reminded of where he'd been.

Arriving at the house we noticed the quiet dinner we were told about turned out to be a gala affair as hundreds of guests crowded around us as we entered. As more people approached, Jesse dodged them and dragged me through the house and out the back French doors.

"Where are you taking us?"

"To the pool house. There's something I want to show you."

"Slow down, dude! I can't walk that fast in these things." My bitching stopped him in his tracks as he contemplated his next actions; picking me up he tossed me over his shoulder. "Jesse! Put me down!"

"Shh...someone will hear us."

"You think?"

After a few minutes of being whisked away, we stopped at the entrance of the pool house where I was placed on my feet.

"Close your eyes and don't peek."

Letting out a sigh I reluctantly shut my eyes and was guided into the structure where I immediately smelled the flowery fragrance.

"Okay...you can open them now."

I gasped with my hand over my mouth and immediately teared up at the incredible sight before me. The place was candle lit and filled with all kinds of flowers, plants and roses.

"You already own my heart, now here's the-"

"-Flowers." I finished his sentence and took a couple more steps forward. It was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. "I thought you didn't do romance."

"I don't."

Turning around Jesse was down on one knee and held out a small black jeweler's box. He was struggling with his emotions.

"I've never met anyone like you, and don't think I ever will again. You're the strongest and most beautiful woman, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you." He paused to wipe his eye with the back of his hand. "Rebeca Ann Mitchell, I love you with all my heart. Will you please do me the honor and be my wife?"

By this time I was an emotional wreck with tears streaming down my face. "Did you bring my last gift?" My voice was barely above a whisper as I asked. Wiping his eyes some more, he nodded. "Open it."

Removing the rectangular gold box from inside his jacket, he placed the jeweler's box down and shook my gift that produced a slight rattle. Taking his time he slid off the red ribbon and removed the lid.

"Cool! It's an Apple Watch!"

Rolling my eyes at his comment, I sighed. "Turn it on silly."

Pressing the side button Jesse saw the display light up and looked over at me who was nodding. The 18k yellow gold smartwatch flashed yes.

"Wait a minute," His jaw dropped at the revelation. "You gave this to me before the appointment."

Going down to my knees I needed to be on the same level as Jesse and locked eyes with him. "I wanted you to know whatever Dr. Moss said wouldn't change the way I felt about you, or my decision."

"Tell me." He pleaded. "I need to hear you say it."

Reaching out to cup his tear stained face I closed my eyes and pressed my lips to his. "Yes...Jesse. My answer is yes. I'll marry you."

A/N: Next chapter will conclude this story until I begin working on book three. Thank you to everyone who has followed along and a special thanks to those who take the time to review. Please R&R and let me know your thoughts.