Here's a little something that hopefully spice's up your Monday just a bit ;) For those of you not wanting to read any smut, you should just skip this chapter entirely.
RedLipClassic17-Yep, you guessed it :)
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Beca stood in front of the door, unsure of how to feel.
She had seen Chloe a handful of times since her accident, but as hard as she tried, Beca couldn't shake the awkwardness that hung in the air each time. Things were different now, they had changed and she wanted more than anything for things to go back to the way they were. Unfortunately, things would never be the way they were.
Chloe's infertility had changed everything. It wasn't the infertility itself, but the way she had handled things. Had she admitted to everyone, or at the very least confided in Beca, what was going on, things wouldn't have turned into such a mess. But as it was, instead of admitting that she and Luke just needed a little extra help to have a baby, Chloe shut the world out and transformed into a totally different person. And while she was healing physically, and receiving extensive counseling to help heal emotionally, repairing relationships wasn't quite as easy.
Beca had tried time and time again to reach out to Chloe, only to be shut down each and every time. As a result, Beca began spending more of her time with her other friends, and allowing those relationships to develop further. Beca found herself spending more time with Stacie, who, after graduating and getting into a steady relationship with Scott, had calmed down considerably. Jesse and Beca often double dated with Scott and Stacie, and Alex of course adored "Aunt CeeCee" more than life itself. Stacie was there when Beca needed a friend. While Stacie would never replace Chloe, she was there when Chloe wasn't, and that helped fill the void.
Beca rang the doorbell and took a step back, sighing. When Chloe had called her that morning after she and Jesse dropped Alex off, Beca knew she had to see her. They had a lot to discuss, and Beca had a feeling that Chloe was finally ready to have a serious conversation with her about the everything that had happened over the past year.
Opening the door, Chloe stood before Beca looking better than she had in months. Dressed in a solid, soft red, long sleeved t-shirt, and a pair of dark wash jeans, Chloe's hair hung to her shoulders in loose red curls. Her makeup was perfectly done, and Beca could smell her perfume. Looking her up and down, Beca was in awe. It had been close to a year since she had seen Chloe this put together. Standing in front of her was the Chloe that Beca had come to know and love.
"Hey. Thanks for coming over." Chloe greeted her, obviously nervous.
Beca fiddled with her fingers, she too unsure of what to make of the situation. "Yeah, of course."
Chloe stepped back, inviting Beca into the house, which looked considerably different from the last time she had seen it.
The Barnes household was back to the way it usually was. The laundry room was neatly arranged, with everything in its place. The furniture in the house was dusted, and perfectly in place.
Following Chloe into the kitchen, Beca's eyes scanned about, taking in the feel of the house. Everything was warm, welcoming and inviting. The kitchen and living room were immaculate and pristine. The trash and recycling had been taken out, and candles were burning on the island, filling the house with scents of apple and pumpkin.
There wasn't a single wine bottle in sight.
Everything looked so clean.
"Thanks." Chloe replied as she opened the oven and pulled out a batch of cookies. "It was a lot of work, but I think we finally got everything back in its place."
Shit. Beca thought to herself. Did I just say that out loud? She kept thinking of anything to say to break the ice. Things shouldn't have been this awkward between them. Chloe and Beca were best friends, or they had been at one point, and yet somehow, they felt like strangers. Beca was at a loss for words.
Glancing over to the fridge, Beca noticed a piece of paper held up by a magnet. As she walked closer, she read over the details. It was a reservation for two for a hotel room in Paris from December 1st-11th. Chloe and Luke were going to Paris?
"Paris?" Beca questioned, turning to Chloe. Chloe smiled.
"We didn't really have a chance to celebrate our anniversary this year, and Luke felt we needed a getaway. I would have been fine with a trip to the beach or something, but, I suppose Paris will do just fine."
Beca smiled. Things seemed to be getting better for Chloe and Luke. Chloe at least seemed to be putting forth an effort. Perhaps the car accident had scared her straight and made her realize just where things would be headed if she continued on the path she was on.
"Tea?" Chloe offered. Beca looked over to the stove, where Chloe was pouring hot liquid into a mug.
"No, I'm good, but thank you." Beca replied as she sat down at the kitchen table. Chloe squeezed a lemon into her tea and walked over to join her.
"Chlo I-"
But Beca didn't get a chance to complete her sentence before Chloe cut her off. "Beca I'm sorry." She blurted out.
"I know that means so little, given everything I've put everyone through, but I'm honestly very sorry. This past year has been an absolute nightmare. All I wanted to do was wake up from it, but it never seemed to happen."
Beca sighed. "Why didn't you come to me?"
Chloe's eyes cast downward as she ran her index finger along the rim of her cup. "Honestly? I don't even know. Everything just snowballed. I kept thinking eventually we would get pregnant and nobody would ever need to know how we struggled. I kept thinking that if I didn't talk about it, didn't acknowledge it, that it wasn't real and I didn't have to deal with it. But whether or not I talked about it, it was still happening."
When she looked back up at Beca, tears began to form in her eyes. "Everything got so screwed up so damn fast. I became so angry, bitter, and hateful. I was angry at so many people. I was angry at God for being broken, I was angry at my husband for not being able to fix the problem, and I was really angry that all my friends could get pregnant and I couldn't. Aubrey's baby shower just about killed me. I came home that day and stayed in bed sobbing. I'm a good person, I would make an amazing mother, I don't deserve what happened to me."
Chloe had never been very religious before, but she seemed to discover her faith when she met Luke. Luke, had been raised to be a God fearing, southern gentleman. Moving to Connecticut had done nothing to change that. Chloe, it seemed, truly found herself after she fell in love with Luke. Together the two attended their local Methodist Church, where Chloe was the Sunday School Coordinator. However, her infertility issues had taken a huge toll on her, and caused her to deeply question her faith. Her infertility, and her inability to properly deal with it caused her to nearly lose everything.
"Chloe...you need to know that bad things don't happen to people as a form of punishment. Bad things happen to good people all the time. Life isn't fair. I didn't deserve to lose my baby. My father didn't deserve to be cheated on by his wife and left to raise his daughter on his own. Ashley didn't deserve to nearly be raped at a party. When bad things happen to people, it isn't because they need to be punished."
"I know that now." Chloe whispered, tears streaming down her face as she blew out a breath. She knew deep down that there was no excuse for her behavior.
"I thought I had done something to upset you." Beca began. She was unsure of where she was going with this, but hoped she would find the right words along the way.
"At first, when you started dodging my phone calls and avoiding me, I figured I would just back off and give you your space. If anybody knows about needing space, it's me. But after a while, it was like you dropped off the face of the Earth. You stopped coming out with us, you weren't talking to anybody, you missed our annual trip to Destin, you missed Alex's dance recital. I didn't have the slightest clue what was going on with you, how the hell was I supposed to explain to Alex what was going on? Even when I did find out, I still didn't have the slightest idea how to explain to her that you didn't want to see her because she reminded you of what you couldn't have." Beca stood up and looked out the sliding glass door. The leaves were just starting to change, creating a beautiful scenery in Chloe's backyard.
"This is going to be hard to hear, and I can't help but feel like a complete bitch, but what kind of friend would I be if I didn't tell you?"
Beca took a deep breath as she stared Chloe face on. "You pushed me away Chloe. Every single time I tried to reach out, you pushed me even further. You missed your Goddaughter's first recital, and you bitched me out for having a good marriage. It was as if my marriage was the reason yours was falling apart. I almost lost Jesse before I realized what pushing people away does. If you don't love, you can't get hurt. But it sure is lonely by yourself."
Beca's words hit Chloe hard. As much as it hurt, she knew she deserved it, she knew she needed to hear the truth.
"I can forgive you Chloe, and I still love you, but it's going to take more than one conversation to repair this relationship." Beca said as she grabbed her keys.
"I gotta run, I'm meeting Jesse and his parents for lunch. I'll call you tonight Chlo."
Beca patted Chloe's shoulder on her way out, and Chloe grabbed onto it, tears streaming down her face.
It was at this moment that Chloe truly realized the full magnitude of her actions. Beca was right, it was going to take more than one talk to fix things. Staring down at her cup of tea, Chloe was left to wonder if things would ever be exactly the same again.
"You skipped a page." Alex pointed out, causing Jesse to sigh.
The Cat in the Hat. Of course she would want him to read The Cat in the Hat. After a week of abstinence, the last thing he had left to do was get Alex in bed and asleep. So it seemed only logical that on this particular night she would make him read the longest book she owned. Stupidly, Jesse had attempted to skip over a page or two, hoping Alex wouldn't notice. But no, Alex noticed everything.
"It's a long book." Jesse replied, looking down at her.
"We're almost done!" Alex insisted, resting her head against Jesse's chest. Nodding his head, Jesse cleared his throat and continued on with the last ten pages.
"Alright peanut, time for bed, it's a school night."
Alex frowned. "But I'm not tired."
"If you lay really still, and think good thoughts, you'll fall asleep pretty quickly." Jesse insisted.
"But..." Alex began, her blue eyes looking up at her father. "I have to go potty."
"You just went potty ten minutes ago. You also washed your face, and brushed your teeth."
Alex leaned in closely and whispered. "But I just peed, I need to go the other type of potty."
Jesse swore Alex had a sixth sense about this stuff. And as much as he wanted to go spend time with Beca, he wanted to make sure Alex was comfortable and settled in. The alternative, he knew, was Alex crying for them continuously and interrupting them every five minutes. Knowing Beca would kill him for doing this, Jesse was desperate. He figured by the time she asked how he got Alex settled in so quickly if she even did ask, he would have her turned on enough that she didn't care.
He told Alex to go to the bathroom while he walked into his bedroom and grabbed the Ipad. As he returned to Alex's room, she was drying her hands and getting back into bed.
"This is our little secret, and a once in a blue moon type of thing. We are not making a habit of this." Jesse explained.
"Kind of like sleeping in yours and mommy's bed?" Alex asked.
"Exactly like that." Jesse answered as he set the movie up.
Cars filled the screen and Jesse placed it on top of Alex's bedside table.
"I love you Alex, I'll see you in the morning." Jesse said as he kissed her forehead and tucked her into the covers.
"I love you Daddy." Alex replied. And though Jesse was glad to be done with the bedtime routine and free to find Beca, his heart melted at his young daughter's words. He did love her, more than she could ever know.
Jesse shut the door and leaned against the wall, sighing. The previous week had been pure torture. He, of course, loved his parents, and enjoyed having them stay with them, but it would have been all the more enjoyable if he had still been having sex with his wife every night. The days were fine. They were full of fun and enjoyable moments making memories with his family. But at night, when he had to watch her change, when he would would glance up and see her in a thong or her bra and a pair of tight jeans, he thought he was going to explode from frustration. He could barely even touch her for fear that he would immediately jump her, so desperate for release. At one point, he briefly considered sleeping on the couch. Cold showers and his hand only lasted so long.
But tonight, he didn't have to wait any longer. Tonight, all his waiting was going to pay off.
He found Beca in the laundry room. The upper half of her body was in the washer, grumbling about something, and her lower half was encased in a pair of tight dark wash jeans that made her ass look amazing.
"Seriously, how many times do I have to tell him to take this shit out of his pockets before he puts them in the hamper. Fucking coins. What the? A pen? Seriously Jesse?" Beca mumbled as he watched her balance precariously on the tips of her toes. She must have told Jesse hundreds of times to make sure to empty his pants pockets before throwing them in the hamper so that she didn't have to practically climb into the washer and fish for the various nick nacks he collected throughout the day. He probably listened about ten or so times.
Finally gathering everything out of the washer, Beca emerged to find Jesse standing next to her with a huge grin plastered across his face.
"Dude, the change situation. How hard is it to empty your pockets? The next time I-"
But she didn't have a chance to finish her sentence before Jesse backed her against the wall and pressed his raging hard on against her.
Grasping her hips, he immediately began kissing and biting along Beca's neck, knowing he was going to leave several hickeys, and not caring in the slightest.
Beca moaned softly and brought her hands to Jesse's hair, encouraging his activities. It had taken her brain a few seconds to catch up, as she wasn't expecting her husband to jump her in the laundry room, but she wasn't complaining. She knew he had suffered through a long week, and she was more than willing to make it up to him.
Bringing her hand down to rub him through his jeans, Jesse hissed and gently pushed her hand away, shaking his head.
"I need time to get myself under control. I've been fantasizing about you all week, and if I don't calm down, I'll come before I'm even inside you. Let me take care of you first, in case things are over before you can finish." He explained. Beca nodded her head.
Taking a step back from her, Jesse slowly began to undo the buttons on Beca's dark blue top. Beca looked up at him through hooded eyes. Her neck was red, and her breathing was heavy.
"I have to apologize in advance." He whispered as he popped the first button open. "But I can't make love to you tonight."
Beca was confused, and her eyes displayed that. If Jesse had gotten her all riled up and was just going to leave her high and dry, she was not going to be happy.
"I can't be romantic, I can't be slow." He continued, opening the second button. He could see her black, lacy Victoria's Secret push up bra coming into view. Working on the third button, Jesse began to kiss and nibble along Beca's ear.
"I just want to fuck you tonight. No candles, no music, I want to throw your legs over my shoulder and make you come so hard you can't help but scream my name." He breathed in her ear. Beca closed her eyes and whimpered. This was intense. She never felt like they had a boring sex life-far from it actually. But it had been a while since the last time sex had been more lust filled. Knowing what laid ahead for the night, Beca felt herself grow more and more aroused. The last time Jesse had been in this mood, she came eight times in one night. Her parents had taken Alex for the night, and Jesse had his way with Beca in practically every room of the house. By the next morning, she had almost completely lost her voice and was sure that at least one neighbor had called neighborhood security.
With Alex asleep just a short distance away, Beca knew she certainly couldn't be that loud tonight, and as a result, was going to have to intensely focus on not getting caught up and screaming.
Jesse successfully unbuttoned Beca's top and pulled it off of her creamy pale skin before diving in and planting hickey's along her breasts while his hands worked to get her out of her jeans. He was desperate to mark up her entire body tonight.
Beca's nails returned to Jesse's freshly cut hair as she panted, the delightful sensation coursing through her body had her feeling like she was on fire.
"Jesse..." She cried, her voice high and tight and full of desire. Jesse pulled back from her breasts and briefly looked into her eyes before crashing his lips against hers while he continued to work her jeans off of her body. Running his tongue against her bottom lip, Beca instantly opened her mouth and relished the feel of Jesse's tongue against her's. She moaned against his lips as he grunted in agreement. With one final tug, he had her jeans completely off, and Beca kicked them across the room.
She stood against the wall in her matching lace bra and thong, and Jesse continuously felt himself grow harder and harder. God, he needed to be inside her, he was so desperate to feel her around him and for her to give him the relief that only she could.
As they continued to kiss, Beca took Jesse's hand and guided it to where she needed him the most.
Slipping his hand inside of her panties, Jesse swore out loud.
"Fuck baby, you're soaked." He exclaimed, his fingers drenched in her fluids. Lubrication had never been a problem for Beca, but damn, it was practically pouring out of her like a flood gate had just been opened.
"Please, please, please, please..." Beca cried against his lips. She was practically shaking with the desire to have an orgasm. Though she had initiated the week long break, she too was desperate to get off.
Jesse pulled back from Beca's lips, and before she had the chance to protest, he lifted her up and placed her on top of the dryer.
Pulling her sopping wet panties off of her, Jesse threw them onto the ground before pulling Beca forward, so her ass was at the edge of the machine, before bending down to kiss her inner thighs. Beca's hands gripped the side of the dryer and her head fell back the second she felt his tongue against her. Suddenly, her body was electrified and dying to explode.
"Yeah, yeahhh, oh God..." She moaned as he sucked her clit in just the right way. Feeling his fingers slip inside of her, Beca's hands reached behind her to unhook her bra, releasing her breasts. Sighing, she began to massage her breasts and pinch her nipples as she tried her absolute hardest not to scream his praises.
Releasing a hand from her breast, she reached down and grasped at his hair, encouraging him on.
"So close, Jess I'm so close, you're doing so good." Beca moaned. Knowing just what to do to throw her over the edge, Jesse curved his fingers upward and massaged her G-spot. He could feel her body begin to shake, and Beca was softly crying out as he sucked her as hard as he could. As she began to come down, Jesse pulled his fingers from her body, only to replace them with his tongue. His thumb softly massaged her clit. Before Beca knew what was happening, she was coming apart again, and almost in tears with intense pleasure. As she came down from her second orgasm, Beca leaned her body, fully naked now, back on the dryer, resting her weight on her hands. Jesse pulled his head back from her core, and simply stared at her, words failing him. Without saying anything, Beca hopped down from the dryer, and stood in front of Jesse, staring him down. Backing him against the wall, she held his gaze as her hand slipped down to undo his belt buckle. Jesse could already feel himself begin to shake with anticipation, not sure what part of her body she was going to use on him.
Slowly, she pulled his belt out of the loophole and unbuttoned his jeans, pulling the zipper down as well. Looking up at Jesse, Beca bit her lip teasingly and slipped her hand inside to rub his erection through his boxers. As much as he wanted to, Jesse couldn't keep his eyes open as the pleasure coursed through his body. Beca kissed up and down his neck as she continued to rub.
"You miss me baby?" She whispered.
"God, yes." He moaned, loving how it felt to have her lips on him again. Beca released his hardened dick, and Jesse groaned at the lack of contact. Beca began to unbutton his shirt.
"I've been thinking about riding you all week. I've had to use my vibrator more than once to help take the edge off." She whispered, running her hands along his rock hard abs. "I wanted to give into you so many times, but the waiting has made me just want you that much more. It was worth it."
Beca smiled before pulling Jesse's boxer briefs down and releasing his rock hard, throbbing, eight inch dick. Figuring she had put the poor man through enough, Beca wasted no time in taking him in her mouth.
"Fuck!" Jesse yelled as his eyes rolled back into his skull. The first swipe of her tongue nearly made him come. Fighting against the overwhelming urge to release, Jesse began to run his hands through Beca's hair as she sucked his tip and stroked the rest of him.
"So good, don't stop...oh, oh shit, don't stop." He moaned as he began to rock his hips against her mouth.
Not being able to take it any longer, Jesse finally allowed himself to let go as he moaned heavily before finishing in her mouth. Beca continued to pump him until he was dry. Leaning back up against the wall, Jesse panted heavily, so thankful for an orgasm.
Standing up, she allowed her hands to roam all across Jesse's stomach as she removed his shirt and kissed along his chest. "The things I want to do with you tonight..." She sighed. "I've been wet and wanting you all week."
Jesse groaned, running his fingers over her ass and massaging. "I miss being inside of you. I don't know how much longer I can wait."
Beca grabbed his hands from behind her and instructed him to lay down on the floor and kick off his jeans and boxers. Immediately complying, Jesse laid on the linoleum floor and Beca could see the start of another erection. Straddling his waist, she rested her body on his stomach. Jesse could feel her wetness against him and sighed knowing he had done that to her.
His eyes settled on Beca's body, unable to stop staring. Her brown hair cascaded around her, her full breasts hung so perfectly. Jesse found himself intoxicated by every inch of her.
Leaning forward, Beca captured Jesse's lips in a heated kiss.
"You do so much for me." She whispered breathlessly, feeling herself begin to heat up again.
"I love you. I'd do anything for you." Jesse answered as his hands returned to her ass to caress her. And Beca knew it was the truth. Never in her life would she ever have to question Jesse's loyalty or commitment.
"I wanna make you happy, I wanna make you feel so good. I know the wait was hard, but I'm all yours tonight. What do you want babe? Tell me what you need." She breathed as she ran her fingers through his hair.
Jesse lifted Beca's hips and pushed himself into her.
"You. I just need you."
Beca nodded as she began to build a rhythm and ride Jesse. Leaning forward to rub her clit more powerfully against him, her breasts rocked up and down in front of Jesse's face. Running his hands up Beca's stomach, he then opened his mouth and closed his lips against her nipple. Beca's face scrunched up in pleasure as she began to pant and ride him faster. The coil in her stomach was wound tightly and begging to come undone.
In the kitchen, she could hear her phone vibrating on the counter, and the dishwasher beeping, letting her know that the cycle was finished. But none of it mattered, Beca's focus was completely and totally on Jesse and making sure he was taken care of. In that moment, it was her only responsibility.
"Shit.." He groaned, watching Beca above him, riding him with everything she had. She was biting her lip, and Jesse knew she was trying her absolute hardest not to get loud. Though every now and then, he would hear a moan escape, turning him on even further. He had wished he could make the feeling last all night, but he knew he was reaching the end. He needed to release.
"I need to come, I can't wait any longer." Beca cried, her hands planted firmly on his chest, and her hips grinding against his in a circular motion.
Jesse nodded. "I'm ready when you are. Let go for me."
Beca felt the knot in her stomach begin to come apart, and the orgasm shot through her body like a tidal wave. She wanted to chase it, milk it for all it was worth, but her knees were killing her from kneeling astride Jesse. As much as she wanted to, she could no longer make her legs move. Jesse noticed her pace slow down, and knew she wasn't completely finished. Knowing she needed some help, he grasped her hips and helped her rock against him.
Beca cried out Jesse's name as she felt her orgasm return and engulf her entire body. She bit her bottom lip and tried her hardest to hold back her screams.
Jesse could feel her contracting against him, and released heavily into her, sighing as he found relief once again that night.
"Holy shit that was incredible." He moaned, trying to regain his breathing. Beca nodded her head as she rested above him, her eyes still closed as she came down from an explosive orgasm.
"Oh God, that was so good." She breathed. "So much better than a vibrator."
Jesse immediately swelled with pride knowing that even a sex toy couldn't make her feel nearly as good as he could.
Beca removed herself from Jesse's body, and found that her legs could barely support herself. Laying down next to him on the cold floor, she was slightly uncomfortable, but none the less enjoyed the feeling of being next to Jesse.
He leaned over to her and lightly kissed her lips as his hand stroked her side.
"I missed you so much." Jesse whispered. Beca brought her hand to his cheek and nodded as their noses gently grazed.
"I missed you too."
Opening her mouth, she invited Jesse's tongue in, deepening the kiss. Slowly, he brought his body on top of hers, giving his hands better access to roam.
"Jess..." Beca breathed. "I'm not ready to quit yet, and I want you all night tonight, but this position really isn't comfortable. Can we take this upstairs?"
Jesse agreed that the floor wasn't the most comfortable place, and helped Beca up, ready to head to their bedroom.
They made it to the stairs before Jesse started to touch. With Beca's back to his front, Jesse's hands reached out to skim her stomach as he kissed along her back. Beca moaned softly.
"We're almost there." She reminded him.
"I can't wait." Jesse whispered. "I want you again."
Beca paused. "What's that noise?" She could hear soft talking coming from somewhere.
"Did you leave the TV on in our room?" She asked, turning to face Jesse.
Jesse merely stared at her, unsure of what to tell her exactly, and hoping two orgasms were enough to defuse her anger.
Giving him "the look", Beca folded her arms across her chest. "Is Alex watching a movie?"
"Uhh...well...hopefully she's asleep by this point." Jesse mumbled. Beca continued to glare.
"I was desperate! First she made me read Cat in the Hat, then she continued to find excuse after excuse not to go to bed. I couldn't help it." He whined.
Beca smirked and shook her head before pulling Jesse's lips to hers. "You're lucky I love you nerd."
He walked her backwards into the bedroom, shutting and locking the door behind him, and pushed her body onto the bed and up against the pillows as he climbed on top of her. Beca immediately spread her legs to allow Jesse to settle in between them. Jesse began massaging her breast as he kissed her like his life depended on it. Their breathing began to speed up, and they both felt their bodies heating up and preparing them for round two. Pulling back from Beca's lips, Jesse attached himself to her neck and began to suck and nibble.
With her hands holding his head against her neck, Beca panted, loving how his lips felt against her skin. "Jesse," She breathed. "I have work tomorrow, you're leaving hickey's everywhere."
"Mmmhmm, the world deserves to know you are a happily satisfied married woman." He whispered against her skin.
Satisfied with the marks he left, his lips trailed down her body. Jesse kissed along her collarbone and chest before sucking her breast into his mouth, and swirling his tongue around her nipple.
"God...yes." She sighed as she scratched her nails up and down his back. Releasing her nipple, Beca groaned at the lack of contact until she realized where he was heading.
Spreading her legs, Jesse once again brought Beca to another intense orgasm as he tongued her core and sucked her until her legs were shaking.
As he removed his face from her center, Jesse locked eyes with Beca, who was panting heavily.
She knew what he was asking, what he needed, and she nodded her head. Jesse pulled his body flush to hers, and kissed her forehead.
She looked up at him, eyes focused and intent. "Hey," She whispered. "Don't hold back tonight. I want it a little more rough."
Jesse nodded as he bent down to kiss her, her words setting him on fire once more.
"Do you trust me?" He asked, continuing to kiss her as his hand slid down to rub her clit. Beca's nails scraped against his back as she closed her eyes. "Yeah." She finally answered, nodding her head. Jesse removed his hands from her body, and Beca sighed, opening her eyes to look up at him. Sitting up, Jesse took Beca's legs and brought them up to her chest, spreading her wide.
Though Beca knew it was coming, and knew he was going to push into her, she couldn't help but gasp as the rough sensation took her breath away. Jesse grunted as he pushed into her harder and harder each time. The position allowed him to be incredibly deep inside of her, and the feeling was intense for both of them. Jesse locked eyes with Beca, who was fighting to keep hers open.
"It's, ughh, it's okay, you can close them if you need to." Jesse panted as he rocked against her. Beca nodded as her eyelids fell closed and she released a moan against her will.
"Jesse...so good." Beca breathed as she reached her arm back to grab the headboard. Their bed was shaking with every thrust Jesse gave, and though he was never very vocal during sex, Jesse couldn't help but groan and pant from the intense feeling coursing through his body. That coupled with Beca's not so quiet moans and cries created quite the soundtrack in their bedroom. Beca laid in bed, silently praying that Alex didn't wake up.
Jesse didn't even attempt to try and quiet Beca, as he knew it was no use. And though he was slightly nervous about Alex waking up, he didn't want to quiet Beca. There was nothing sexier, nothing that turned him on more than having her underneath him, crying out in ecstasy, because of him.
He was deep inside of her, and thrusting hard, hoping she would come soon. He didn't have to wait for long. After two more powerful thrusts, Beca gasped as she arched her back and allowed her head to fall back into the pillows. Her muscles contracted against him, pulling him in and gripping him tightly as her orgasm overpowered her. Grasping the headboard, she rode out the wave and felt Jesse explode into her.
Jesse's head fell against her neck as he tried to regain his breathing. He had no words to describe the pleasure that just coursed through his body.
"Oh my God my legs are so sore." Beca groaned as she laid beneath Jesse, her legs still pressed up against her chest. As slowly and gently as he could, Jesse eased her legs back down, rubbing them as he did. Beca whimpered slightly, but was grateful as she felt the blood rush back through her.
"Damn." It was all Jesse could say as he stared into Beca's eyes and thought about what they just did.
Beca laughed. "That was hot."
"I love hearing you moaning and breathing in my ear. You're so sexy."
"I love how you make me moan. Tonight has been incredible." She replied, praising Jesse's skills.
He pushed her hair behind her ear as he rubbed his knuckles against her cheek.
"How did I get so lucky?" He whispered. Beca knew it was a serious yet rhetorical question. But she couldn't help it.
"I believe you knocked me up." She deadpanned. Jesse closed his eyes as he shook his head and smirked. "You may be a sarcastic pain in the ass, but you'll always be my sarcastic pain in the ass."
Beca bit her lip as she laughed, naked and exposed beneath him.
"You wanna shower?" He asked her. "If you're nice, I might even wash your hair."
"Oh, so this shower is for the two of us? Why Mr. Swanson...what am I to think?"
"Purely environmental reasons of course. I'm all for doing what I can to save the planet." He answered without missing a beat.
Beca sat up in bed and followed Jesse to the bathroom despite the fact that her legs were killing her. Her body reeked of sex, and she knew she had to get cleaned up.
They had had sex twice more in the shower, and Jesse finally felt satisfied. He wasn't sure where Beca got her energy from, but he certainly wasn't complaining. She liked sex just as much as he did and was almost always up for a round. Jesse knew he was completely spoiled.
But as he brushed his teeth and got ready for bed, he knew that they didn't have many nights like this left. They were trying for another baby, and it was only a matter of time before Beca got pregnant. Even after the six week mark came and went, the chances of them having sex with a newborn and a five year old in the house were slim to none. He could just picture them trying to get into something when the baby would start crying, causing Alex to wake up and Beca to leak. Suddenly he wasn't so sure he was ready for the change.
Beca never really wanted more than two kids. It was Jesse who always dreamed of the big family life. But with one child who was already so independent, he wasn't sure if he really wanted to start over again. The diapers, the middle of the night feedings, teething, and the crying. And that was just the baby. While Beca hadn't had postpartum depression with Alex, she was still quite moody and irritable for the first couple of weeks. And getting back in bed with her had proved harder than Jesse had imagined. Feeling unsure of herself and her body, Beca was nervous about how sex would feel after a baby, and if she would still be enough for Jesse. Which was a crazy idea for him, and he had spent weeks reminding her how much he loved her and wanted to be with her despite her beliefs to the contrary. He thought back to how rough that first time had been...
"...Just don't touch my boobs."
I was completely unsure of how to respond to her request. "Um...what?"
Beca rolled her eyes at my response. "My boobs, don't touch them. I'll most likely leak and it'll be totally gross, and I don't want breastmilk going all over the place."
"But..." I protested. "Your boobs are incredible, they're my favorite part of your body."
Beca stared back at me. "Jess..."
"It's fine. If it makes you uncomfortable, I'll keep my hands away, I promise." I reassured her. I would do whatever I needed to in order to ensure she was comfortable.
"I'm...just go slow, please." Beca mumbled, feeling completely vulnerable and unable to look me in the eye.
"Hey," I began, gently lifting her chin with my finger. "We don't have to do this tonight if you don't want to. Bec, I would never hurt you, ever. I don't care how long it takes, if you're not one hundred percent ready, you don't have to do this. I'll wait for you as long as I need to."
Beca shook her head. "No, I want to be with you. I'm ready for this." She assured me, her voice firm and confident.
"I promise baby, I'll be gentle."
I kissed along her neck, and ran my fingers along her stomach, trying my best to relax her and get her turned on, but I could tell she was distracted.
"I think I hear Alex crying." She informed me.
"I don't hear anything. She's fine baby, relax." I reminded her, my lips never leaving her neck.
"She might be hungry." Beca insisted. "Maybe she didn't eat enough the last feeding."
I sighed, not sure how else to take her mind off of things.
"You just fed her forty five minutes ago. You burped her, you changed her, and she fell right to sleep. She's fine, really, she is. Do you need to go check on her?"
"No, I'm good, I'm totally into this, promise."
It took nearly a half hour to get Beca into things that night, and even then, she was clearly distracted. Alex was eighteen months old before things got back to "normal" and Jesse wasn't sure if he wanted to do it all over again. He liked their lives the way they were. He and Beca had each other, and they had Alex. They had wonderful friends, fulfilling careers, and a family that loved and supported them. Why rock the boat?
Beca was laying in bed watching The Golden Girls when Jesse came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist.
"Are you happy?" He asked her point blank. Beca turned her head to face Jesse, completely confused.
"What?" She questioned, unsure of where this was coming from.
"Are you happy? Like...with me, our family, our lives?"
Beca chuckled slightly. "I'm pretty sure what we just did should tell you that I am more than satisfied and happy with you. But yes, I'm happy. Ridiculously happy in fact. Why do you ask?"
Jesse sat down on the bed and turned to look at Beca. "I really enjoyed tonight. Being with you is one of my favorite things in the world. We won't be able to have many nights like this with a newborn in the house."
"And you're just now realizing this?" Beca asked. Jesse shrugged his shoulders in response.
"Well, yeah. I just...we have each other, and we have Alex. We're happy."
"Are you telling me you're having second thoughts about having another baby?" Her eyes were hardened, as she sat up in bed.
"I don't know, maybe." Jesse answered, slightly unsure of his response.
Beca scoffed. "Dude I don't know if you're aware, but we just spent the past three hours having intense, earth shattering sex with no birth control! Four times you came inside of me, Jesse. And now you're telling me you're not so sure you want another baby? It's a little late for that don't you think?"
Jesse sighed. "I'm just a little nervous is all. I know everything will be fine once the baby gets here, it's just all starting to become real. I'll be fine, I mean it's not like I'm gonna be mad at you if you did get pregnant tonight."
Beca's eyes widened at Jesse's response.
"Oh, well thank you! I'm so glad to hear you wouldn't be mad at me for something you had a part in Mister "I don't wanna make love to you I wanna fuck you till you scream my name." I'm pretty sure I wasn't the one who initiated things tonight, thank you very much." Beca harshly whispered, her arms folded across her chest. She had just been in an incredible mood, feeling satisfied and ready to sleep warmly encased in Jesse's arms. Now she was slightly pissed and offended. Jesse immediately read her mood and moved up the bed to be closer to her.
"You can be a real ass sometimes, you know that?" She grumbled as he rubbed her back and kissed her shoulder.
"You're completely right. I'm sorry, that was uncalled for. I shouldn't have brought that up right after everything we just did." He apologized.
"We agreed we didn't want Alex being an only child. I've been the only child, got the t-shirt, angry piercings, and tattoos to show for it. Alex deserves siblings. Could you imagine your life without Amanda?"
Jesse paused for a second as he appeared to think it over in his head.
"Jesse..." Beca griped.
"Okay, okay, you're right. I couldn't imagine my life without Amanda. She may embarrass me and irritate me at times, but she's my only sibling, and I love her."
Beca looked over at him as he took her hands in his.
"I'm sorry. You and I are in this together. Whatever happens, happens. You'll get pregnant when the timing is right. And I promise you, I will be thrilled, and I will be with you every step of the way, from the morning sickness right down to the delivery."
"You promise?"
"Absolutely, I promise."
