Chapter 10

"Where are we going?"

"You'll see."

They were in the middle of nowhere. The sun hadn't made its presence felt yet, but the sky was lit up enough to where they could see without needing flashlights. There were mountains in the distance in all shapes, sizes and the view was breathtaking. Small green shrubs and even cactuses were around along with a few other surprises. The two individuals suddenly stopped and midnight blues snapped up to meet another set of lighter blues.

"Jon…"

His mouth suddenly claimed his girlfriend's and wrapped his strong arms around her body, pulling her as close as humanly possible. He loved the way this woman melted every time he held her and responded with equal amount of passion. It still amazed him they were together, especially after what happened with Trina Michaels. This was the first time she'd agreed to come home with him since his divorce was finalized, not including the day it actually happened. He planned on making it a memorable visit to Vegas too, starting with showing her his favorite place in the world.

The Great Basin Desert.

"Remove your clothes."

That order was something she hadn't expected to come out of his mouth. "W-What?! But this is…"

"I know exactly where we are, Ani." Jon assured her and slid his hands down her tank top covered back to delve beneath her turquoise colored shorts, squeezing her backside. "Get naked."

Anisa bit her bottom lip and didn't his hand from unsnapping her shorts, pushing them down her legs. He left behind her matching turquoise cotton panties and yanked her flush against his muscular frame again. Just the glaze of pure lust in his cloudy pale blues sent a shiver of desire coursing through her body. There was never a time Anisa hadn't surrendered to Jon and, desert or not, she wouldn't start now. She was just curious how they were supposed to have sex in a desert of all places.

"If I get sand in my vagina…"

Jon smirked, nipping her lobe teasingly. "I'll be sure to remove it personally. But don't worry, I came prepared for this."

Of course he planned this! There's no way Jon would take her out to the desert without provisions, at least Anisa hoped not. Stepping away from her, Jon took the backpack off his shoulders and unzipped it, pulling out a white sheet. He'd scoured the area for the past month and finally found the perfect spot to do this, to bring Anisa out here and share an intimate moment with her. There was nobody around for miles on end, so no matter how loud she screamed his name, only they would hear it. Jon spread the sheet on the soft sandy ground he managed to find while Anisa undressed the rest of the way, standing naked before him. Just then, the sun peaked slightly over the horizon and lit Anisa up in a golden glow, making her more beautiful than ever. If Jon could capture that moment or live in it forever, he would in a heartbeat. He made sure the sun faced away from them so it didn't obscure their vision during what Jon had planned.

Anisa was trying to learn how to breathe again while watching Jon undress in front of her. His already tanned skin had a nice bronze to it with the sunrise and it made her mouth water. The hunger for him was suddenly real, every nerve-ending of her body igniting into a fast forest fire. For someone who grew up in Cincinnati, Ohio, he sure fit into the desert and Vegas instead of the Eastern state. She had to wonder why he wanted to have sex in the desert of all places, knowing there was a deeper meaning behind it. At least, that's what Anisa assumed. Instead of yanking her into his arms like normal, Jon lifted Anisa by the waist and planted her feet on the white sheet. Then he lowered I front of her back to his knees and placed one of her smooth slightly tanned legs over his muscular left muscular shoulder. It didn't take long for Anisa to figure out what Jon had in mind to do to her and all she could do was surrender to anything he wanted.

"Mmm so wet and ready for me – the perfect breakfast." Jon slid his tongue up the glistening slit and closed his eyes at the ambrosia touching his taste buds. "Tell me how that feels, darlin'. Talk to me."

"I – It feels so GOOD!" Anisa squealed out that last word and clung to him for dear life, not expecting to be lifted completely off the white sheet. "Jon!"

She wasn't close enough for his liking, so Jon improvised and his deep chuckles sent vibrations throughout every part of her body. "Now THIS is more like it. Don't worry, Ani, I won't drop you. Nothing except pleasure with a little pain will happen to you out here." He'd done far too much talking and not enough exploring of her pussy, getting to work holding her up with both legs draped over his shoulders and used pure strength to keep her steady.

As scared as Anisa was to fall, the amount of desire coursing through her veins overpowered the measly fear and she knocked the black hat off his head. It was on backwards and, as sexy as he looked with it on, she absolutely loved his dishwater blonde curls. Every chance Anisa had presented to her, she played with his curls especially when they'd lay in bed together. Sex wasn't all their relationship was based on, though it was a huge part. There were times they would just lay in bed or on the couch watching a movie and she would stroke his hair with his head resting on her chest. The heat from the quickly rising sun flooded through her and it didn't take Anisa long to climax, flooding Jon's mouth with her sweet essence.

"JON!"

Anisa remembered that moment like it was yesterday while she lay curled up in bed, sobbing violently. The amount of pain she felt from her broken heart was nearly crippling. She didn't want to do anything and stayed in bed most of the week she'd taken off, using personal time stored up with WWE. New position in the company or not, she had plenty of personal time to use up and right now it was the last place she wanted to be. Colby Lopez managed to split them up, but she blamed Jon since he had a brain of his own and made his own decision to put their relationship on hold. There was nobody else to blame. Granted, it was partially Anisa's fault for keeping what happened with Bray to herself, but that gave Colby no right to say what he did either. It wasn't his place and he should've kept his mouth shut. Jon sided with him and Anisa couldn't be with a man who didn't defend her against his friends, especially when he only heard Colby's half of the situation. Incessant knocking had jolted Anisa out of the desert memory and she wanted to kill whoever it was. That was until she heard a familiar voice boom from the other side of the front door. Her bedroom was downstairs since it was a lot cooler than upstairs, even with the central air blasting.

The joys of living in the south.

"Hold your damn horses!" Anisa growled, stumbling out of bed and out the door down the hallway, her hair sticking out in all different directions. "I'm coming, stop banging!"

"Then open the fucking door, SIS!"

Unlocking the deadbolt, Anisa ripped open the door and locked bloodshot midnight blues on the blazing hazel orbs of her brother. Phil's heart shattered in his chest at the condition his sister was in, hardly recognizing her. Deep bruises adorned her eyes from clear lack of sleep, her usual soft honey blonde hair hadn't been brushed in days and it looked like she hadn't changed clothes either. She stunk to high heaven too.

"Jesus…" Phil whispered, trying to breathe out of his mouth instead of inhaling the foul stench. "What the fuck happened to you?"

"Dumb question, Phillip." Melanie chastised firmly but softly and placed a hand on his arm, knowing they had to tread carefully with Anisa. She was emotionally unstable right now. "Sweetie, we just came here to check on you since you haven't been to work in a week. Don't pay your brother any attention."

Phil eyeballed his girlfriend from the side and wondered what she was doing since they'd come here for a very specific reason. "Right…" He didn't sound convinced at all and slid his eyes back to Anisa, clearing his throat awkwardly. "We're here to help you."

"Help me with what, exactly? Because unless you can pull Jon's head out of his ass, nothing will help me anytime soon. And I'm entitled to personal time off since I have a lot stored up in the company. So just go back to your happy lovey-dovey lives and leave me the fuck alone." Anisa tried slamming the door in Phil and Melanie's face, but his hand snapped out along with his sneaker covered foot, blocking effectively.

"Enough with the attitude, Anisa." Phil ordered, pushing the door back open and stepped inside, pulling Melanie by the hand with him before kicking it closed. "The first thing you're going to do is take a shower while we cook dinner. Then we're sitting down and having a long talk." One he knew would crush Anisa further, but she had a right to know what he'd found out. "And if you don't want to do this the easy way, there is always the hard way."

Melanie shook her head and wished Phil would understand the concept of a broken heart. Hadn't he done the exact same thing when Coralie died? "Come on Anisa, let's go upstairs and you can talk to me while you bathe. I'll run the water for you so you can have a bath instead of a shower." She was afraid with how fatigued Anisa currently was, the woman would keel over and crack her head open if she tried showering. "Phil, go start dinner and I'll join you shortly."

There was no way Anisa could fight her brother or his sweet girlfriend off, so she went without a word. A hot bubble bath sounded heavenly right now despite how she felt on the inside and it was nice to have company. She'd been desolate from everyone and everything for a week. Once they were in the bathroom, Melanie helped undress Anisa and tossed the clothes outside of the bathroom to get rid of the body odor stench. Then she started the bath water and helped Anisa step into the tub, lowering her carefully into the water. Melanie made sure not to make the water too hot due to a STRONG possibility of Anisa being dehydrated. The heat would suck whatever was left out of her body and she'd feel worse than she did before the bath. So it was a nice warm temperature that would soothe and relax the body, but not scorch her either.

"Thank you." Anisa whispered while Melanie poured water from a cup over her shoulders to warm her up further since she currently shivered.

Melanie smiled softly, waving the woman off. "No need to thank me, sweetie. Now just relax and close your eyes. Do you want me to wash your hair for you?" More than likely, she didn't have the strength to lift her arms.

"What does my brother want to talk to me about?" The question was out of left field, but Anisa hadn't missed what Phil said. "Is it bad?"

How was she supposed to answer that? "Let's just focus on you right now and then we'll worry about everything else later, okay? You need to bathe and eat, then get some rest. If we have to postpone the talk your brother wants to have until tomorrow, so be it. Don't worry about it right now."

"How is she?"

"Besides an emotionally exhausted wreck with a broken heart, fine I guess." Melanie plopped down on the couch in a heap and sighed at the smell of pine in the air. "I thought you were cooking?"

"Ordered a pizza instead. This place needed to be cleaned. She had ants all over the fucking kitchen from the dishes piled up." Phil shook his head in disgust, sitting down beside Melanie rubbing his hands together. "I could kill Jon for hurting her like this."

"Phil, it's not his fault…" Melanie reminded him softly, rubbing his shoulder since it'd been bothering him lately. "And soon she's gonna find out why we're really here."

He wasn't looking forward to that – not at all. His meeting with Bill Demott didn't go the way Phil planned and what he found out made him sick to his stomach. Somehow, he knew Bill had outside information without even realizing it because he was the lead trainer down at the performance center. Still, it didn't make Phil feel any better being in his sister's home while she was in her room crying and he was about to shatter her more. He just hoped Anisa could handle what had to be said because if anything happened to her because of this newfound information, Phil would kill all involved. Telling Melanie was bad enough because he'd gone to the meeting with Bill alone, but now he had his sister to overcome.

"She's going to be fine, Phil." Melanie assured him, swinging her leg over to straddle his lap and forced his eyes to meet hers. "She's a lot stronger than you give her credit for."

"I know that, but after what I found out…" Melanie pressed her finger to his mouth, stopping Phil in his tracks before he could go on another rant. "I've done all I can to protect her and it's not enough. I feel like I've failed her, Mel."

Her fingers slid through Phil's short dark hair he let grow out after his extended leave with WWE. She loved the length and ordered him to never buzz cut it again, enjoying having the hair to grab onto during their sexual romps. Phil knew it was wrong on all levels to have sex with his girlfriend in his emotionally unstable sister's house, but her comfort had turned him on. Melanie felt the bulge in his pants and bit her bottom lip to keep from moaning out, especially when he thrust his hips up to start grinding against her jean covered crotch.

"Evil man." She whispered against his mouth before passionately kissing him, their tongue dueling together animalistically. "Shower now. I need you inside of me, Brooks."

Phil did not have to be told twice and lifted his beautiful girlfriend from the couch, her legs wrapping around his waist instantly. Hopefully the shower would drown out the sexual noises, but Phil highly doubted it since he planned on making Melanie scream his name. Maybe staying at a hotel was a better option, but they couldn't leave Anisa alone until she was alright. Once inside the bathroom, clothes flew in all directions and Phil slammed Melanie against the shower wall and let the water coat both of their bodies. She bit into his shoulder to keep from screaming out, but his hard powerful thrusts had her crying out uncontrollably and mixed with Phil's loud growls.

In her room down the hallway, Anisa didn't hear anything happening because she was dead to the world and slept harder than she had in a long time.