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Melissa quickly ran a lint brush over the black tuxedo jacket before hanging it on the hook with its matching pants. She then turned back to the shirt laying on the ironing table. She picked up a needle and thread to quickly fix the button that fell off as the door swung open and four voices rushed into the room.

"Melly! Wussup?" the first acknowledgement came from the tall man with dark hair and blue-green eyes as he entered the room first. After him walked in a shorter man with brown hair and big blue eyes and a large grin.

"M...hey," he greeted as two more guys casually came in and nodded in greeting.

"Where's Nick?" Melissa asked as her brow creased in worry.

"I'm here!!!!!!!!!!!" came a voice down the hall as running footsteps echoed into the small room. Suddenly, a figure darted into the room in a flash of blond hair. He ran to Melissa and caught her in a giant bear hug, spinning her in a circle before allowing her back on her feet. P>"Hi..." she replied, slightly dumbfounded, as she sat down in her stool. "You're shirt is almost ready. You guys can get your suits and start to get dressed...except Nick. Get your pants on and I'll get this to you in a jiffy."

The guys all said something in response, but their voices melted together in a hum of incoherent speech. They all grabbed their respected garb and left the room for the dressing rooms down the hall.

Melissa shook her head before returning to the button. I don't even want to know how he ripped this out... She quickly sewed it on and then walked it down the hall.

Melissa sat at her drawing table in the afternoon sunlight that filtered in form the large window. She sighed as she turned back to her sketchbook, drawings of the five Backstreet Boys grinning back at her. When she first started to work for them her job was easy: design clothes that were cute. Now she has to invent new trends for the hit pop band as she recently took on the role of head fashion designer. She sighed and drew an extra button on Kevin's shirt so it looked complete.

The ringing phone interrupted Melissa's sketching her new designs. "Hello?"

"Hey Melly...It's Nick. I really need to talk to someone...Is it okay if I come over?"

"Of course! I'll be in my drawing room so just come up, okay?"

"Knock, knock..." came a voice from behind Melissa as she sat at her drawing table. She turned around to find Nick's tall frame standing in the doorway.

"Hi, Nick. What's wrong? You've never called me like that..."

"I'm really confused and I need someone to talk to. You were the first person who came to mind for this problem..."

"What kind of problem could that possibly be besides the fact that your socks don't match and those shorts are hemmed crookedly?"

Nick looked at his attire and shrugged. "Does that matter?"

Melissa smiled as she shook her head in defeat. "What did you need to talk about?"

"Well...it's complicated..."

"Sit down and tell me..." she replied as she motioned toward a chair near her desk.

"Is it a bad thing to fall for someone you work with?"

Melissa half-choked on the mouthful of water she had just drank. "What? You're not gay are you?"

"EW! NO!" Nick schreeched. "I ain't in love with one of the guys!"

"Oh...who then?"

"I don't want to tell until I figure out what to do. Should I tell her? I mean...what if she doesn't feel the same?"

"How could anyone not love you?"

He shrugged and looked at the carpeting as if it were suddenly very interesting.

"Come on...who is it? I won't tell..."

"Well...um...it's..." he turned his face up to gaze in her eyes. "You."

Melissa froze in shocked silence as he brought his hand up to her face.

"Melissa...I love you. I have for a while." He leaned closer and gently brushed his lips across hers.

"I-I don't know what to say..." she whispered, her lower lip trembling slightly.

"Then don't say anything..." he whispered back before fixing his lips to hers in a deep kiss. While his lips tangled with hers, he slid her sketchbook aside on the drawing table before lifting her to sit on the desk. He settled between her legs, his hands massaging the muscles through her khakis.

She snaked her arms around his neck, reveling in the feeling of having him love her. She had dreamed of this, wishing he would love her back, and now she had what she wanted.

He slid his hands up her legs to her hips and then around her back, pulling her closer to him, grinding his aching groin against the opening of her feminine core. A soft moan eminated from her throat as she linked her ankles behind his back.

He slid his hands up to her shoulder blades, fanning the fingers across the muscle and bone as he began to trail kisses down her neck. He kissed the soft skin exposed by the open top buttons of her shirt as her head fell back in pleasure. Her head came back up and their lips soon locked again in a passionate kiss of fire.

She fumbled at his shirt, tugging it up to his neck and breaking the kiss only long enough to remove the garment. She then helped him to unbutton the rest of her shirt as their mouths continued to dance together. She quickly threw her shirt to the ground, pressing her lace covered breasts against his bare chest as she gripped his shoudlers.

Inside their joined mouths, their tongues did a wild tango of unleashed passion as they continued to rid each other from the restraints of their clothing. Her bra was discarded to the floor, and Nick soon unbuttoned her jeans and then pulled her lips from her, leaving her breathless as he trailed kisses down her body. His lips carressed her skin as he moved over her breasts and belly, all the while pushing her down to lay on the table. He reached the waistband of her pants and then gripped the zipper with his teeth.

He soon removed her pants, leaving her only in a sexy set of lace panties that matched her bra. He pulled her back up to him, settling between her legs once again as he feasted on her tender lips.

As he softly carressed the smooth skin of her back, she undid his shorts and slowly pushed his underwear to the floor. Now, his throbbing erection was exposed, the velvety skin scorching hot as she delicately touched it with her fingertips. A moan escaped his throat as she tenderly rubbed the scorching hot skin.

Unable to bear it any longer, Nick grabbed her panties and lifted her up to slide them off. They now embraced each other's naked bodies as they continued to kiss.

Nick then took her by surprise as he gripped her bottom and thrust his large manhood inside of her. She gasped and moaned at the same time as he filled her completely. He then slowly pulled himself out and pushed back inside as she tore her mouth from his to cry out in pleasure.

"Mel..." he breathlessly gasped as he continued to move inside of her. "Oh...Mel..."

"Nick...harder," she moaned as she arched backwards. "Please Nick. Oh, yes...yes...Oh, Nick..."

The sound of her voice drove him mad as his animal instincts over took him and he forcefully drove into her. He never knew that the feeling of a woman could be like this, never having truly loved another. Her skin like silk, her kisses like gold, her femininity like a river of liquid heat as it slid up his erection. Even the feeling of her nails digging into the flesh of his shoulders felt wonderful.

"Nick...I-I..." her sentence was cut off as she screamed in pleasure while her body shuddered from her release. He continued his rythym though until he spilled into her, their sweaty bodies now leaning on each other as they tried to catch their breaths. "I love you..." she whispered in his ear, her hot breath washing over his skin like a river of heated air.

He nodded and held her closer to his body, not wanting to ever let her go.

"Let's go to my room..."

He slowly withdrew and then gathered her in his arms, carrying her down the hall and then placing her in the bed. He crawled under the blankets beside her and they soon fell asleep in each other's arms.

The End