The Model (Scarlett J. x Fem Reader)

What if?

TW: Graphic content, violence.

Scarlett's POV

As the hours passed and people went home, only a few of us were left: the original cast, Lizzie, Hailee, and Tia. We had moved from outside to inside in the living room. I had gone to the kitchen for some water because I had drank a bit much and I wanted to sober up; I wanted to remember this night. I was standing in front of the kitchen sink, with my glass in hand and pouring some water when I saw Anastasia walking towards me with a smirk on her face. She positioned herself behind me, wrapping my waist with her well-defined arms, her arms are so sexy... gosh I'm so in love... I'm in love with her... I love her. Realization hit me like a truck. I am in love with Anastasia Volkova. My brain running 3,000 miles per hour. I felt the alcohol wash out with the slight panic I felt.

"Hey beautiful" she whispered in my ear, giving me goosebumps and interrupting/calming my thoughts. "Hey" I said, feeling at peace with her closeness. She placed gentle but wet kisses on the nape of my neck making me lightly moan. "You look stunning, love" her angelic voice said. The way she's saying that... it's turning me on. "Anastasia" I love saying her name. "Yes?" She asked. I turned around catching her lips, kissing her desperately. Thinking about how I feel for her only makes me want her more. My hands went under her tight shirt, feeling her abs, touching her breasts. "Mhmm" she made that angelic noise while I played with her nipples. Honestly, I could not care any less we were in the middle of the kitchen, I'm too caught up in the moment to give a fuck, and I'm too horny to stop. "детка, not here" my girlfriend said, pulling my hands out her shirt. "Why not?" I complained. She placed my hands behind her, pulling me closer but making me stop pleasuring her. "I won't have sex with you in Robert's kitchen, love", unfortunate news. "He won't care" I wanted to have sex so badly. "And... l won't have sex with you in front of your friends" she added. Ugh, why does she have to be right? "What if you came home with me?" My horny self found itself begging. "That's tempting..." she came to my ear and whispered "If indeed we weren't here, in front of everyone, I would already be on my knees sucking on your clit" she finished as she bit my ear. Fuck, she's such a tease. "Then let's go" I whispered back feeling her teeth pulling back. "I thought Rose was at your place" she said looking a bit confused. "She is" I said knowing bringing her while my daughter is sleeping wouldn't be great, but my desire of being with her was stronger than my reasoning. "You know we can't, I don't want little Rose to meet me by accident" she held my hands while telling me in a serious manner, "I want nothing more than to take you home and make love to you but not with Rose there, I want to meet her but not like that". Ugh, see, this is what I'm talking about, this girl is perfect. She won't go home with me because she's worried about my daughter and she really cares about her and ugh. She's so thoughtful and so respectful and it's so attractive. I couldn't help but smile at her words. With a smile of her own, she asked "What?". "You know, you're even more attractive when you care so much about Rose, you're making it real hard" I said with honesty. "I make what hard?" She said with that infamous smirk on her face and an "innocent" tone; she knows exactly what she's doing but so do I. I took a step closer and taking advantage of the fact that the kitchen counter blocked the view from our waist down, I put my hand on her front and caressed it, while almost touching her lips with mine "You make it hard to not want to have sex with you... it's a shame we can't", her breath hitched at the sensation "The things I would do to you...". She pushed me into the counter and with a determined look on her face, she challenged me "You don't want to play games with me, you'll lose". Her voice deep and sensual. "Try me" I challenged back, you could feel the sexual tension in the room, our bodies together and our faces so close it was a miracle we weren't making out already, the only thing stopping us being our stubbornness.