Holding On To You

I was sick and tired of working on this damn music video. It has been three days of hell working with this director. 

I mean, he's not bad at what he does...he's just a bad person. I can't go a day without getting cat-called or my ass slapped. And there's nothing I can do because I'm dying to get paid.

"Hey, kid." I felt my teeth clench as soon as I heard his voice from behind me. I was suiting up Tyler and Josh for the filming, well, standing outside their trailer to wait while they dressed.

"Can I help you?" I turned around to see that self-absorbed smirk staring at me.

"I was wondering if you'd like to head to lunch? You know, escape the bottled water and tiny sandwiches for a day." He looked me up and down. I felt my blood boiling.

"I'm very happy with my tiny sandwiches, thank you." I ground my teeth to keep my cool. I have to remind myself it's all for my paycheck...and Josh...he got me the damn job in the first place.

"What do you think?" Josh came out of his trailer in his suspenders and flannel shirt. I blushed, nearly giggling. I was a genius. 

"Looks nice." I smiled at him. He gave me a straight face when the director continued.

"I'm sure there's plenty of places here that you haven't eaten at." His voice was teasing, nearly making my ears bleed."You inviting her on a date?" Josh chuckled in disbelief. I was frozen. My job was on the line here!

"Certainly." The director was so sure of himself. It was nauseating. 

"Well, that's awkward..." Josh looked away. I noticed a shift in his mood, his face turning slightly pink. "Because she's my girlfriend." My heart stopped.

"Oh...really?" He wasn't buying it.

"It's been over a year now." Josh smiled at me confidently, grabbing my waist and bringing me in. His lips gently pressed to mine in a little less than a french but a little more than a peck. I was not expecting it.

"Then take the damn girl out. I'm tired of the caterers..." The directors mood shifted to show respect for Josh. Typical males respecting other males. 

"C'mon, let's get out of here." Josh gave him a dirty look and lead me off, his hand still around my waist. 

Josh took me to his place. He made us a pizza and put on a movie. I was sure they weren't missing us at the set. They would be too busy with their bottled waters and tiny sandwiches.

"I'm bored." Josh groaned as he plopped down next to me on the sofa, Comedy Central was on lightly in the background. 

"Well, what do you want to do? We've got an hour for lunch." My heart was still fluttering from the kiss he blessed me with earlier. 

"I don't know." He went into deep thought staring into space as I reminisced our earlier intimacy.

"What was earlier about?" I asked him. It was quite obvious why...but I hoped he meant more by it.

"You don't need your boss harassing you." Josh chuckled, throwing his arm behind me on the couch. "That and I just felt like kissing you." He mumbled.

"What was that?" I gave him a smirk. 

"I wanted to kiss you! Is it that bad?! Would you rather go on a lunch date with a forty year old?!" He whined, feeling bad for forcing himself upon me. I hadn't even thought of it like that...

"Not complaining." I smiled, pressing my lips again to his. Josh was caught off guard, the cutest little noise came from his throat as I pressed myself further and further onto him. 

Josh grabbed me tightly, wrapping his arms completely around me. I felt his member through his jeans as he thrusted his waist into me. An overwhelming feeling of need pulsated through my body as the clothes started to fall off.

"We only have an hour." I mumbled into his ear, giving it a seductive lick and bite. He groaned lightly.

"I think I can make it work." His chuckle was devilish. It made me melt.

Before I knew it I was being pounded on the side of his black leather sofa. Our sweaty, passion-filled bodies sticking to the material. I could almost taste the electricity sparking between us as his eyes captured mine. 

I latched onto Josh's neck as he towered above me. He gave a powerful smirk as he lifted me up, bouncing me as he held me around his hips. I couldn't help but giggle at our awkward bouncing, but I couldn't ignore the feelings of him inside. I needed more...this absolutely could not be a one time thing...

"I'm gonna' finish." I warned him in a breathy, tired, and bouncing voice. He smiled through his deep breaths as he placed me back on the couch. 

Josh wrapped my legs around his waist once more and I braced for impact. My nails dug into the leather so hard I thought I punctured it. 

He completely wracked and wrecked my body. I could feel my body swelling and the fireworks booming. His body relaxed as he quickly pulled himself from me. 

Josh gave a satisfied smile to me and gave me back my clothes. We dressed alone and in silence. Our minds were racing with confused thoughts, I was sure of it. 

"Hey...uh...(Y/N)?" He turned towards me. He only had his jeans on. My eyes savored the moment of shirtlessness.

"Yeah?" I smiled, trying to hook my bra on without looking.

"This wasn't a one time thing, was it?" He winced, contorting his lips.

"I don't want it to be." I mumbled, my chin pressed to my chest.

"Really?" He sounded hopeful as I heard him coming closer to me.

"Yeah...I mean...not only do we have to keep it up for the director, I really, really like you..." I blushed. 

"I 'really, really like you', too." He finger quoted. I rolled my eyes and gave him a playful push.

"C'mon, we've got to get back. We're already late enough."