My Life with the One I Love: Michael Jackson
This is one of my old stories I happened to come across on here and I decided to edit it and continue posting it. You can check back daily to see what chapter I have posted.
I've been having writers block lately, so any future chapters I have not edited and re-posted might be delayed.
''Note: This story will skip a few years near the beginning.''
And don't worry, I'm also working on the other stories.
Much love given,
Michael stayed the night with his ''new'' girlfriend, Nevaeh. He decided it would help her sleep better that night knowing he was right by her side like he always was.
Early the next morning, Michael and Nevaeh were still asleep and cuddled up together. Michael's arm draped over Nevaeh's slim waist and his face was nezzled in her neck.
Nevaeh eyes slowly peeled opened, a bit sensitive to the sunlight that brightened the room.
"Rise and shine!" Hannah yelled as she busted the door open.
Nevaeh squinted her eyes. "What do you want, pest?"
Hannah ignored her and kicked the bed. "It's time to get up!"
Michael groaned against Nevaeh's back. "You better get your sister before I do." he mumbled.
"Hannah, get out!"
"Why? So you two can fvck?"
Michael eyes shot open and quickly sat up. "Would you get the hell out!?"
Hannah rolled her eyes and left, slamming the door behind her.
Michael shook his head, annoyed.
Nevaeh turned towards him. "I've never seen this side of you before."
Michael smirked. "Cause this is ''Michael'' in the morning."
Nevaeh giggled. "You can go back to sleep if you want. She just likes messing with people in the morning."
Michael shook his head. "I'm already up."
"Ok." she mumbled as she snuggled back under the sheets.
Michael yanked back the sheets and smacked her butt. "Girl, get up!"
Michael laughed under his breath. Suddenly, he got a ''dirty'' thought. He leaned down and whispered in her ear, "You want to get in the shower with me?"
Nevaeh's eyes shot opened. She thought he was messing around with her at first but the way his hand caressed her thigh and his lips nibbled on her ear lobe told her otherwise.
"I...I don't know." she said.
"C'mon," he said while climbing over her and taking her hand.
Nevaeh reculantly followed his lead.
Once Michael had the shower going, he began to undress.
When Nevaeh saw him pull down his pants, she quickly shut her eyes and turned away.
Michael smiled. He didn't feel as shy anymore once he confessed his feelings for her and kissed her for the first time. He didn't want to go over board with their relationship but a strange feeling kept sparking through his body.
"Baby, it's okay." he cooed in her ear, pressing his body against her back.
She felt something poking her and her heart skipped more than two beats when she knew what it was. She knew he wouldn't take a advantage of her body like this but then again, his older brothers actions could've rubbed off on him.
He took off her tank top and bra, leaving only her shorts and panties. He removed them both slowly, planting soft kisses on her back and shoulders.
He pulled her into the shower and closed the curtains for more privacy. He pinned her against the wall and trailed kisses from her jaw-bone down to her neck to her chest.
The warm water slid down their chocolately bodies, refreshing them both.
Her body tensed whenever his member rubbed against her womanhood.
Michael crashed his lips into hers, immediately parting them. He gripped her waist while she tangled her fingers in his afro as their tongues danced together and he fondled with her body parts. The sensation grew stronger by the minute. He could no longer tame himself. But he knew better than to take away Nevaeh's innocence. He would just have to go after the next available ''hole''.
He pulled away and growled, "I need you."
Nevaeh gulped. "I-I don't think I'm ready..."
"Shh, don't worry about that." With that, he whirled her around and pressed her against the wall. He positioned himself and slid into her, grunting in the process.
"Agh!" Nevaeh cringed.
"Shh," he whispered against her back.
He began to thrust gently, making sure he wasn't hurting her.
Nevaeh nibbled on her lip, trying to ignore the strong burning sensation inside her.
"I can't take it!" she gasped.
Michael gripped her shoulders and rubbed them gently while pressing deeper. "Just a few more."
His thrusts became harder and faster, his chest heaving rapidly. Groans and grunts escaped his throat and echoed throughout the room.
Nevaeh released suffocated moans and clawed at the shower walls. The pain still burned inside her.
Michael bit down on his lip when his legs began to quiver. He yelped as he released himself. He pulled himself away from Nevaeh and pulled her off the wall into his arms.
She held onto him, the pain slowly fading away.
They both looked at each other and shared a small kiss and smile. Before anything else was exchanged, Hannah busted through the door.
"Y'all been in here for almost an hour!"
Nevaeh rolled her eyes. "Get out!"
Hannah mumbled under her breath and left.
Michael cuddled her closer. "Now...where were we?"
Nevaeh smiled and kissed him again.