Ashton's POV
Kat's fingers racked through my hair gently, a big smile on her face as she listens to me talk about how the guy at the store earlier was hitting on me.
"Look at you, pulling both genders." She winks at me, removing her hands from my hair but instead on my chest, I pinch her waist jokingly at her words.
"Too bad I'm only attracted to one of the genders." I reply with a smirk, both her legs were on the sides of me, my hands moving convincingly under her shirt and on her hips. She couldn't have expected me to keep my hands to myself when she was sitting on top of me, there's no way.
"And taken, at that." She adds, raising a brow. A few strands of hair fall in front of her face, causing her smirk to turn childish, innocent in fact.
"Oh, yeah, that too." I casually remark, earning a light smack to my chest, I laugh, grabbing her wrist and pulling her abruptly against me.
Her cheeks grow pink, and her breath hits my face softly as she continues to stare at me with false annoyance.
"You can quickly be single, with that tone of voice, mister." She jokes, her eyes lingering on my mouth then back up to my eyes.
"Oh yeah? It's that easy?" I mumble back, my eyes drowsily staring at her lips, pink and plump. The thing with Kat, that will always forever have me mesmerized is her ability to be so intensely captivating without her even trying. She doesn't purposefully push out her chest, or apply lipstick to draw attention, she just, as corny as it sounds, is herself. And she's just a natural born beautiful woman, who fortunately, chose me to spend her days with.
"Your not even listening to me are you?" Kat chuckles, her hands on the sides of my face, her nose centimeters away from mine, I can feel her lips move without them even touching mine.
"Not one bit." I reply, leaning the slightest to catch her lips with mine, she smiles at first, allowing me to kiss her, I lean my head back and she follows, her body relaxing on top of me, her hands still lay flat and comfortably on my cheeks, her thumbs caressing my skin just the slightest.
My hands grip her waist, trying to pull her unbearably closer to me, she giggles into the kiss, pulling away slightly but still having her lips touch mine. "All you want is my body, Irwin." She jokes.
I hum, turning us over so she's beneath me, she wraps her arms around my neck, her legs opening to allow me to lay between them, our chests flat together.
"Your not completely wrong." I joke, placing another kiss to her mouth. She rolls her eyes smiling, as she turns her head to look at the clock on our bedside table.
"We should start making dinner, before it gets later." She says turning back to me, I smirk down at her, pecking the side of her mouth.
"Why when I have my meal right here?" Her cheeks grow red after my words and her teeth sink into her lip, bitting down to shy away the smile creeping up.
"Your the devil." She says and I laugh, leaning down to lay my head against her chest, pecking the exposed skin under her v-neck t-shirt.
"And your addictive, guess we're both bad, huh." I reply, peering up at her, she smiles at me, a noticeable gulp.
"I'm starving." She says in a light tone and I chuckle, knowing we've got plenty of time to 'fool around'.
