*James*

We don't make it to my house. We barely make it back to Julia's room. Dripping wet from the pool with our clothes sticking to our bodies, we let the hotel door slam loudly behind us. I let go of her hand and continue kissing her while backing her up to the bed and slowly lowering her down. 

Julia watches me take off my damp shirt and she peels off her own without any hesitation. I grab the back of her head and pull her up to her knees on the mattress. Standing right in front of her, I put one knee on the bed for balance while my mouth trails down her neck. I exhale sharply when Julia's fingers rake down my chest, abs and settle on my hips, pulling me in flush against her body.

Her eyes are filled with lust and she clings to my body with her arms wrapped around my neck. She tugs at my hair while I continue kissing all over her neck in a desperate way and I know she can feel me hard against her stomach. I slide my hand down between her legs and am surprised when she lets out a loud gasp from the sensation, making me smile against her neck.

"Oh yeah?" I look up and smirk. I lower her to lay flat on the bed and hover over her while my hand continues working her nerves.

"Yeah." She laughs a little embarrassed at her own reaction but then I speed up the pace of my hand and she closes her eyes tight and arches her back. My lips don't leave her neck and her fingers don't pull out of my hair. It only takes a minute for her to start feeling the tension now. I know she's  getting close by the way she bites her bottom lips and moves her hips.

"I can tell you're close aren't you, baby." I whisper in her ear knowing she, for some reason, loves it when I call her baby. 

"Yeah." She starts to move her hips at the same pace as my hand, now desperately needing any friction it can get.

"Keep going." I say lowly with so much desire after being sexually frustrated for so long. All my muscles are hard and tensed up. Julia's breath is shallow, and her body starts trembling. She can barely say a word and only nods her head.

"Feels good, right?" I watch her as she hits her high. Shit, she's so hot. 

"Oh God!" Julia cries out when my hand doubles in pace. Her eyes are closed, jaw slack, not caring about anything else except getting off at this point. While my hand is doing all the work She reaches down and starts pumping me. My body jolts forward from the unexpected touch and I groan just as loud as Julia did from the first touch.

"Fuck. Wait, hold on, babe." I quickly push her hand off me. It's been too long and I'm too close to losing control. "That feels too good."

She smirks at me and drops her hand away from me and on to herself. I sit back on my knees  to watch her. Her eyes are slightly open and her face is flush from what she's doing. I could literally end here right now just by watching her do what she's doing to herself. I pump myself a little, being in control and knowing when to stop when it gets too close, while Julia continues on herself.

"You're so damn beautiful, Julia." My words practically come out as a grown. That's when Julia lost control. She hit her high. Hard. Rounding her back and shaking while all sorts of sounds escape her mouth. Her orgasm takes over her body and when it's over, she wants more.

"I need you." She pulls me close to her. "Please..."

Jesus Christ.

I can't hold off any longer. I hover over her and passionately kiss her right before I push into her. I let her adjust for a second but I can't wait long. I slam in and out of her hard and fast, so hard I have to put my hand on top of her head she it doesn't hit the headboard of the bed. I drop my own head to her shoulder while my body works. All my muscles are tense and in overdrive as the bed loudly bangs against the hotel wall. Neither of us could care about the noises coming from this room. We've waited too damn long to be alone together.

Without any warning, she cries out, hitting her internal orgasm. I crash into her with all I have, unable to hold in the little gasps and grunts from the overwhelming sensation running through me. I'm now throbbing and twitching inside her, ready to come but I hold it in while I feel Julia climb to her next high.

"Babe... ready?" I breathe out, ready to let go, knowing she's right there. I bury my face in her neck, and she can only nod and hold on to me tight. I slam into her so hard she screams out my name and comes one last time. I groan against her neck and let go, releasing everything I've been holding back.

"Oh God." I gasp out loud, probably too loud for this time of night, but neither of us could care as we ride out our orgasms together. I continue to push in and out of her to hold on to every sensation for as long as I can, neither of us wanting this moment to end, and finally collapse on top of her, breathing heavily from all the work. God, we needed this.

"Holy shit, James." Julia blurts out and we both start laughing. She smiles against my shoulder and feels my body shake when I laugh along with her.

"Right?" I take a much-needed inhale. "I didn't hurt you though, did I?" I ask, leaning up on my forearms and resting my forehead on hers. Sometimes I can be too rough. But Julia doesn't seem to mind.

"God no.."  She attaches her lips to mine but we can barely kiss, being so out of breathe. We just leave our mouths touching each other's while we calm down.

"You really don't have a clue how good you feel, do you Julia..." 

*****

*Trisha*

"He's back." The one mistake I should have never made, I continue to do over and over again. I cry until I'm numb and exhausted and the shower water runs cold. Nate has to physically help me out of the shower, into one of his t-shirts and a pair of his boxers. I sit next  at the edge of his bed, looking straight ahead and he brushes my hair for me. 

This is me shutting down. It doesn't happen often. Once when my mother died from cancer and the other times were all from Dave...

"Do you want to talk about it?" Nate finally breaks our silence.

"Not really." I lean the side of my head on his shoulder and let out a slight sigh. "I'm just an idiot."

There's a long pause before I say my next sentence.

"I'm gonna have to go file for a restraining order in the morning."

Nate's eyes widen  in shock at that sentence. He knows this is serious shit. He knows I've reached my breaking point. He nods and wraps his arm around my shoulder.

"Sorry I didn't tell you sooner. I don't want to worry you. I've got a handle on this. I'm paying with my own money to keep Paul around when I run errands. You have enough on your plate with your own shit. And Julia's." 

"Trish, stop. I'll pay Paul. For as long as you need. He's not doing much around here anyway unless Julia has one of her episodes."

"She really is just like your sister, isn't she?" I try to change the subject. "The way her moods change so fucking fast. The outbursts. The addictions."

"Don't remind me." 

"Hey Nate..." I pause reluctantly. "Can I join the squatters club and stay here tonight? I'll sleep on the couch. I don't feel like being alone. And I sure as hell don't want to go back to my place tonight."

"Of course. You never have to ask. You can stay as long as you want. You know that. You can sleep in my bed tonight. Julia is gone till the morning. She hasn't been sleeping in my bed for a little while now, anyway."

"Oh? Trouble in paradise?" 

"It's over. It's a long damn story, but it's over." Nate's eyes look sad. Now I feel bad that I unloaded on him. He's going through so much already. I'm supposed to be the one that holds is all together. I'm the fixer. Not Nate.

"I'm all ears." I crawl under the covers and pat his side of the bed for him to lay down with me.  He does what I want, and I pull his arm over my shoulder, using his shoulder as my pillow. I know I can be tough but I also require a ton of physical contact. Nate is used to it.

Nate tells me everything. He tells me about the meds and therapy starting to work on Julia. About the memories she's suppressed that are now flooding back. Luke and his infidelity and his crazy girlfriend making sure Julia knows all about their affair every chance she gets. For the very first time, I feel sympathy for her.

"Jesus Christ. So she suppressed all that shit because she was in survival mode after losing her kid? And it's all coming back to her now? That's fucked up."

"It is. It's messing with her head. She's just now putting the pieces together. While she was mourning the loss of her son alone, her husband was living this separate life with another woman the whole time. Still is, for all I know."

"Why didn't he just divorce her and move on with the other woman then??"

"I imagine he still loved her. I mean. She was ... is... his wife. They've been together for seventeen years and had a child together. Or maybe he was going through his own grief and couldn't handle hers so turned to the other lady? I don't know. It's all crazy."

"So what's Julia gonna do now? I mean, she needs to confront him, right? For closure? Divorce his sorry ass so she can move on?" I'm all about getting things done. Hence why I will get a restraining order on Dave right away in the morning.

"She's still putting all the pieces together. The memories come and the therapist wants her to write them down-"

"Wait." I interrupt Nate and sit up ."You mean to tell me the therapist wants her to have a fucking journal of her husband's affair? What the hell is that gonna do? She's already reliving it in her head, why would they make her write it down too??"

He shrugs his shoulders.

"No wonder she's a shit show."

"She's not a shit show."  Nate takes offense on Julia's behalf. "She's trying real hard. Think of it being Cara. And then think of everything I just told you. How do you think Cara would handle being in Julia's shoes?" 

"Cara? God, the poor thing would be a mess." I stare ahead now.

"Exactly. Julia and Cara.. are two peas in a pod. Their personalities, their depression, everything, Trish." He strokes my arm lightly while we talk and I feel like I'm coming back to life after what happened..

There's a short knock on Nate's door. Jonah, thinking it's just him in here since Julia is with James, waits for a second, and then opens it.

"Hey, you forgot to take your heart med - oh shit! Sorry!" Jonah's eyes widen when he sees me in Nate's bed. "Fuck, Sorry. I didn't know-" He quickly starts to close the door.

"Well there goes that." I laugh.

"I think I forgot to take my medication tonight. I'll go clear that up." Nate huffs, needing to clear the air with the nurse now.

I laugh and steal his pillow.

"Yeah, good luck explaining that, Playboy."

*****