Her Dangerous Behavior

Chapter One - Invisible you

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Kat's P.o.v

I wake up before the sun does, beside him I lay there as still as possible contemplating if I should get up yet. I slowly turn over and study his face, my Michael. He looks different as he sleeps, his face is completely relaxed. There's no tension in his square jaw and his normally slicked back dark brown hair is wild and untamed. I remember when we first met and I would love to run my fingers through his wild hair whenever he kissed me. The sound of his moans would drive me crazy, and gently tugging on his hair would futher insight passions in him.

As I see his chest rise and fall I can't even remember the last time he kissed me. Like really kissed me,not just a rushed kiss on the cheek .And sex.... I think it's been over a year since he's touched me. It's not for lack of trying on my part. I am still very much attracted to him . He still makes me blush when I see him exist the shower in nothing more than a towel. My eyes travel further down and I can see that he's hard.

Between his bare chest and seeing his arousal I am flooded with my own desire. I can't suppress it anymore and decide to do something bold. I straddle him and begin to make small, light kisses on his neck causing him to stir.."Hmm... Kat? what are you doing?..." Removing my oversized shirt my breast are now completely exposed. I begin to grind my hips in a circular motion...."I thought we could start our day a little differently...." I try my best at a seductive smile and lean in to kiss him but I'm met with hesitation...."Kat...This is really nice but I have to get ready for work..." I cross my arms to try to cover my breast and look downward...."But, but don't you want to?..." He puts his hand on my cheek and beings to caress it.."Of course I do, but I to be at work in a little...". I look at him and feel extremely uncomfortable...."Is it me?..."

He takes a deep,controlled breath...."Of course not sweetheart, I just have a meeting this morning I can't be late for...." And with his words I slowly push off him and fall next to him sitting with my knees to my chest. He gets out of bed and heads to the bathroom. I hear the shower hitting the tile and know I should give up. I can feel that I'm wet, I slide my panties to the side and slowly allow my finger inside. I try to concentrate, imagining it's Michael's touch and not my own but I can't bring myself to climax and stop myself. I get out of bed and stare at myself for a moment in the floor length mirror ...What is wrong with me? Am I doing something wrong? It's me I know it, Why doesn't he want me anymore?

I hear the water turn off and decide to throw something on before he enters the room.As he strolls in my eyes wonder down his body, of course he doesn't want me , look at him.. he's perfect and I'm me. As I walk passed him he grabs my hand and gives me a brief kiss on the cheek.I make my way downstairs and head towards the kitchen...I make coffee for us both and wait for him to come downstairs. I replay what happened this morning going over what I might have done wrong. I'm so deep in thought I don't notice when he's beside me.

..."Remember to pick up my suite for tomorrow night please... I'll be home for dinner.." ... He gives me another chaste kiss and leaves. I'm left standing there holding on to the kitchen island as if it's the only thing holding me to the ground. I decide to go for a run.