Fingers Crossed |A Girl X Girl Story| ((DISCONTINUED))

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I feel someone turn beneath me and my eyes blink open. I look to see a familiar face sleeping in my arms. Stella.

"Stell." I mumble and she grumbles.

"Let me enjoy this moment." She replies groggily, her eyes still closed.

"Okay." I respond and she cuddles into me. I notice she doesn't have the leggings on and her right leg is in between mine. Her shirt sits on her hips, unlike where they are usually placed; mid thigh.

"You don't have the leggings on." I comment.

"Too big." She mumbles and I sigh. I slide my arm underneath her armpit and pull her up, her lower region grinding onto me. I instantly stop and her lips are nearly centimeters apart from mine. Her eyes are wide open and she stares at me with the most shocked expression.

"G-Get off of me!" She yells and pushes me away. I'm hurt at first but soon anger takes over.

"You were the one whining to me last night!" I glare. "Cuddle me, Aphrodite. I'm lonely, Aphrodite. Lay with me Aphrodite." I growl. "Your the one who laid with me without pants on! So do not start this with me!" I yell at her, my face inches from hers and my eyes wild with anger. She trembles below me, trying to hold back tears as others pass onto her cheeks. She chokes back a sob and looks at me with fearful eyes.

I step closer and she stumbles away.

"Stella." I say in a stern, yet soft voice.

She closes her eyes as tears drift down her soft cheeks. She opens them again and her eyes still hold hurt and fear.

"Stella I'm sorry." I say, annoyed. "I don't like rejection." I say.

She doesn't seem fazed so I throw my arms around her waist and pick her up. She squirms and wiggles until her back slams into the wall of my bedroom and she whimpers.

"I'm trying to be nice, Stella." I say in a warning tone. "Tell me now how you feel."

"H-H-Hurt.." She whimpers after a moment or two.

I look up at her eyes and she seems to calm down a bit. A bit. I run my right hand along her bare thigh and she shivers, her eyes flutter long closed.

"This is wrong." She comments.

"Don't act like you don't love it." I respond and trail my teeth along the sensitive skin on her neck, which she has tilted so it is exposed to me.

"How do I make you feel, Stella?" I mumble in a seductive tone.

It took her a moment to reply but when she did, it sent my breath away, something most people can not.

"Amazing." She whimpered as I looked up at her, taking my lips off of her neck.

"Kiss me, Aphrodite." She whimpered. "Please."

"Apologize." I demand in a stern voice, eyes locked with hers.

"I-I'm sorry for yelling at you.." She looks down, clearly embarrassed about the way I make her feel and that I know it.

I pull her chin up with my calloused fingers and lightly rub my lips on hers, biting and tugging at her bottom one.

She gasps lightly and tugs on my shirt, attempting to pull me closer. I only smirk at her motions and let out a soft chuckle.

I lightly kiss her jawline and let her slowly slide down onto her own feet so I'm towering her again. She looks at me with eyes that make me want to rip her clothes off and please her but I contain myself.

"Are you hungry?" I ask and she nods.

"A little." She whispers and I nod again.

"Where do you want to eat?" I ask and she bites her lip.

"Don't do that." I growl, staring at her plump lip in between her pearly white teeth.

"I-I'm sorry.." She blushes, knowing why I requested her to stop.

"Now where would you like to feast?" I demand again.

"Uhm.. I like seafood?" She says quietly, glancing up at me nervously.

"Alright." I nod and grab my keys. We walk out of the apartment once I retrieve my wallet and phone. We walk over to my new Lambo (A/N in the picture above).

She gasps and I chuckle, shrugging lightly. I open the door of the passenger seat and she slips in. I walk around the other side while slipping out a cigarette and lighting it before placing it upon my lips, plump from kissing. I open my door and Stella looks at me with wide eyes.

"You smoke??"

"Yeah, and?" I bark and she cowers back. "Exactly." I mumble and speed out of the parking lot.

•

"Damn son-of-a-bitch!" I yell with my hands entangled in my hair as my wild green eyes stare widely at the key marks on my brand new car.

"Aphrodite, calm down." Stella whimpers and I debate weather to yell at her but soon decide against it. I grumble as she takes my hand with a small blush and we make our way into the mall.

"So," I say. "What do you need?" I look down at her and she shrugs.

"Everything?" She squeaks, looking up at me with her lovely eyes. I nod and walk her into a bedding store.

"Pick what you want and I'll pay." I whisper in her ear and she nods. Ten minutes later she hands me this hideous tan comforter but she keeps looking back occasionally to a black and red flower bedspread. I roll my eyes and throw the tan one onto an empty bed before grabbing the flower one.

"W-What are you doing?" She asks carefully.

"Buying you a bedspread." I mumble. "That you want."

"But it's 215 dollars!" She says dramatically.

"And?" I say in a dumb tone and she pouts, making me laugh and throw my arm around her shoulder.

I walk up to the lady and pay for the bedspread before we walk into the remainder of the mall and continue shopping.

(Expect more.)