𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒓 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 || baxter radic (discontinued)

18.

𝒋𝒐𝒔𝒉'𝒔 𝒑𝒐𝒗

"Listen Buttercup, I'm about to lose my shit." I close my eyes as she tries to close to distance between us, which in return has her rubbing against my dick. A dick that's too excited for what's going on right now.

"I'm not doing anything." She groans again like I'm ruining her entire life. Yet she's over here practically ruining mine.

"You definitely are." I close my eyes and take a deep breath. "Can you not feel my dick right now?" I huff.

She looks between us and a quirky smile appears on her lips. "Oh." She giggles like it's the funniest thing ever. I swear if she keeps up this sleepy drunk act up I'm going to push my limits with her.

"You started it." She finally gets out after a cute fit of her giggles.

"I was giving you sweet kisses. Then you started moaning and I can't control the way my body reacts to that. I'm not a woman. I can't hide it." I'm serious as I speak to her but her innocent little face has all seriousness leaving my body.

"What are you going to do about it?" She questions me, like I actually have an option here. I'm not going to sleep with her. If something went wrong here everything would be jeopardized. No way in hell I'm risking that.

"Nothing, so thanks for blue balling me Stella." I slide out from behind her and try to excuse myself but she grips my hand not allowing me to leave.

"I didn't mean to." She pouts. "Please don't be mad at me Joshy." She straddles my lap and I literally have to transport myself to another to world to not take her right here and right now.

"This isn't helping Stella Montgomery." I drop my head back onto the couch, my hands falling on her hips because of course I'm going to touch the beautiful girl straddling my lap—especially when she's mine.

"You full named me." Her brows raise and I don't know if it's because she hates it... or if she likes it.

"Because you're being a pain in my—"

"Dick." She cuts me off before I finish my sentence. And her little giggle eats me up again. She thinks she's so funny. If she pushes me again it will not fare well for us.

"This is your last warning." I dig my hands into her hips, but it only makes her defy me. She rolls her hips into me and my lip catches between my teeth for a brief moment. Only enough for my animal instincts to kick in.

I move one of my arms behind her and flip her onto her back in one swift movement. She gasps as her back collides with the couch. "Don't test me Buttercup. I really don't want to fuck this up."

"It's fun." She pulls me down toward her, despite me trying to keep my distance as I hover over her. I don't fight her because all I want is to be closer to her—preferably without clothes but... I'm trying here.

But just before my lips press to hers I pull myself away. I find a resting spot on a chair seated on the other side of the room. "I'm going to do this right Stell. I really don't want to do something with you and have either of us regret it."

"You're too far away now." She cute pouts again. I swear that pout hasn't left her face since we finished filming. I just want to see her smile. This is cute as shit, but I miss that smile.

"You can't hold a conversation when you're tired." I sigh.

"Don't go please." I swear I see tears forming in her eyes. And that feeling I got while filming fills my heart again.

"Stell, I'm not going anywhere. I will stay as long as you want me to stay. We have another date in the morning. Might as well show up together if that's what you want." I look at her patiently as her eyes stay focused on me.

She just nods her head a sad look still painted on her face.

"Okay my sad girl, let's get you changed and into bed. What do you say?" I stand and walk over to her again. The situation downstairs is slowly relieving itself on its own.

She climbs me like I'm a tree and I carry her toward a room I expect is hers. Just an off handed guess that ends up being right. I lower her down on her bed, looking at the uncomfortable clothing she has lined against her skin. "Is it okay if I change you?" I hesitate in asking because it felt like crossing a boundary I didn't want to, but she was acting like a child unable to fend for herself.

"Yeah." She says softly and I slowly remove her clothing, leaving her laying in her bed in nothing but her bra and underwear.

"Where's something for you to wear?" I look at her and she points to me. I chuckle knowing right away what she wants. Of course, I should have known.

I slip my shirt off and slide it over her body. She's swimming in it and I don't think I've ever enjoyed looking at her in something more. Even staring at her half naked body didn't satisfy me as much as this. There was something more intimate about seeing her in clothing that was mine. In a way it felt like a proud claim of her being taken by me.

"Looks better on you." I lean over and kiss her cheek before climbing into the bed next to her. She rests her head on my bare chest and the rapid flow of blood from just a few minutes earlier has subsided.

"Why won't you sleep with me?" She asks as she draws circles on my skin. Her voice is soft. The sleepiness is there but it's different.

"Because I'm a gentleman who doesn't sleep with a girl the first time he ends up at their place." I kiss the top of her head in hopes she understands that I don't mean to offend her in anyway.

"That I don't believe." She returns my kisses with a soft one to my chest, along with a small chuckle to her statement. "But thank you for being so patient with me. I'm a lot."

"You're not a lot. You're just right."