Life In Technicolor || Ashton Irwin

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

 

Valerie’s P.O.V.

 

He pulls away immediately. “Valerie, what the fuck are you doing?”

“You said you wanted to kiss me.” I say with a shrug.

“Fuck, are you sure?”

“Yeah, I’m pretty sure. I mean, I am the one who just kissed you, so…”

“Okay, well in that case, I’m sorry I interrupted.”

“You should be. That was the first ‘In the heat of the moment’ thing I’ve ever done.”

“Shut up.” He says with a laugh before pressing his lips against mine. I smile into the kiss and wrap my arms around his neck. He wraps an arm around my waist and cups my face with his free hand. “Fuck.” He mutters against my lips.

“Stop talking.” I tell him with a giggle.

“Fuck.” He repeats.

“Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?”

“No, I’m kissing you with it.” He mutters before connecting our lips again. He hums against my lips and I smile. His lips move slowly against mine, like he’s enjoying every second of it.

His phone rings and he pulls away, cursing under his breath. “Sorry.” He says, digging his phone out of his pocket. “What?” He snaps when he answers it. I smile to myself and step forward, pressing kisses to his neck. “Sorry, Michael. What do you want?” He bites down on his lip and screws his eyes shut. “Yeah, we’ll be over there in ten minutes, but I still don’t understand why this is so important.” I start nibbling on the skin right above his collar bone. He bites down harder on his lip and lets out a whine.

“Ashton, what the fuck is going on?” I hear Michael yell from the phone. I giggle quietly as Ashton’s grip on his phone tightens.

“Nothing, Michael. We’ll be over in ten minutes. Bye.” He shoves his phone back into his pocket and turns around. He pins me against the wall and brings his lips to my ear. “You think you can pull something like that while I’m on the phone?” He asks, his hot breath on my neck. “Because I don’t think that’s acceptable.”

Fuck. Holy fucking shit. Is this really happening. Motherfucking shitballs. Holy fuck.

“What are you gonna do about it?” I ask with a smirk, even though my voice is shaking.

“You’d like to know, wouldn’t you?” He asks, his voice hoarse. “You’d like to know what I could do with you. What I could do to you. What I could make you feel.”

I exhale sharply as he starts nibbling on the skin by the crook of my neck. My breathing is coming unevenly as he runs his hands up and down my side. My grip on his shirt tightens as I dig my nails into his shoulder. I shut my eyes and whimper as his tongue runs over the hickey he’s given me.

“Open your eyes.” He tells me roughly.

“Ashton-”

“Fuck, sorry.” He says, stepping away from me.

My chest is rising and falling heavily and I’m completely flustered.

“I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have done that. That was terrible of me. Fuck, I don’t know what just happened. Fuck, Val. I’m so sorry. I won’t do it again. I swear. That was too far, I’m-”

“I’m not gonna lie, Ashton.” I cut him off with a smile, trying to steady my breathing. “That was hot as fuck. But the next time this happens, I advise you to not do it while your phone is still on.”