Darker – Chapter 19
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Last time on Darker…
To the people that made an impact in my life they will probably see me as a coward for leaving my problems behind instead of facing them head on. But I no longer cared what anyone thought. This was the beginning of a new life for me with a fresh start, and that's all that mattered.
And now…
"She lives!"
I would know that voice anywhere. After nearly three weeks my favorite redhead and I are finally reunited. Looking more sun tanned and fit these days I've never seen Chloe look happier.
"Hey stranger. Welcome back." I yawned and stretched my limbs. Looking around and behind her, Tom was nowhere in sight. "So, where's your boy toy?"
"Chilling in our room. Where's yours?"
"Um...he couldn't make it." Looking away I climbed down from bed and walked over to where the garment bags were hanging. "This one's yours" I said checking the attached tags. And handed it over to Chloe. "Sneakers, belt and bandana are all inside."
"Thanks." She said, accepting her uniform and setting it down next to her purse. "So, how are you feeling? Are you better?"
"I'm fine!" Not realizing how curt I sounded, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "Why wouldn't I be?"
"No offense, Beca. But you look like hell."
"Thank you for that!" My words were coated with an extra layer of sarcasm. "I haven't seen you in like, forever and the first thing out of your mouth is an insult. Thank you very much. Now, if you'll excuse me…"
"Hey! That's not what I meant. Stacie told me what happened on the flight and that you needed to tell me something."
Letting out a sigh of frustration I wasn't in the mood to drudge up the past and needed to focus on the reason why the Bellas were there.
"Can we please not do this now. We need to get the girls together and check into the festival."
"We already handled that while you were conked out." Chloe interrupted. "Here's your access badge." And handed it to me.
"Oh, okay. Thanks." I responded with surprise, examining the credential. "When do we go on?"
"Not until Monday evening, and since we're the current U.S. champions we get to perform last right after the European champions."
"Das Sound Machine." I stated flatly, thinking about how they bullied and beat us in the last riff off back in Atlanta. With our newest member, Emily whom we referred to as 'Legacy', she was put on the spot and literally froze not knowing what to do. She sang her original song and got us disqualified from the competition which, resulted in a default win for DSM. It was such a humiliating defeat, and to make matters worse, they were horrible winners as they gloated and shoved it in our faces. It was at that moment we knew the Bellas would have to beat them at their own game and come up with something huge and go outside our comfort zone. Deciding to include some unorthodox choreography and Emily's song in our set, we would be making a capella history by performing an original track and bringing back generations of Bellas to join us on stage.
"Hey! You still with me?" Chloe snapped her fingers, bringing me out of my fog.
"Yeah...um. How long was I out and where's Stacie?"
"Honey...you've been asleep for hours. As for Stacie, well...she was last seen at the hotel bar with that Der Kommissar chick."
"What!?" The news of our friend frolicking with the enemy worked better than smelling salts. "Do you think they're…"
"Oh yeah, totally."
"Gross!"
"Oh, C'mon Becs, Don't tell me you didn't see that coming. You saw the way they flirted at the riff off, it was obvious they were into each other. Stacie never hid the fact that she played for both teams; the girl loved sex and got it anyway she could." She continued as I contorted my face in revulsion. "Her hunter was always looking for new prey and didn't gender discriminate."
"Well, I'm not homophobic but...never mind." I just couldn't hear anymore. "It's still gross especially when it's with our competition."
Chloe laughed."I still forget how innocent you are."
Not anymore...
"Um...we should gather the troops and practice." I suggested, getting to my feet. "We don't have much-"
Chloe grabbed my arm to stop me. "Easy tiger, it's almost midnight."
My eyes widened like two silver dollars when I heard the time. If it was almost twelve than I was asleep for…
Fucking Ambien...
"What the fuck Chlo! Why didn't you wake me?"
"Because you needed to sleep. Do you even know how you got up here?"
Thinking about it I didn't have a clue. The last thing I remembered was landing and dragging my tired ass to baggage claim. Shit! I thought to myself. The fucking concussion. I must have blacked out.
"You fell asleep in the taxi and wouldn't wake up. Tom had to carry you up here." I was shocked at what had happened and closed my eyes. "You're no good for the Bellas if you can barely stay awake." She responded with concern. "Aubrey stood in for you today so we were able to rehearse. Tomorrow we're all meeting for breakfast at six and then we've got a studio reserved for the next couple of days." Chloe continued on. "Don't worry Becs, we'll be ready."
Letting out a sigh I ran my fingers through my knotted hair. "I hope you're right."
"So are you going to tell me what's going on with you?"
Letting the air out of my lungs I lied and told her I tripped over my feet which, she didn't buy. Having known each other since my Freshman year she knew I wasn't ready to talk and finally let me off the hook.
At close to one in the morning a disheveled looking Stacie returned to the room we shared. It was obvious what had transpired as Chloe and I watched her with amusement as she quietly grabbed her toiletries and disappeared into the ensuite bath.
"Goodnight aca-bitches!" She chuckled from the bathroom as the shower turned on.
"Do I really have to share a room with her?"
Chloe laughed at my comment, gave me a hug then retreated to the room she shared with Tom. Even though I slept most of the day (and night) I was still tired and needed more sleep. After a quick change I got ready for bed and slid under the covers.
Finishing her shower Stacie entered wearing a towel that barely covered her and sat on the edge of my bed. She looked as though she was about to burst.
"You're not going to believe what I found out tonight?"
"Dude! Put some clothes on!"
She ignored me. "Guess what it is."
"Is that a hickey?" The bruise on her neck was in full bloom as I twisted my face in repugnance. "What are we teenagers?"
"It was so worth it." She praised rubbing the mark with fond memory. "Do you wanna know or not?"
"Or not." I snarked, earning an eye roll from the tramp.
"Fine! I'll tell you anyway." Pausing with a dramatic sigh, she continued. "DSM are using pyrotechnics during their performance."
"And how the hell would you know about that? Wait!" I held my hand up in protest. "I don't want to know." Shaking my head I couldn't believe what my friend had been doing tonight but part of me was curious to find out how she knew. "Okay, fine. Tell me. Just leave out the gruesome details."
Stacie couldn't hold back her smile at my discomfort. "After we...talked," She winked, making my eyes roll. "She and Pieter told me everything."
"Wait! Pieter was there too?"
"Oh yeah!"
As realization struck me like a ton of bricks it turns out that Stacie had engaged in a threesome with the two leaders of the German group just to benefit the Bellas.
Aca-slut!
The next morning Stacie and I went downstairs where the Bellas were already seated at a large table in the cafe. Popping out of their seats, Fat Amy was the first of the girls to approach us as she barreled her way over. Grabbing me around my waist she picked me up and twirled me around like a rag doll while I resisted the large girl.
"Amy! Put me down!" I hollered as the Aussie finally set me down on my feet.
"Sorry boss! It's been forever since I saw your skinny arse."
"It's been like three weeks Amy, but it's nice to see you too. All of you actually."
"So, how's Jesse?" Aubrey asked.
"Good." My abruptness earned a frown from the control freak.
"Got a little joey in your pouch?" Amy asked rubbing my belly.
"No!" I slapped her hand away. "I'm not pregnant!"
"You sure about that? Heard there was chunder in the dunny during your flight."
Having spent so much time with Amy during our time at Barden I no longer needed a translator when she spoke with her Aussie slang.
I shook my head and reiterated. "Read my lips, Amy, I'm not pregnant!" Turning away from the crazy blonde a couple more Bellas approached me.
"So, how's the head?" Jessica asked. "Stacie told us you had one hell of a headache."
"Yeah...you had us really worried yesterday." Ashley added. "Heard you slept all day."
"And got sick on the plane." Aubrey chimed in. "Thought I was the only one who puked in public." The control freak chuckled as she showed me some sympathy.
"I can turn my eyelids inside out." Lilly spoke softly, just loud enough for me to hear. "See." And showed me.
Ewe!
"Girl, you've got us worried. You gonna be able to do this?" The black Bella continued on, distracting me from the Asian's inverted eyelids while the remaining girls nodded in agreement.
"Guys...I'm fine. It's just a little bump on the head. Not a big deal!"
"What bump?" Chloe asked.
Leaning into me, Stacie whispered against my ear. "You didn't tell her, did you?"
I shook my head and took a sip of water. "Nope."
"What the fuck Beca! You said you were-"
"-Stacie, drop it! Nobody else needs to know." I whispered back for her ears only. "Why don't you tell them what you found out last night."
"Fine! I will."
Taking the heat off me Stacie told the Bellas how she went undercover (literally) to get the scoop on our competition and got her kicks at the same time. The response was laughter and shock as Stacie lived up to her reputation while Chloe shot virtual daggers in my direction, wondering what I was hiding.
"Like I said before, I will do whoever it takes to get the Bellas back on top."
"You mean whatever it takes." Amy retorted softly.
"Yeah...I'll do that too." The slutty Bella concluded cracking us all up.
For a short amount of time I forgot about my pain as I took in the familiarity and warmth of these girls. Where we began as a group of misfits who didn't belong to any group, we came together with a mutual interest in making music with our mouths. Not only did we become three time collegiate acapella champions, we were the best of friends. It really did feel good being back with the Bellas even though it was just for the weekend. As we finished getting reacquainted, the fun was just about to begin.
Later that day...
With blood, sweat and tears we rehearsed for hours. I'm not sure what they did yesterday but these girls just weren't getting it done. With Amy missing her solo cue and refusing to do any cardio, some of the girls were screwing up their footing; we looked like a train wreck. As my head pounded I began to lose patience and take it out on the girls. Making everyone work harder we repeated our number twenty, thirty plus times until I'd had just about enough. As sweat poured off my forehead I took a long swig of water from my bottle, grabbed a towel and wiped the moisture off my face. Forgetting myself I accidentally rubbed off the makeup that concealed my bruise.
It didn't take long before the girls stopped in their tracks and saw what I was hiding from them. Chloe was the first to approach me.
"Where did you get that?"
Ignoring her I turned away but was soon surrounded by the Bellas.
"It's nothing."
"Bullshit!" The ginger snapped. "Since you got her yesterday, you've been different, and today...all you've done was holler at us. Frankly, you've been down right nasty and abusing us worse than Aubrey ever did. Sorry Bree, no offense."
"None taken." Aubrey held her hand up.
"Did something happen with Jesse?" Chloe continued her rant. "Is that why you've become such an aca-bitch? What the hell is going on with you?"
"Back off Chloe! You don't know what you're talking about!"
"Then tell us!"
"No!"
"Why not?" Chloe asked. "What are you keeping from us?"
Shaking my head I turned away from everyone and decided it was time to leave. "You know what? Fuck this! I'm outta here!"
"What!? You're just going to walk away and abandon us?" Chloe came around to face me and nearly lost it when she saw my watering eyes. "What happened to you?" She asked softly.
"Please don't." It came out as a plea as I desperately wanted to bury my head in the sand. "I can't…"
And that's when things went from bad to worse...
"Seventy-two hours ago she was attacked by her boss at work and nearly raped; she's got a concussion." Stacie solemnly spoke while I fought to control my emotions. "I'm sorry Beca. They deserve to know."
"Why would you keep that from us?" Chloe asked with concern. "We're your friends, your a capella sisters."
Hearing the gasps of horror from the girls, I glared at Stacie.
"Are you happy now?" I rhetorically asked. "Aubrey, take over and assume my spot. I'm done..."
"No offense to Aubrey but we need Beca." Cynthia Rose spoke up on behalf of the girls. We can't win without her."
Shutting down emotionally I began to pack my stuff up. "Sorry CR but my mind's made up. Chloe, Bree...you guys will have to take over."
Getting in my face Chloe became unglued. "I'm really sorry about what happened to you but you can't do this to us. We're here because of you and it won't mean a damn thing if you're not part of it."
"Chloe...leave me alone! You don't know what I've been going through."
"Then tell her Beca! Tell her about the letters."
Snapping my neck around my mouth fell open. My suspicions were correct, Stacie knew of my intent to stay.
"Don't you dare tell them!" I seethed, feeling even more betrayed. "That's none of your damn business!"
"It is when your behavior is affecting us and our chances of winning World's."
"Tell us what?" Chloe asked as I clenched my jaw and shook my head in disbelief.
The silence was deafening as the elephant in the room grew larger by the minute.
"Beca has no intention of returning home."
The voice came from an unlikely source and was the last person I expected to see. Losing containment of my emotions, tears began to fall.
"Jesse, what did you do to her?" Chloe asked holding onto my arm. "Why is she like this?"
Ignoring her question, Jesse placed his luggage down and approached us. "A lot has happened since you've been gone."
"Obviously." Chloe observed. "Thanks to you she's a basket case."
"Chloe, we both are which is why I need to speak with her. I need to make things right."
Raising my head I locked eyes with him. "I told you not to come." I choked out. "Why the hell are you here!?"
"Because I'm in love with you."
"So what!"
"Beca...can I please speak with you alone?"
"No...these girls are my sisters. What you say to me can be said in front of them."
"Very well." He paused to take a deep breath.
"You were right about everything. It's all been about me and my fucking feelings when all you've done was nurture my soul and love me unconditionally. I've been a goddamn fool and need to grow up and put my pathetic past behind me and look forward to our future. It's time that I became a real man and loved you the way you deserved to be loved. It's my turn to take care of you."
"It's too late." My sobbing increased as he came closer. "I can't be with you anymore."
"Yes you can."
"Jesse...it's too late for us. The damage has been done."
"No it's not. Tell me what you need."
After a short pause I wiped my eyes and told him.
"I need someone I can rely on, who doesn't betray me when they have a moment of weakness. I need someone I can trust."
"I'm right here. The second I got on that flight I made the decision that my place was with you, by your side. Nothing else matters, but us. Not my billions, or my company or even my kinky fuckery you've indulged me with."
Did he really just say that?
Clearing my throat the Bellas looked amused at what he divulged about the nature of our relationship.
"Beca, you're all that matters to me, and I want to make it up to you."
"You would seriously give it all up?"
"Yes...everything." He was serious as a heart attack. "You're worth more than any of that."
"Why me?"
"Because we're cut out of the same cloth. We're soulmates and we belong together."
"It's too painful being with you."
"I know, baby. But that's all going to change, I've put you through hell and back, but I'm done with that bullshit. It's behind me now."
"So I'm assuming you came out here because Stacie told you about the letters."
"Beca...if I may." Stacie interrupted. "I did call Jesse, but he was already on his way."
"What?" I asked, looking into Jesse's watering eyes. "How did you know?"
"When you took all of your clothes I knew you weren't coming back. I had to come for you."
"Why? Why won't you let me go?"
"Because I can't." He admitted softly. "When you came into my life I was dead inside. All I cared about was my wealth and having meaningless sex with the same type of brainless bimbo. I was constantly surrounded by people but never felt so alone until you came along. There you were, young and beautiful and so full of life. For someone so inexperienced, you were open to anything."
Oh, fucking swell...
Again, I wanted to crawl under a rock as the girls took note of my sexual awakening.
"You made me care about things I'd always taken for granted. Instead of nightmares, I have dreams of us raising a family together in a large house overlooking the ocean. I want that future for us, and I know you do too. I'm here because you dragged me out of that dark place and now it's my turn to do the same for you."
Standing before me Jesse placed his hand on my cheek and guided his lips to mine. "I'm ready to give you what you need."
I was stunned by Jesse's outpouring of words and saw the truth in his sparkling eyes. I'd never seen him so vulnerable, but at the same time he was so sure of himself as he opened his heart to me, witnessed by my a capella sisters.
"And if I decide to stay?"
"Then I'm staying here with you." He responded with a warm smile. "We'll both be leaving everything behind and starting over."
And that's all it took...
Letting out a sigh it was as though the rug had been pulled from beneath me. My heart swelled for this man as my pain slowly diminished.
"Shit Beca! If you don't take him back, I will." Amy interjected, breaking up the tension.
It was at that moment I realized I not only wanted the same things as Jesse, I wanted to be with him...always. Here he was thousands of miles from home confessing his undying love for me in front of my friends and willing to give everything up. This was not the same man who admitted to being a sadist and threw himself at my feet the night before. This was a changed man willing to alter his lifestyle for me. The passion I thought was taken from me during the attack was back with a vengeance and now I needed to channel it where it needed to be.
"Um...girls. Practice is over. We'll meet up again tomorrow." Unable to turn away from Jesse, our eyes remained locked. Giving him a quick nod he took my hand and started to lead us to the exit. "Stacie, don't wait up for me."
"You think?" She asked rhetorically. "Have fun you two." And gave a suggestive wink that had us rolling our eyes.
Tugging on my arm Chloe stopped us and turned me around to face her. "Are you sure about this?" She whispered into my ear. "Because if you're not…"
Nodding my head there was no longer any doubt about what I wanted. "I've never been so sure." I whispered back with a smile that reinforced my decision. Offering her own smile, Chloe released my arm and let me go.
The second we were out of view of the girls Jesse pulled me into his arms and kissed me passionately. It felt like home as I reciprocated back. It had only been a few days but it felt like forever as we poured our love into the kiss. As we pulled apart Jesse pressed his forehead to mine. "I want to take care of you. Will you let me?"
"Yes."
Stepping outside our eyes were still locked as a limo pulled up to us. Still staring at each other like a couple of star gazed teenagers we clambered in back and sat quietly knowing our relationship was evolving at an alarming pace.
Pulling up to our hotel's entrance, Jesse stepped out first then pulled me with him. With his arm secured around my waist, we took the elevator to the penthouse suite. Feeling the tension between us like so many times before I was gently pushed back until my rear hit the wall behind me. With the corners of our lips turning upward, he leaned forward and lightly pressed his lips to mine. "I love you." He murmured against me as our lips slowly split apart. As the tips of our tongues touched it was one of the most erotic kisses as he kept the pressure light, making me want more. I whimpered softly as he gently sucked and mimicked the motion of lovemaking as he slid my tongue in and out of his warm mouth. My heart was beating so hard I thought I would die as our lift continued slowly to the top floor. "I meant everything I said. I've never wanted anything as much as I want you."
"Show me." My breathless response ignited his passion as he closed his lips over mine and pressed his raging hard on into me. Running my fingers through his hair I pulled him even closer as we carried on. "Show me now."
"Challenge accepted." He whispered back, resuming the heated kiss. What started out soft turned into a full make out session as he lifted me up and wrapped my legs around his hips.
We were so focused on each other we hadn't realized we'd stopped and taken on passengers who were gaping at our PDA. Setting me down on my feet Jesse and I composed ourselves, and noticed some members of DSM had joined us including the two leaders that Stacie had become acquainted with the night before. Smirking at us, they spoke in their native language and occasionally let out a snicker. When the elevator stopped on their floor Jesse did something I'll never forget.
"Hey Leute! Glück morgen und einen guten Abend"
Acknowledging him with gasps, the perturbed Germans filed out of the elevator faster than the Millenium Falcon engaging its hyperdrive.
"That was hot." Snaking my arms around his neck I brought my lips to his. "I didn't know you spoke German. What did you say?"
"Nothing much. I just wished them good luck tomorrow and to have a pleasant evening."
"Seriously that was one of the sexiest things I've ever seen you do."
"Yeah?"
"Oh yeah."
"Well then perhaps I'll whisper sweet nothings to you in German while we make love."
Oh, my God...
The elevator finally made it to the top. As soon as the lift came to a complete stop Jesse lifted me into his arms and carried me through the suite and into the master bedroom. Laying me gently on the bed he draped his body over mine and kissed me passionately. However before things got to the point of no return I had to stop him as a wave of guilt washed over me.
"Jesse...stop!"
"What's wrong, baby? Too soon?"
"No, it's not that. Um...before we go any further, there's something you need to know." Sitting up on the bed next to me Jesse gave his undivided attention and encouraged me to go on. "I can't keep this from you."
"What is it?"
"I'm so sorry for letting it happen." Pausing to take a deep breath I needed to clear my conscience. "I cheated on you with Luke." There, I said it. Shutting my eyes I waited for the thunderous aftermath. When there was none I opened one eye to find Jesse smirking with his arms crossed. "You're not furious with me?"
"I already knew about it."
"What? How?"
"Your friend felt guilty for what happened and was worried about you. He told me everything."
"He did?" I was shocked that Luke would do such a thing. "What did he say?"
"Well, he said you were very upset and had a lot to drink. Then you asked him to kiss you."
I wanted to camouflage myself into the gaudy wallpaper but at least the truth was coming out. "Yeah, and then I threw myself at him-"
"-Thinking it was me." He finished my sentence.
"And you're not mad about that?"
"Well, it didn't thrill me at first but I was the one who drove you away. I treated you badly that night and made you doubt us and go looking for love in another man's arms."
"I'm really sorry, it'll never happen again."
"I know that baby, and I believe you. The fact that you came forward proves that you can be trusted" He paused to reposition himself over me. "Now if you're done confessing your sins I'd like to continue what we started."
Pulling him down on top of me we kissed passionately. "So would I."
Caressing my curves over my clothes, Jesse showered me with open mouth kisses and nibbled on my neck, sending shivers up and down my spine. It felt amazing but I needed more.
"Help me take this off." Crossing my arms I reached for the hem of my shirt but was denied.
"Not yet, baby. We have all night." He spoke softly. "I want you badly but don't want to rush things."
"We're not."
"Beca...that attack was only a few days ago and really fucked you up. If something doesn't feel right, I need to know. Promise me that you'll say something."
He was right. The attack did a number on me but at the same time I needed to be one with Jesse again.
"Yes, it did but we need this. That son of a bitch may have gotten his jollys from me but he can't take away what we have."
With a nod of understanding Jesse sat me up and helped to remove my shirt and bra. Laying me back down on my back my shoes, socks, pants and undies followed. Fully nude I laid back and watched him remove his own clothes and crawl back over to me.
"We don't have to do this now." He urged positioning himself over me. "I can wait until you're ready."
"I don't want to wait." And pulled him down into a kiss. "I need you."
And just as expected Keegan's face popped into my head the minute Jesse tried to pleasure me. Pushing him away I turned my back to him to conceal my emotions. It was at this moment I realized just how damaged I was and didn't know how to get myself out of the dark place I was trapped in. Turning me over on my back Jesse forced me to look at him.
"I'm sorry. I want to but don't think I can."
"Don't apologize." He wiped my tears away with the pads of his thumbs. "Tell me what's going on."
"Whenever I close my eyes I see him, and when I try to sleep I have nightmares of him raping me." I sobbed. "I'm broken."
"No Beca, you're not broken, just bent." Hearing my words fall from his lips made me chuckle. "I can help you. Do you trust me?"
I nodded. "Of course I do."
Getting out of bed Jesse opened his suitcase and produced some ties. Knowing what he had in mind, made my heart rate soar.
"I want to restrain your hands and feet but won't attempt it without your consent." He paused, lining up the ties in his hand. "I want you to keep your eyes open while I make you climax."
"What if I can't...finish."
"Oh, you will."
Giving it some thought I was relinquishing all control back to Jesse. Having submitted to him previously, this wouldn't be that much different. Perhaps this is what I needed.
"Do it."
And he did…
With my limbs spread apart I was completely vulnerable and open to him in every way. Leaving me in this position Jesse disappeared into the ensuite bath with a small bottle of baby oil. Dimming the lights he put on soft music and returned to me.
"To relax you I'm going to give you a very special kind of massage."
"What kind of-"
"Shh...no more questions." He hushed me with an index finger to my lips. "Just relax and watch me."
Rolling up a large towel he placed it under my knees and laid another towel off to the side. With my head resting on a pillow Jesse took the small bottle and squeezed some oil around and between my breasts. Placing the container down he placed a knee on each side of me as he rubbed the oil into my skin. Purposely avoiding my breasts he massaged my shoulders to my clavicle, to valley in between and finally below. I felt myself become more anxious as I desperately wanted him to touch me there. The wait wouldn't be long as he brought the small bottle back and dabbed a tiny amount onto each erect nipple. Using his thumbs he massaged the substance into my tips and had me whimpering softly. Surrounding each nub he took his time and glided his fingers around my areolas and gently pinched each nipple between his thumbs and index fingers. Removing his hands he squeezed more oil onto my chest then began to massage my entire breasts. Arching my back as much as I could I wanted to press myself further into his healing hands as it felt incredible. Using the perfect amount of pressure he squeezed my mounds and ran the palms of his hands over my taut nipples eliciting moans from within. When I thought I was about to burst, his hands were withdrawn.
Applying oil to my stomach and thighs his hands were exploring me once again. Rubbing the substance into my skin the areas surrounding my center were coated with oil and kneaded thoroughly. Before going any further Jesse looked up to me as if he was seeking my permission. With my breathing hitched I gave him a nod to proceed.
With a few drops of oil down south, I was cupped as a finger glided over the seam and threatened to enter my lips. Squirming under his ministration he massaged the mons then teased my clitoral hood that had me gasping at the intense sensation. With my mouth falling open he massaged the outer, then inner lips while rubbing the small bundle of nerves. My arousal was skyrocketing to the point I felt my natural lubricant ooze out of me.
"How are you doing?" He asked softly, spreading my juices from front to back.
Words were no longer possible as I moaned my response through hooded eyes.
Placing his left hand on my pelvic bone, Jesse easily slid two fingers of his other hand inside. My eyes literally rolled to the back of my head as he curled his digits and began to pump my aperture while rubbing my clit.
Feeling my stomach muscles tighten I knew I was close but couldn't let go. It was sheer agony as my arousal had peaked but there was no climax.
"It's not happening." The struggle was real as I wanted to be freed. "Untie me!"
"No! Stop fighting it and let yourself go."
"I can't!"
"Yes you can and you will." The tone of his voice became more harsh as he continued to thrust his fingers deeper and tap on my G-spot. "Don't you dare give up on us. Don't let him win. You still belong to me and will do as I say. Now give yourself to me and submit! Come for me...NOW!"
And then it happened...
From the top of my head to the bottom of my feet I buzzed all over, pulled on my restraints and yelled out. With my body bucking uncontrollably I'd never orgasmed so hard; but he didn't stop there. Continuing to pump my core he commanded me to come again and again and again which, to my surprise...I did. I was on autopilot as Jesse played me like a fiddle. After several more tear filled earth shattering releases, I blacked out.
"Hey! You okay?" A few minutes later I was untied and in Jesse's arms. "Baby, can you hear me?"
Words couldn't explain the experience I'd just had as I stroked the side of his face and smiled.
"Thank God you're okay. I almost called for a paramedic. I thought I killed you."
"There are worse ways to die." I joked softly, but really meant it.
"Seriously, how are you feeling?"
"Liberated." Was all I could come up with. "That was bone numbing amazing. Thank you!"
"Anything for you, my love."
Bringing his lips to mine I turned us over so I was on top. Sitting on his thighs I took hold of his manhood with both hands and began to stroke him the way he loved it. Realizing that my birth control was now fully in effect, foil packets would no longer be needed. Bringing him to the desired firmness I scooted forward and raised myself to take him in. The images of my attack no longer hindered my sexual performance as we enjoyed each other's company.
Hours later...
We were a mass of sweaty tangled limbs as we basked in our post coital afterglow. Having been brought to orgasm more times than I could count I'd never felt so relaxed. As I rested my head on his chest the comforting beat of Jesse's heart mirrored my own rhythm as neither of us dared to move. In all the times we were intimate, this would perhaps be the most important and memorable moment in our lives. With nothing more to hide there was full disclosure and trust between us. What happened next was something neither of us expected.
"I'm so in love with you." I gushed, toying with the little black hairs on his chest.
"Prove it." He challenged with a smirk.
"I think I just did...several times." I chuckled. "I'm really glad you're here."
"Me too."
"So, now what?" I asked, propping myself up. "With no more secrets and those two psychos locked up, where do we go from here?"
Giving me the most loving look Jesse side swept my hair behind an ear and kissed me tenderly. "We get married."
A/N: Merry Christmas Everyone!
Please R&R and let me know what you thought of this rather complex chapter. Next time the Bellas perform.