A/N: I absolutely loved writing this chapter. It's one of my absolute favorites. I hope y'all love it just as much as I do. Grad some Kleenex, You're gonna need it. Happy Smut Sunday! On with the show!
Natchitoches Parish Courthouse
Judge Jude T. Arceneaux's Courtroom
"All rise, the Honorable Judge Jude T. Arceneaux presiding." Rusty said as the judge entered the courtroom.
Taking his seat on the bench, Judge Arceneaux looked around the courtroom. "Good Morning everyone."
"Good morning your Honor." Everyone answered back.
"Rusty, if you would, please show Mr. Babineaux into the courtroom." Rusty opened one of the side doors that lead to a secured corridor allowing Luke, Rusty and a jailer to walk into the courtroom. Luke was chained and shackled and wearing his prison issued attire. He looked somber as he took a seat next to his lawyer. Judge Arceneaux gave him the look; which meant he had better keep his mouth shut unless and until he was spoken to.
"Mr. Gambino, am I to understand that your office and Mr. Williams's client have reached a plea deal?"
"Yes, your Honor. I've met with Mr. Williams and his client. We've come to a mutual agreement. In exchange for a guilty plea, we have agreed to reduce the original charges involving the assault on Mr. Toussaint. One charge will be dropped from Aggravated 2nd Degree Battery to simple battery. We have also agreed to drop the two charges of Issuing Criminal Threats."
"Mr. Gambino, I trust that Miss. Robicheaux and Mr. Toussaint are in agreement."
"Yes, your Honor. Miss. Robicheaux has spoken to Mr. Babineaux and he's apologized."
"An apology doesn't dismiss what Mr. Babineaux did to Miss. Robicheaux."
"That's true your Honor, but Miss. Robicheaux feels that the meeting will go a long way toward her healing."
"Very well Mr. Gambino." Judge Arceneaux made a few notes then turned toward the defense table. "Mr. Williams, is that what was agreed upon?"
"Yes, your Honor."
"And Mr. Babineaux is prepared to enter his plea today?"
"Yes, he is your Honor."
"Will the defendant please rise?" Luke and Mr. Williams both stood knowing what was going to happen next. "Mr. Babineaux, do you know and understand the charges that have been brought against you?"
Looking defeated, Luke said, "Yes sir."
"And you're ready to enter a plea and forego a trial?"
"Yes sir." He said looking back at his mother, who was absolutely beside herself.
"Very well. In the case of The State of Louisiana vs Lucas James Babineaux, how do you plead?"
"Guilty, your Honor." Luke said as he turned to look at Beca.
"And are you waiving your right to a trial?"
"Yes sir. It's best for everyone involved that we get this taken care of as soon as possible."
"I understand. Since all parties are present, shall we go ahead with sentencing?" Judge Arceneaux asked.
Everyone nodded their head in agreement.
"Mr. Babineaux, your plea has been recorded and accepted by this court. You are hereby guilty of the following charges: Attempted Forcible Rape, Oral Sexual Battery, Sexual Battery, Aggravated Battery, Aggravated 2nd Degree Battery, Simple Battery and 2 counts of Assault on a Police Officer." Judge Arceneaux paused for a moment before continuing. The tension in the courtroom could be cut with a knife.
"The crimes for which you have been convicted are quite serious and cannot be taken lightly. You acted in poor taste and in the heat of the moment. I understand that you were upset but what you did is inconceivable. Not only have you changed the lives of your two victims but you have ruined your own life and forever changed the lives of three families. With that being said, I hereby sentence you to 80 years in the state penitentiary, for which you are to serve no less than 40 years before you will be considered for parole. You will receive credit for the time you have already served."
Lucy and Nora gasped and Luke's mother let out a scream and began fanning herself as only Southern women can. Beca quietly sobbed into the crook of Jesse's neck.
"Your Honor, you should know that Mr. Babineaux has a child on the way."
"And your point is?" the judge snapped.
"Sir, there's a child that will be here soon and not have his or her father in its life." Mr. Williams pleaded.
"Mr. Williams, I appreciate your dedication to Mr. Babineaux and his family but he obviously didn't have his child's best interest at heart when he drugged and tried the rape Miss. Robicheaux or when he pistol whipped Mr. Toussaint. I've shown as much mercy for Mr. Babineaux as I possibly can. He has to be punished for what he's done."
"Your Honor, he only recently found out about the baby."
"I'm sorry Mr. Williams. My decision is final. Rusty, please take Mr. Babineaux back to the holding cell to await transport."
Luke stood, looking at his mom and dad with sadness in eyes. Then he looked at Beca. His eyes begging her to look at him. Beca could feel him staring holes into her and she knew he was willing her to look at him. She took a deep calming breath and looked up, his eyes filled with shame and regret. Before leaving with the bailiff, he mouthed the words "I'm sorry" then turned and walked away. For the second time that day, in fact, for the second time in a matter of hours, Beca was inclined to believe what he was saying.
After leaving the courthouse, Tripp insisted on taking everyone out to a celebratory lunch. As much as Beca believed that Luke deserved the punishment that was handed down, she wasn't in the mood for celebrating. For the first time that day, she wished they hadn't all ridden to the courthouse together. She just wanted to go home. She wanted to crawl in her bed and sleep.
Against her better judgment, Beca went to lunch with everyone but she made it crystal clear that she wasn't celebrating. The judge was right, Luke changed her life and Jesse's and effectively ruined his own, there was nothing to celebrate.
Beca managed to eat and hold down some soup and crackers. It was all she could stomach. Her mother and Nora encouraged her to eat more and her dad tried bribing her with dessert if she ate all her lunch. No matter how old she got,Tripp would always see her as his little girl and he would always treat her that way. Beca proved that her hardheadedness always prevailed. Shaking his head, Tripp went back to talking shop, cutting up, laughing, joking and drinking with Charlie. Beca sat quietly next to Jesse.
Jesse breathed a sigh of relief when everyone was ready to head back home. The day was emotionally and physically draining. Beca fell asleep in Jesse's lap during the ride home. Instead of waking her, he took her into his arms and carried her up to her room.
After laying Beca down, Jesse shrugged off his sport coat and took off dress shirt. He crawled into bed next Beca. Without waking up, she rolled over and snuggled into his chest gave a contented sigh "I love you."
"I love you too." he mumbled before drifting off himself.
In the weeks following Luke's sentencing, Beca really seemed to come around. She was finally getting back to her old self. She was sleeping better, her appetite was coming back and most importantly she was leaving the house. She and Whiskey were were finally spending time together as well. Both of them were doing much better.
Because she was doing better, Jesse decided to mark their one year anniversary with a special dinner date. And because it was a special date, Jesse went back to the tack house to get ready so that Beca could have her room and bathroom all to herself. She insisted he didn't have to go and that she was ok with sharing but he wouldn't hear of it.
When Beca stepped out on the porch for their date, Jesse was immediately lost in his thoughts. She looked beautiful and he now knew the true meaning of the word stunning. She had the same unpretentious smile and casual confidence she always had but now she looked like she could be on the cover of one of Rae's chick magazines.
"What was that magazine called?" he thought. "Cosmopolitan? Cosmo? No, that's some fruity girl drink." Scratch that, as far as he was concerned, she belonged on the cover of the next Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue. Ok so, maybe Sport Illustrated wasn't the right magazine since she didn't have long willowy legs like all the swimsuit models, oh hell... what was he thinking? "She could definitely pass for a swimsuit model, she just needed one of those fancy spray tans Rae was always talking about because she already had a body to die for. Oh, who gives a good shit? She's gorgeous and could grace the cover and/or be the centerfold of any magazine out there, tan or no tan, long legs or no."
He took in every last detail of how she looked and what she was wearing. She was wearing a strapless midnight blue dress that matched her eyes, but he didn't notice the dress as much as the amount of cleavage and thigh it exposed. The dress accentuated her smooth, milky skin and long chestnut hair, her strong legs, the sexy wave of her hair and the way her deep blue eyes looked bigger, her plump, peachy pink dewy lips looked even more delicious than usual.
He was completely, totally over the moon in love with her and so proud to have her on his arm and in his life. It was going to take everything he had inside of himself not to pull the truck over and take her on the side of the road; maybe he could do that on the way home. Yeah, that's what he'd do.
The way Jesse looked at her sent a shiver of delight down her spine. She could read so much from his eyes; definitely desire but also a genuine look a pure love, adoration and admiration. Good Lord, he was gorgeous; his broad shoulders and chest to his carved biceps and strong forearms. Those arms were made to hold her tight, they made her feel loved, safe and secure.
"Jess, are you ok?"
"Yeah, why?" he asked pulling on the collar of his shirt.
"You seem a million miles away."
"Oh, I'm right here. I promise." he said feeling the tightness in his jeans. He extended his hand to take hers as they walked down the porch steps. As they got to the truck, he opened the door and helped her in. When he was sure they she was safely in, he closed the door and walked around the front of the truck. Jesse got in the truck and Beca scooted over to sit next to him. Running her hand up his thigh only seemed to make driving and something else, that much harder.
The ride to the restaurant seemed to take forever and Jesse was more than a little hot under the collar. Beca had already fussed at him several times for pulling on the collar of his shirt. God, he just needed to get them to the restaurant so they could get home. He was sweaty and the ache in his jeans was more than painful; it was excruciating.
The hostess guided them through the main dining area of the restaurant; it was contemporary and elegant all at the same time. Beca squeezed Jesse's hand tighter and he rewarded her with the sexiest smile that made her weak in the knees and her panties wet. Even the smells of steak, lobster and other delicious meals didn't appeal to her as much as Jesse did.
He wore a crisp white button down dress shirt, a black sport coat and a pair of tight jeans; there was no way to disguise what was in them. It was primed and ready for what she wanted tonight. His wavy hair made her want to run her fingers through it. "Oh yeah, I'm definitely gonna to do that." she thought.
They were shown to the perfect table for two in front of the fireplace. The atmosphere was perfect, it was romantic and the ambience only added fuel to the incredible fire burning within her. He hated to release her hand just about as much as she didn't want to let his go, but he did and pulled out her chair for her.
"Such a gentleman." she said as pecked his cheek before he took the chair next to hers and seated himself. The hostess placed menus on the table in front of them as she mentioned something about wine but neither of them paid too much attention to her. They were content to stare into each other's eyes for the rest of the night.
"Babe, if you knew what's going through my head right now, you wouldn't think that I'm anything close to a gentleman."
Beca picked up her menu and gave him her best naughty smile. "Then you and I must be thinking the same thing."
At first Jesse looked taken aback but then he had a teasing look in his eyes. "You're thinking that I have amazing breasts and the sexiest legs you've ever seen?" he said.
She laughed. "I know what you're really thinking." She leaned in close to him so that her words tickled his ear. "Instead of being in this restaurant you'd rather be at home. In bed. With me."
Jesse cleared his throat. "I don't think I can make it that far at the moment."
Beca looked at her menu before looking over the top of the menu. "Let's see if you can make it through dinner."
He cleared his throat again then picked up his own menu. "I'm not sure if I'll live that long."
"You know what?" Beca settled her hand on his knee, slowly moving her hand up his thigh keeping her tone low. "They have very elegant, very private, very clean restrooms here... complete with doors that lock."
Jesse raised his eyes from the menu, a hungry, primal and pained expression on his face as she inched her fingers upward to his crotch. "When the server comes, order an appetizer and drinks. I'll go to the ladies room." She skimmed her fingers over his long, thick erection. "You follow me as soon as you're finished ordering."
Jesse glanced around before looking back at her. "Uh, Beca..."
With a devilish smile she said, "I dare you." scooting her chair out and placing her napkin on the table. He watched her as she sashayed in the direction of the restrooms. "She's going to be the absolute death of me." he thought as he shook his head and prayed the waiter would hurry over.
Minutes after Beca flashed her naughtier-than-hell grin at him, the waiter came to the table. For a moment, Jesse forgot the waiter was standing there, as his mind wandered to the moment he watched Beca slowly walked to the ladies room. That teeny tiny little dress barely covered her breasts and ass. His mouth watered as he imagined her legs wrapped around his hips as he thrust deep inside her.
"Sir?" The waiter's voice was barely enough to bring him out of his fantasies.
"Damn it. Couldn't the waiter just read his mind and be on his way?"
"My name is Adam and I'll be your waiter this evening. Can I interest you in some wine or an appetizer?"
"Oh, yeah... ummm." He struggled to find the words he was looking for, the images of Beca repeating over and over in his mind. He tried not to think about it or look in the direction of where she was headed when she left the table. "We'll have the oysters and the bacon wrapped asparagus. As for the wine... you choose."
"Fine choice of appetizers sir. I'll bring everything out shortly."
"No rush." Jesse said. He made sure Adam was out of sight before he disappeared toward the restrooms.
He was throbbing and raging with need. He knew this was crazy and that they were both out of their ever-lovin' minds but his cock very quickly told his brain to shut the fuck up and get lost. His heart was racing and he felt like his body was on fire. All he could think was that he hoped Beca hadn't been teasing him.
Until recently, things hadn't exactly been the same since Luke attempted to rape her. He knew that he needed to be gentle and loving with her while she sorted herself and everything else out. The first several times after the attack happened they tried but she hadn't been ready. It ended with him rocking her while she cried and screamed with flashbacks. She had trouble being in the stable or anywhere near it for that matter and her father immediately decided to have another stable built and ordered that the old one be burned to the ground as soon as all the horses and equipment were moved out. She was more comfortable if they were in her bed or even his but not in the room above the stables, that was completely and totally off limits. Which bothered him because that was their special place; or it used to be.
He wanted and needed to be able to take the pain from her but he knew only time could heal her wounds and he promised her that he was going to stand by her through it all. Since their relationship was out in the open, they were able to actually date and go places other than their little hideaways on the property which actually seemed to be helping her to come out of her shell.
In the last few weeks she really seemed to be making progress and he was happy to see her getting back to her former self. She was no longer scared to go into the stables though she did insist that Whiskey be put into a different stall on the other side of the stable. She still couldn't go near his former stall; even Whiskey seemed spooked about it. She couldn't wait for the new stables to be ready.
When Jesse reached the restroom he jerked the door open. The moment he stepped inside Beca was on him. She wrapped her arms around him and brought him toward her for a rough, hard kiss. He barely remembered to shut and lock the door behind him before he grabbed her by her ass and she wrapped her legs around his hips. He stopped for just a moment... she wasn't wearing panties. "No panties... no panties! Oh my God, she isn't wearing panties." As he moved his hands up her back he realized that she didn't have a bra on either. "What in the hell is she doing to me?"
A growl rose up in his throat and he turned around so her back was against the door. She moaned into his mouth as he pulled the top of her dress down freeing her breasts. Hungry for all of her, he licked and sucked her nipples. She squirmed and rocked her hips against his while trying to swallow her moans and cries.
"I've got to be inside you." He raised his head and kissed her before he said, "I need you. I can't wait any longer." against her lips
"I've wanted you all day." she said clamping her legs around his hips and gripping his shoulders.
Someone tried jiggling the door handle but Jesse didn't give a shit about anything other than finally being where he belonged. Beca held on as he unfastened his belt and jeans. It was only a slight relief to finally have his cock free because his erection only seemed to grow bigger and thicker and throbbed even harder now that it was no longer fighting against his jeans. He kissed Beca to swallow her cries as he thrust deep, burying himself inside her.
As he thrust deep inside of her, he kissed her hard to muffle the sounds of her wanting to scream from the pleasure. She swore he was touching her belly button with every thrust. He moved his mouth from hers and over to her ear. "I wanted to take it slow and easy with you but I can't seem to have you fast enough."
She kissed him, her breathing rough and her words hard to get out. "The only thing that matters is how good you feel." She threw her head back and bit back another cry. "Jess... I'm about to lose it."
Someone jiggled the door handle again. Knowing that people were on the other side of the door while she and Jesse were having sex sent her right over the edge. This time she kissed him and let him take the cries as the most powerful, most incredible orgasm tore through her. Her body shook and trembled, Jesse didn't stop which drew out her orgasm even further. Her core contracted around him and every throb caused her body to jerk; her mind was humming.
She was sure that Jesse held in a shout of his own when he came. His jaw clamped shut and his head fell back as he came hard. His face was dark and she could tell he was fighting for control. He was so big that she felt every pulse and throb of his orgasm.
When it was all over, Beca collapsed against him, her arms around his neck, her head on his shoulder. She felt light-headed, weightless and wondered how she how the hell she was going to be able to walk back out to their table. When she devised this plan she hadn't thought of that.
There was another jiggle, then a knock. "Hello?"
"Just a minute." Beca said. "I'm having a little problem with something I ate."
"Oh." the woman sounded like she was having second thoughts about using the restroom. "Well, I hope you'll be alright."
Beca giggled as she pressed her face into the crook of Jesse's neck. "Actually, I haven't had a chance to swallow what I'm really hungry for." she whispered.
Jesse groaned. She felt him thicken and lengthen inside her. "We'd better get out of here before I take you again." She smiled a wicked smile. With a dangerous glint in his eyes, he clamped his hand over her mouth "Don't you dare."
She could barely hold back a laugh as he slid out of her and set her back on her feet. She almost fell because her knees were so weak and her heels were too high. Jesse steadied her and she tugged her dress back into place. Looking in the mirror, she tried to make her hair look like she hadn't just been taken up against a door.
"No use trying." Jesse laughed as he watched her. "You definitely have that freshly fucked look."
"Shut up." she giggled and threw her clutch at him.
Looking at the door then turning to Beca, Jesse said, "There's probably a line of women out there."
Beca kissed him, "Don't worry. I've got that covered."
Jesse snickered while he stood in the restroom as Beca left and closed the door behind herself, saying things that would drive away any crowd. "Smells just awful in there." "It's all plugged up." "That is just ridiculous, I'm going to get someone with management." She had learned a lot in the years she and Amy had been friends.
He shook his head then waited a few minutes before opening the door and thanking God that there wasn't anyone waiting in the hallway that lead to the restroom. Apparently, Beca did a damn good job of scaring away the crowd.
His body still burned and hummed with heat as he headed toward their table. He was still trying to wrap his mind around the fact that he had just taken Beca up against a door in a fancy restaurant restroom. It absolutely blew his mind.
As he was approaching the table, he watched as she spoke to the waiter. She was beautiful and he couldn't help smiling at how her hair was a little ruffled at the back. The just-got-fucked look only added to her beauty. As he walked past her, he smoothed her hair and kissed her cheek before taking his seat. She was all smiles as he pulled up his chair. He loved how the candlelight from the center of the table flickered over her features.
She circled the rim of her wineglass with a finger. "2008 Louis Jadot Pouilly Fuisse' White Burgundy." she told him. "It's very good."
The waiter probably picked the most expensive wine in the entire place but Jesse didn't give a shit because he couldn't take his eyes off the woman in front of him. She was the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen and he made sure she knew it.
He raised his glass but she started the toast before he could. "Here's to the hottest, most phenomenal fancy restroom sex in all of Natchitoches." she said with a wink as they clinked their glasses together.
They both took a sip before he raised his glass again and said, "Here's to the most loving and beautiful woman in the world." Beca flashed her signature smile and took another sip of wine before placing a chaste kiss on his lips.
"God, what did I do to deserve such an amazing woman?" Jesse thought.
Adam appeared with their appetizers, setting them in the center of the table. Jesse couldn't take his eyes off Beca as she handed the waiter her menu. She was just so damn beautiful and the candle light accentuated her beauty. He vaguely heard her tell the waiter that she wanted the filet, prepared medium with a loaded baked potato and a Caesar side salad.
He quickly snapped to, handed the waiter his menu and said, "I'll have the same."
When Adam left the table, Jesse continued to study the beautiful woman sitting across the table from him. Christ, he couldn't keep from staring at her. Even though his body still felt flushed with his orgasm and his cock had hardened again, feeling strangled beneath his jeans, he felt he had to say something, but what?
"So, the evening is yours. What do you want to do after dinner?" he asked knowing he already had something planned.
Beca smiled. "I figured we'd go home, change clothes and maybe go for a Midnight ride under the stars."
"Sounds nice." he said wondering how in the hell he was going to get out of taking her for a ride. "But we'll have plenty of time before it's Midnight. Anything else you wanna do?"
Beca slid her shoe off and ran her foot up the inside of Jesse's thigh causing him to groan. She could feel his erection through his jeans and she wanted nothing more than to crawl beneath the table and take him into her mouth. As she went to pull her foot away, Jesse grabbed her ankle to keep it place then started running his hand up her calf. His touch was like fire on her skin.
"Dinner needs to hurry or we're going to have to make another trip to the bathroom." she finally managed to whisper.
Jesse got up slowly and moved his chair next to hers. Wrapping his left arm around the back of her chair, he got right up next to her ear and whispered in his low sexy tone, "You're such a tease."
Her breath hitched as she felt the combination of his hot breath on her neck and his hand sliding up her thigh. She bit her lip as his fingers stopping to graze her exposed clit. Through clenched teeth Beca breathed in with a hiss, then quickly bit her lip as Jesse continued to tease her with his fingers and peppering her neck with kisses.
"Jess" she said very breathy. "If you don't stop, I'm going to do something that will very likely get us kicked out before we've had the chance to enjoy our dinner."
"Go for it baby. I've already had dessert, so I really couldn't give a rip about dinner." he said as he nipped the pulse point on her neck.
The moans rising up in her throat came out like a soft purr as she moved her hand to his muscular pecs, shoulder and biceps. He groaned against her hands and captured her mouth with his their tongues moved together as they tasted one another.
Beca noted that his flavor was deliciously masculine and included a hint of the burgundy they'd been drinking earlier. And oh Lord, his scent... It was so male, with a hint of musk scented aftershave.
Jesse bit her lower lip lightly then kissed her harder, with even more intensity and demand. Beca slipped her fingers into his chocolate brown hair and ruffled it just like she'd been wanting to do all night.
The rise and fall of his chest brushed against her breasts causing her nipples to tighten so much that they ached. He kissed her long and hard until they both started to feel dizzy and needed to come up for air.
"Yeah" Jesse said as he broke their kiss and stared at her. Sitting back in his chair he said, "Dinner definitely needs to get here soon, otherwise I'm going to take you right here."
"Right here huh?" she said running her hand up his leg, trailing her fingers along his cock, he hissed as she cupped him. "That's not such a bad idea." she said as the devil danced in her eyes.
Jesse kissed her lightly on the lips before making his way to her ear, his breath sending chills down her spine. He whispered with the slightest tone of danger in his voice, "Don't dare me again, I just might take you up on it."
As they drove home, Jesse tried desperately to concentrate on the road, the ache in his jeans was making it extremely uncomfortable for him to sit still. This little issue wasn't lost on either of them. Beca was sitting much too close, smelled way too good and knew exactly what effect she was having on him. He was trying to ignore the fire coursing through his body as the thoughts of taking Beca in every way possible way rolled through his mind. He found himself grinding his teeth in an effort to focus on the road.
Beca noticed Jesse's death grip, his knuckles were white, on the steering wheel and she grinned. "What's wrong babe?" The low growl in his throat told her everything she needed to know. Unbuckling her seatbelt and kicking off her shoes, she turned on the seat and kneeled next to him.
Instinctively, he reached over and put his hand on her hip. "Babe, what are you doing?" he asked while trying to keep his eyes on the road. Beca gave an evil grin and quickly straddled him as he drove, trailing kisses from his jaw down his neck. "Have you lost your mind?"
"No." she mumbled into his neck as she unbuckled his seatbelt then the belt on his pants. Jesse groaned as she ran her hand over his growing problem.
"Mmm."
"Babe, you're crazy." Jesse laughed.
Beca laughed. "Only crazy about you." she said as she trailed kisses from Jesse's chin down his neck. "You gonna pull over or am I gonna jump your bones in a moving vehicle?" she asked as she continued to tease him through his jeans.
Jesse released a deep throaty growl as he began looking for a place to pull over that would be out of the way and not call attention to them. Beca's words and what she was doing was like manna from Heaven. He felt like his cock was going to rip past the zipper of his jeans, tear through her and go for the glory.
Beca reached up and began to slowly unbutton Jesse's shirt. As she did he began to squirm in his seat. He needed to pull over and quick.
When the truck came to a stop, Jesse's hand were on her like white on rice. Kissing and teasing her as she had just been doing to him. He suddenly stopped and opened the door.
"Jess, what are you doing?"
"Get out of the truck."
"What? Why?"
She saw the evil dancing in his eyes. "Just do it."
Beca pulled her dress down and got out of the truck with Jesse hot on her heels. He took her hand and walked her around to the back of the truck. When they got around to the tailgate he placed the hand he was holding on the tailgate then took her other and placed it there as well. Beca suddenly knew what he was up to and she liked it.
Jesse placed sweet kisses up her arm to her shoulder then up her neck. Standing behind her he wrapped his hands around her waist and pulled her closer to him. "Feel that Beca," he said rubbing his erection into her backside. "You do that to me. You and only you."
Beca watched him over her shoulder. The feel of his hands drove her crazy but what drove her crazier was that she couldn't feel his hands on her skin. She longed for his touch and he was intentionally holding out on her.
Encircling her waist with his arm and pulling her tightly against him her nuzzled her neck. Reaching up he cupped her breasts, his thumbs circling her nipples as they strain against the fabric of her dress.
Then without warning, as if he could hear her thoughts, his hands dropped down to her waist then to her hips. He ran his hands down her thighs and past the hem of her dress. Finally, there it was, his touch on her skin. All she could think was "Thank God I chose tonight not to wear panties. They'd just get in the way if I had."
He hiked up her dress up with one hand while he freed himself from the confines of his painted on jeans with the other. When he was free he let out an audible "Aaahhhh"
Beca looked over her shoulder and grinned. She could see the relief written all over his face.
"Are you smirking at me?"
Trying to hide her grin, she giggled and said, "Nope, not at all."
Jesse kissed across her shoulder to her neck and up to the sweet spot just beneath her ear, "I hope you're ready." his breath tickling her earlobe and sending shivers down her spine.
"I've been ready."
Patting her hip he said, "Bend over a bit."
"Gladly." she said as she smirked at him while rubbing her bum on his aching erection. Placing his left hand over hers on the tailgate of the truck, he slammed into her from behind with a grunt. Reaching around he began rubbing circles on her clit.
"Aaahhhh!" she yelped.
Jesse winced. He didn't want to hurt her. "You ok? I can stop." he asked as he stilled.
"If you stop you better hope like hell that you can run faster than a Kenyan cuz I'm gonna come after your ass."
"Got it."
Jesse continued thrusting until he thought his legs would give out. Beca on the other hand, was taking his assault in stride, meeting him thrust for thrust. When she backed up against him he reached around again and rubbing circles on her clit again. He was bound and determined to push her over the edge, they weren't going anywhere until she did.
Turns out that a little extra touch was all she needed. She turned to putty in his hands. He felt her getting close and knew he wouldn't be far behind. They both collapsed against the back of the truck. Their afterglow lighting up the night sky.
When they arrived at home, Tripp and Charlie were drinking beer and talking on the porch. Looking up, they both gave Jesse the look. Jesse kissed Beca on the cheek and told her he'd be up in a minute before sending her in the house. As soon as Beca was safely inside Jesse turned to them, "Is everything set up and ready?"
"Sure is. We got to work right after y'all left for dinner." Charlie said patting Jesse on the back. "Everything looks amazing!"
Jesse blushed at the reminder of dinner. That was a dinner that wouldn't soon be forgotten. Shaking his head to bring himself back to present he said, "Thanks. I don't think I could have pulled this off without your help."
"Beca's gonna love it. Your mom, Lucy and Rae were all crying when they saw it." Tripp told him. "Wanna go take a look?"
"Yeah, I do."
The three men took a walk to see Tripp and Charlie's handy work. When they were standing beneath the trees Charlie hit a switch and everything came to life. Jesse was in complete and total awe. His vision for the evening had come to life and it was even better than he had envisioned. He had one last thing to do before he asked Beca to join him. He thanked Charlie and Tripp again before they headed back up to the house.
"Let us know when you want us to come down." Tripp said.
"What I need to do won't take long so if y'all want to gather everyone else and head back down now that would be great."
"Sure thing. See you in a few minutes."
Jesse set out to complete his one last task. He was nervous. He had to be able to pull this off without a hitch. As he finished, his and Beca's family joined him. All of them encouraged him and wished him luck though they knew he wouldn't need it. They all took their places and when Jesse was sure they were all hidden well he texted Beca.
"Meet me in the woods behind the house?"
"What?"
"Come on babe... meet me?"
"Ok. Give me a few minutes."
Jesse took a deep breath, this was it. There was no turning back, not that he ever would.
Beca noticed the house was quiet and she couldn't find anyone but she couldn't be bothered. She left a note on the fridge to let everyone know where she was going. When she stepped out on the porch, she saw a flashlight with a small note attached to it.
"Take the flashlight and follow the rose petals.
I can't wait to see you. I love you.
XO,
Jesse"
"What is he up to?" she wondered to herself as she pocketed the note, picked up the flashlight and set out on her journey. Beca did as she was told and followed the rose petals. As she approached the end of the trail, Charlie, who was hidden with everyone else, hit the switch for the lights and Jesse begin singing.
Beca's eyes lit up with wonder. The woods had been decorated with thousands of twinkle lights and Jesse sat in the center of it all on the tailgate of Charlie's old 1960 powder blue Chevy pick up. Jesse loved the truck and he felt it added to the moment.
"Our love is unconditional, we knew it from the start.
I see it in your eyes, you can feel it from my heart.
From here on after let's stay the way we are right now,
And share all the love and laughter that a lifetime will allow.
I cross my heart and promise to
Give all I've got to give to make all your dreams come true.
In all the world you'll never find a love as true as mine."
Beca stood in awe of the man in front of her. How had she gotten so lucky? She was madly in love with this gorgeous creature.
"You will always be the miracle that makes my life complete,
And as long as there's a breath in me, I'll make yours just as sweet.
As we look into the future, it's as far as we can see,
So let's make each tomorrow be the best that it can be.
I cross my heart and promise to
Give all I've got to give to make all your dreams come true.
In all the world you'll never find a love as true as mine.
And if along the way we find a day it starts to storm,
You've got the promise of my love to keep you warm.
In all the world you'll never find a love as true as mine,
A love as true as mine."
Beca's eyes were full of tears. She hadn't moved an inch since the lights flipped on and Jesse started singing. Jesse put his guitar down and made his way toward her.
He took her hand and kissed her gently on her cheek. After wiping her tears away with his thumbs, he said, "Beca, I'm in love with you. I always have been and I always will be. I've known it since we were kids . I can't stop thinking about you. Everything I do is for you and with you in mind. If I'm away from you for more than an hour I want to know what you're doing and if you're thinking of me. I carry you in my heart, my soul and my spirit. I pray for you more than I pray for myself. I've got it so bad for you that I'd actually go to the store and buy your tampons."
Beca blushed, let out a girlish giggle and wiped the tears from her cheeks. He must really be crazy about her if he was willing to buy tampons for her.
"And see that? Your million watt smile, it makes my life and my world a much better place. Right now, at this very minute, what I want more than anything," Jesse drops down on his knee and presents Beca with a ring, "is to ask you what you're doing for the rest of your life. "
Beca gasped and covered her mouth with her hand. Taking her left hand in his, Jesse asked, " Rebeca Faith Robicheaux, I love you more than life itself. Please make me the happiest man alive. Will you marry me?"
Beca got down on her knees and took Jesse's face in her hands. She kissed him gently on the lips and whispered, "Did you ask my dad?"
Jesse chuckled, "Yes, I did."
"And you'd really buy my tampons?" she asked with a huge grin.
"I would. I would go to the end of the Earth for you my love."
"Then yes. Yes... I'll marry you. I love you."
Jesse put the ring on her finger and pulled her into a deep kiss. Pulling her up with him, he said "She said yes!" and with that their family came out from behind the trees to congratulate the newly engaged couple. Beca's eyes got huge at the realization that Jesse thought enough to include their entire family in their special moment. He truly did think of everything.
As soon as all the squeals and hugs were over, Lucy looked at Beca and Jesse and asked, "So, when's the big day?"
A/N: So, there you have it. Beca and Jesse are finally happy and engaged.
"I Cross My Heart" by George Strait