Smut warning! :-D Yeah… I had some fun with this chapter. I hope you like it!

Chapter 10: Melissa

The rest of the night passed by in a gentle haze. Pizza was awesome, even if it did come from the place in town and not Little Ceaser's. I didn't know why I liked that place so much. But either way, dinner was awesome.

After dinner we had all moved to the living room where we lounged around watching a couple of movies before the guys went to bed early. They had to be in the city at eight to start promoting the show Deadliest Catch.

After they headed to bed, I went to my office hoping to get a few things done before my official start of vacation the following morning. I had sobered up after eating half a pizza and drinking a couple of bottles of water. Jeff and EJ had lightened up when I sobered up more, and didn't say a word about it. I knew they probably wouldn't either. I quit doing it when they asked, there was no further need for discussion.

The conversation with the guys hadn't gone anywhere close to the way it should have gone. I should have been stronger and able to tell him, but the nightmare that was my past was sometimes too horrendous to repeat. My only hope was to gradually tell them over the summer.

Maybe I could just let a few details here and there slip out while talking about a slightly similar topic?

But I knew that would never happen. Growing up with Katherine and her endless supply of men had been worse than living on the streets of Chicago. On the streets the rules made sense, shit didn't change often and everyone knew their place. With Katherine though? Shit changed so quick you were on the ground before you knew what hit you. One day there'd be a new rule, the next that same rule was the very reason you were getting your ass beaten.

Katherine always had a new man in her life, and he was always worse than the one before him. Always more cruel. Always ready to break you.

No. There was no slipping that into a conversation on a slightly similar topic. The conversation would never go that way, there was no similar topic. It would be up to Jake and me to bring the conversation around to the past. It wasn't something I thought I was strong enough to endure.

A shiver went down my spine as my thoughts drifted over the past. I tried so to keep myself from thinking about it. I kept myself so busy just so I wouldn't have to remember it. I hardly ever slept, so wouldn't dream about it. And now the past was being yanked out of the deepest recesses of my mind to slap me in the face.

I sighed and forced myself to see the computer screen in front of me. I had my e-mail open, but I hadn't seen a word on the computer. I had only been in my office for half an hour when there was a knock at the door. I looked up to see Josh standing there with bed head and squinty eyes. It was obvious he'd already been laying down, probably almost a sleep before he came to see me.

"Hey, what's up?" I asked him softly. I glanced at the clock to see it was going on one in the morning.

"What are you doing?" he asked me. He was leaning against the door frame wearing nothing but a pair of low slung basketball shorts.

"Just checking my e-mail," I answered, closing the window quickly.

He stared at me for a minute, not saying anything. When I looked at him again, I was shocked to see the edge of hardness in his eyes. It was that same dominate look he had given me earlier that day after we had the most amazing sex of my life.

"Come to bed," he said finally.

I stared at him confused. I wasn't used to just following orders. I was usually the one giving the orders. But coming from Josh, they seemed more like advice or guidance for my well being. His tone left little room for argument and I soon found myself putting my computer to sleep and standing up.

I walked slowly to him, unsure of what I was feeling. When I reached him he wrapped and arm around my waist and pulled me to him. He pushed a hard kiss against my lips, holding my body against his. I melted, grabbing his shoulders for support.

We broke apart moments later, breathless. I stared up into his almost black eyes. He didn't say anything, but turned and headed toward the back stairs. He kept me close to him as we made our way upstairs.

When we reached the second floor he paused, and glanced around. With the coast clear, I took over and led the way to the third floor, where my bedroom suite was located. By the time we reached my door we were clawing at each other. Our tongues were battling in our mouths while hands roamed each other's bodies.

I let out a breathy moan as soon as Josh had the bedroom door closed behind us. Within seconds our clothes were ripped from our bodies as we fell to the bed in a tangle of limbs and tongues. I couldn't get enough of his hard body, and I couldn't get it fast enough.

He pulled me with him as he sat down on the bed. I straddled his naked body, my dripping core hovering just above his ridged manhood. My hands were gripping his shoulders tightly, as I balanced above him. I breathed out a moan as Josh's fingers found my core, probing through the silky flesh. He buried two fingers deep inside, drawing a loud moan from me.

I opened my eyes, resting my forehead against Josh's. He was staring at me intently. His fingers pressed against my G-spot, hitting it head on. I gasped out a breath as he started rubbing slow circles against the sensitive skin. My muscles clamped down around his fingers, not wanting him to stop, while trying to get more.

"Josh," I moaned loudly, forgetting our need to be quiet.

His lids were hooded as he continued to watch me. I ground my hips down against his fingers. I was rewarded was a swift stinging slap to my bare ass. I choked out a moan, falling against his body, no longer able to hold myself above him.

"Josh," I breathed, panting hard. I wrapped my arm around his neck as I felt the pressure building up in my stomach, the tingling in my core. His thumb suddenly pressed against my clit and I cried out.

"Shh," he murmured, capturing my lips in a searing kiss.

I groaned, losing myself in his taste. My fingers gripped his neck, my nails dug slightly into his flesh. I ground my hips against him again, receiving a growl in protest. Josh sucked my bottom lip and pulled it between his teeth.

I gasped out a whimper before I suddenly shuddered and convulsed. I latched onto Josh, riding out my orgasm as I panted out a moan, muscles clamping down on his fingers. "That's it," he encouraged as a rush of warm juices coated his fingers.

I shuddered and whimpered against him. My limbs were jelly and lethargic. When he removed his fingers I could feel my juices trickle down my thighs. I couldn't care a less though. Josh had just given me the most amazingly, mind blowing orgasm I'd ever had in my life. The man knew how to do things with his fingers. I was in heaven and had zero plans of moving anytime soon.

While I was lost in thought, Josh had other plans for me. He grabbed my hips tightly and pulled me closer. I cried out as he sheathed himself deep within me in one swift motion. "Shh," he murmured against my lips. He pushed his lips to mine, stifling my moans as he set a rhythm within me.

I was still overly sensitive. Every stroke and every thrust sent millions of tingles throughout my body. Josh's grip on my hips was bruising and the pace he set was nearing on the edge of barbaric. He slammed me down on his hard cock, filling the room with the wet sounds of slapping flesh.

"Damn baby," he moaned in my ear. He kissed my temple. "You feel amazing."

I opened my eyes, coming out of my pleasure coma. I pulled away from him enough for him to lean toward me and capture my lips in his. I swiveled my hips clockwise, earning a throaty moan from Josh.

When I repeated the action and received the same result, I quickly fell into a rhythm, meeting him thrust for thrust with a swivel of my hips. We continued the pace for what felt like hours, but when I felt Josh's grip on my hips tighten, I knew he was close. His head dropped to my shoulder. He started sucking on the skin where my neck met my shoulder.

I breathed out a moan as I felt the tightening in my stomach for the second time that night. Josh dropped a hand from my hip to rub my clit with his thumb. I gasped as I panted, moving with his hand and body.

It wasn't long before I was falling over the edge again. My walls clamped down around his cock and I let out the loudest moan yet. If the guys on the third flood hadn't heard us yet, I was sure they had now.

I didn't care.

My shuddering and shaking in orgasmic bliss brought Josh over the edge with me. He bit down into my skin to stifle his moans as he came hard with a shuddering release. We clung to each other, sweaty and breathless. My head fell to his shoulder and my eyes slid shut. I couldn't believe how amazing Josh could make me feel. We were so different, yet he seemed to understand me in a way that no one else did. A way that not even Jeff, my best friend, could understand.

When josh's fingers started tracing the scars on my back, I stiffened. Josh had always known about the scars from the beginning; he and Jake sharing a stateroom on the Cornelia Marie made it hard to keep secrets from him.

He kissed my neck and I relaxed in his arms. He continued to trace the whip scars, following them down to the smaller ones made by a nine inch switch blade. The one my mother's ex-husband used to carry. "How did it go with John earlier?" Josh quietly asked. It was a murmur in my ear.

I sighed. "I couldn't tell him," I admitted, stiffening slightly. I knew Josh wanted me to tell John the truth, but it was just not something I was ready to talk to him about yet.

"It's okay," Josh whispered, placing a kiss to my neck. He rubbed his fingers into my back, relaxing the muscles with his skilled fingers. I melted into him again, completely content to be in his arms. "You'll do it when you're ready."

I nodded. "Jake and I promised John we'd tell him by the end of summer."

"Just make sure you're ready first." He kissed my shoulder.

I nodded and pulled away from him to be able to look him in the eye. He was staring at me intently again. His dark chocolate eyes were almost black with an emotion I couldn't place. Instead of continuing on about me and my daddy-issues, I turned the conversation on him. "How have you been doing? Honestly." I asked him, smoothing my fingers over his cheek, caressing the smooth skin.

His eyes searched my face before he placed a small kiss on the corner of my mouth. "I'm actually doing pretty amazing," he grinned at me.

I saw the playfulness in his eyes, but I also saw the truth I was looking for. "Oh yeah?" I asked, flirtatiously. "And why is that?"

"Well, I finally seem to have all my dad's businesses under control. You know, you were right about the Parent Company. It was the perfect solution and made controlling everything so much easier." He kissed my lips.

I smiled and kissed him back enthusiastically. "I'm glad I could help."

"There's also been another thing able to help me get this shit under control," he smirked, pulling away from me again. I was slightly confused, but then he continued speaking. "There's been this beautiful, intelligent, though slightly crazy woman that keeps calling my ass."

"Oh really? What was she doing that for?" I joked with a smile.

He grinned and shrugged. "I don't know. I'm still trying to figure that out myself." He looked playful, but I knew the man behind the mask. We'd done a lot of talking in the past year and I knew when he was feeling insecure about something.

"Maybe she likes talkin to your ass," I smirked at him.

He chuckled and leaned forward, kissing me. "Is that all she likes?" His eyes were flashing his lust for me.

I grinned whole heartedly as I felt him start to stir again inside me. "Mmm, maybe she likes the way you feel," I purred, arching my back as I ground down on his semi-erect cock.

He let out a groan as his eyes slid to half-mast, watching me through hooded lids. "Yeah you do," he murmured, the dominate edge returning to his voice.

Shivers flashed down my spine, sending shooting tingles to my clit. I arched my back further, grinding my hips into his hard shaft. His fingers gripped my hips, holding me steady. I moved against him, back arched, and my perk, round C's thrust into his face. His mouth latched on a hard nipple, sucking it between his teeth and rolling his tongue over it.

I let out a moan as I continued to grind on him, working my hips into a frenzy. Josh held me to him, holding me up as he leaned forward and bent me backwards. His hands slid up my back, locking behind me and holding me steady. My hands were latched on his shoulders, his mouth never leaving my nipple.

My head was thrown back in ecstasy. My hair nearly touched the floor. I was practically doing a back bend and soling trusting Josh to hold my weight in his strong arms. His biceps and triceps were flexing with every thrust and swivel I made.

I was moaning loudly, not giving a fuck who heard me.

It was a little after five in the morning when he finally finished for the evening. We had eventually moved things to the bathroom, the Jacuzzi bathtub to be exact. We were hot, clean, and exhausted, but extremely satisfied.

I was leaning against the bathroom vanity catching my breath, while Josh was putting some clothes on. It was early Monday morning and the guys would be leaving for the City soon. Josh walked in the bathroom wearing clean jeans and a black button up, short sleeve shirt. His hair had gel in it, holding the short spikes in a messy bed head fashion.

"You're not dressed yet?" he asked as he stepped in front of my naked body.

"I'm too hot to put clothes on," I stated, feeling over heated from the whirl pool tub.

"That's because you're standing in the hot bathroom," he said as he stared down at me. He lifted a hand to cup a plump breast. "Why don't you come out to the bedroom?" he rasped, pinching my nipple between his fingers.

"Josh," I moaned, not caring that my body probably couldn't take much more attention.

Josh silenced my moan with a deep kiss, sucking my tongue into his mouth. Both of his hands grabbed my face, pulling me into the most passionate kiss I'd ever had. When he pulled back, leaving me breathless, I moaned at the loss of contact.

I was suddenly cold as he took a step back, leaving me panting against the counter. I narrowed my eyes at him, suddenly confused.

He had a small smirk on his face. "I have to get going. EJ said were leaving in twenty minutes."

"Plenty of time," I exclaimed, moving toward him. He'd gotten me all worked up again and he barely touched me. Okay the kiss was intense, but his hands had barely done anything.

He stepped away from me, putting another foot of distance between us. "Nu-uh," he grinned.

My eyes narrowed as I glared at him. I wasn't used to being told, 'no'. He knew that too. He knew exactly what kind of power he held over me. When I was about to protest, he placed a gentle yet firm finger to my lips.

"No," he said firmly. His eyes bore holes into mine, daring me to disobey him.

My eyes held his in a defiant battle of wills. I suddenly changed tactics and opened my mouth, sucking his finger in. I rolled my tongue around it, trying to persuade him to give into me.

His eyes darkened as he pulled his finger out of my mouth with a loud 'pop'. I smirked at him. I knew with that demonstration, I had gotten him as worked up as I was. But suddenly he smirked and stepped further away from me. He grinned at my shocked face. "I'll see you later sexy," he said before he turned and walked away from me.

"What the fuck?" I asked the silent bathroom after I heard Josh leave through the bedroom door. He had left me naked and so sexually frustrated I knew I'd never be able to get any sleep.

I stifled a groan and headed for the shower. It seemed like I was going to need help cooling off.

Jake:

I didn't sleep well the night before. Jeff's words were still ringing in my head. His cool demeanor was always off putting to people, but having grown up with the man I had thought I wasn't affected. I guessed all the time away from home was opening my eyes to everything I hadn't seen before. Did that mean I changed? And if it did, did everyone else do so too?

I was sitting contemplating Jeff and Melissa's relationship when it dawned on me the reason for Jeff's sudden over protectiveness. Yeah, it had been John, but it had also been Josh. I heard him and Melissa going at it all night. It was part of reason I was so pissy this morning, that and having to deal with the press today.

I never did get used to being in front of the camera's twenty-four seven. And since it came out on the show that I was John's son, a Hillstrand, I constantly sought after by the reporters. So to say I was stressin was an understatement. It was the first day of promotions and I had been kept up all night thinking about what Jeff had admitted to me. The man was serious about protecting my sister. Even if it meant killing for her again; even after everything it had cost him the first time.

I shook my head.

I would always have a deep respect for Jeff, for what he did for me and my sister all those years ago, but sometimes I just didn't get it. I couldn't understand their relationship for the life of me. When they were together, they fought like animals, often getting violent with each other. Not just him, but her too. Jeff brought out something in Melissa that wasn't healthy. Their jealously was so intense that civil wars have been less bloody.

But when they weren't together… when they were just friends… something just clicked. He still took care of her, and she in turned kept him in line. The world just flowed easier. Harmony ran through the house and both seemed happier. They could deal with watching the other date; hold back that jealousy and give the other space. They could deal with the whole damn world when they weren't a couple.

As friends, Jeff and Melissa were unstoppable.

It was that thinking that had kept me up most of the night. When I did finally fall a sleep I was woken an hour later to the sounds of my best friend fucking the brains out of my twin sister. Yeah, great fucking night. Just wait till I got my hands on Josh. Melissa was told, but I hadn't warned him away from her yet. As soon as I saw him, he was a dead man.

My sister was not to be used as a fuck buddy. Even if she was okay with it.

As soon as I decided that I was going to have a chat with my best friend, my dad walked in followed closely by Scott and Andy. "Morning," Andy grinned as Dad and Scott slowly meandered over to join me at the table.

I lifted a hand in a half-assed wave as the three of them sat down. "How'd you sleep?" Dad asked.

I shook my head and rolled my eyes. "I didn't."

"Why not?" he asked, looking me over. I was sure I looked like shit. I felt like it. I think I slept maybe two hours at the most last night.

I was about to answer when Josh walked in the kitchen. I glared at him as he came sauntering into the room with a huge grin on his face. "Morning!" He was too damn chipper too.

My glare darkened and the smile slowly drifted off his face. "I told Melissa to make sure 'your fun' didn't interrupt my sleep. My sleep was interrupted."

Josh tried not to smirk, but it was still creeping on his face. "Sorry dude."

"Did you even go to sleep yet?" I glared.

He slowly shook his head, though no longer smirking. At least he respected me or my sister that much. "Not yet," he answered.

"What the fuck dude? She already doesn't sleep enough as it is. I don't need you keeping her up all night on top of it."

Josh looked slightly taken back. "Dude, it was one night. Sorry man, it won't happen again."

I was about to say 'damn straight it won't' when my dad caught my eye. He was shaking his head at me, warning me not to go there right now. Yeah, he was probably right. It was damn early and I was already stressin about everything else.

I shook my head. "We'll talk about this later." It was too early to deal with this shit. After sleeping in my own bed the last couple of nights and not on a moving boat, it was hard sleeping enough as it was. But getting woken up every so often by a moan was just another thing to piss me off.

He nodded, no longer looking so chipper.

I stood from the table and pushed the chair in just as EJ walked into the kitchen a moment later with a beanie on his head. He wore a black zip up hoody with blue basketball shorts and sandals.

"Let's go," I said and headed for the front door.

I heard the scrapping of chairs as everyone got up to follow me.

What a way to start the morning. Now I had that fun conversation to look forward to later. Fuckin awesome. I rolled my eyes and headed for the door.

Yeah I know, it was short. But that's only because the next one is sooo long. :-D Melissa and Josh wanted to go longer but Discovery was waiting! LOL

This sets the mood for Jake in the next chapter. Anyone else feeling the rage?

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