1 Guilty Pleasure

ARIANA'S POV

" Ariana Benson, is it true that you and Michael Stoner are dating? ", a paparazzi shoved his mic on my face and asked as the others huddled all around me with cameras. Flashes went off in every direction as I tried my best not to bump into anything with the lights almost blinding me.

But don't worry, I'm not overwhelmed at all. I was used to this sort of chaos ever since I had signed my contract with Royale Records as a singer. Now I've got everything in the world other than privacy and some mental peace.

My bodyguards pushed past the crowd outside my mansion and lead me inside as I finally let go of the breath I was holding in all this while.

Ok I was wrong.... I still get a little overwhelmed by my new lifestyle.

I had just finished an interview and gotten back home so I'm assuming it's pretty clear I'm hella exhausted. Besides, my smudged makeup and sweaty body gives it away as well.

Taking a shower was the first thing that came to my head so that's exactly what I did, for two hours straight might I add. Getting out of my sweaty clothes into something fresh and comfortable almost immediately boosted my energy as I plopped into my large and comfy bed , putting on some soft music.

As I was liking a few fan tweets I heard the door to my room open. I watched who it was and rolled my eyes.

" Hey beautiful"

"Hi Michael. ", I said without showing interest.

He sighed loudly and joined me in my bed.

" Are you still mad at me Ari? "

"Uh duh what do you think? ", I asked , annoyed, thinking about last night.

I knew the whole world thinks we are dating after that kiss we shared in my new music video but the truth was we were just good friends with a lot of benefits. At least that's how I take our relationship to be. I hadn't planned on doing this ever as I'm not the type of person who can just fuck with a guy

without any feelings but It's just that I hadn't dated a guy for a long time and I had my physical needs.

I sat up on my bed and placed my phone on my night stand as I felt Michael's arms wrap around my waist.He planted soft kisses on my shoulder and held me a little tighter. I smiled a little and turned myself to face him. Instead of the usual lust I would see in his eyes,I saw a bit of disappointment. I shook the thought away and sat on his lap giving him a smirk and running my hand down his chest knowing damn well what it does to him. He immediately got the hint and leaned in to kiss me. As we kissed I felt his boner

between my legs and he slid his hands from my waist to my ass as he bit my bottom lip. I quickly flipped him around and straddled him while he took off my shirt and threw it elsewhere.

" Ariana... We need to stop ", he said in between kisses.

"Oh yeah? ", I smirked knowing exactly how he means just the opposite.

" Ari... I'm serious."

When I didn't budge and continued with my actions, he suddenly flipped us around and pinned my wrists above my head.

I gasped.

What's up with him today?

He had the disappointing look in his face once again but I could see he was struggling not to kiss me right now.

" Damn " , he hissed as he pecked me softly.

" Fuck..one more please" , he pecked me repeatedly then finally pulled away.

His face became serious as he looked at me, now sat up straight on my bed.

Finally he spoke.

" Ariana... I don't think I can do this anymore. I - I really don't know what's wrong with me but I just don't wanna be your fuck buddy anymore. Off coarse I enjoy the sex

and it was me who made the first move and started all of this in the first place...but I started to like you a lot. I know we agreed it's going to be the no strings attached thing and I don't know how but... I really like

you Ariana. ", he said out of nowhere , making me shocked.

Ok how was I supposed to reply to that?

" Mikey..I don't know what to say. I mean.. we decided that we're never gonna fall for the other person but I feel what you feel towards me is nothing but lust. And even if you do feel anything..I don't feel the same.", I said placing my hand over his for comfort.

I hated rejecting people but I seriously couldn't help it this time.

"Do you think I would get jealous over you talking to other men last night if I only felt lust towards you? And I don't even understand why you go ahead and flirt with any guy you want to like you don't have

anyone you come home to and fuck the night away. ", he said in a somewhat annoyed way.

"Woah woah woah first of all chill , it's not that serious. You don't own me and I definitely am not your girlfriend so it's not your place to be jealous over me talking to people.And for the record I wasn't flirting

with them, they were. ", I said pissed as well.

How could he blame me for him feeling that way? It's not even my fault he fell for me. I don't control his emotions and he doesn't control my actions so there was no use in

pointing fingers.

" This is bullshit. After all of this you don't even interest me anymore. ", he snickered.

I almost wanted to laugh. Who is he kidding?

"Ok then let's confirm it shall we? "

His eyes grew lost and wild almost forgetting what statement he had made a few seconds ago when I slipped off my pants and stood in front of him in his favourite lingerie, my skin glowing from the

moonlight that was peeking through the window. I knew from the time we first shot the music video that he will be obsessed with me,by the look he had on his face when we kissed,to the same look he has while undressing me right now while I lay under him enjoying the guilty pleasure of doing someone this dirty.