Michael Jackson and Ariana Grande know too well what it's like to be in the public eye. Separately, they are incredibly successful. But together, their relationship is the talk of the town with some even calling them one of the most famous couples e...
It has to be after midnight . . at least. Or even just before sunrise. I don't know. Ugh, I don't fucking care. I stare into Michael's eyes as he does the very same to me. I can't look away from him, I can't look anywhere else but him. I see how his eyes just sparkle. His skin damp, same with his curls as they gorgeously hang down over his forehead. His smell . . hmm, well it's one that makes me go crazy while keeping me calm all at the same time. My hand comes up, in an almost weak and shaky manner for my fingers to graze over his cheek. I can feel everything.
Absolutely everything.
My thumb falls down to his bottom lip to touch it, just as Michael thrusts into me . . fucking hard. I throw my head back - mouth open and my eyes close from the force.
I moan out.
Oh my god. Oh my fucking god.
Hmm. Ugh.
He's still keeping in mind to love me harder, I see. And I don't change my mind about that decision as I don't dare object to what he is doing, to how he is making me feel right now.
If anything, I want him to do it again.
We went to Michael's parents home - everyone was there. His brothers and sisters too. It was so great to see everyone and they are all so lovely to me . . since the day we all first met each other. I remember Katherine welcoming me with open arms - literally. A never ending smile on her face as she told me the most comforting things. Janet too. I love how her and Michael are when they are together.
So silly.
So similarly goofy together. It's so cute to see.
But now we are back home . . back to being all alone and picking up where we left off. As soon as we walked through our front door - Michael wrapped his arms around me. Kissing me with so much love and even more passion within him, I felt. I open my eyes to see Michael's still on mine. To me, right now, they contain such darkness. Oh it's incredibly sexy as they set such a blanket of mystery but never failing to hold that sparkle in them . . always. His lips on my neck as he continues to thrust into me causing me to moan out softly as he hits my sweet spot over and over and ugh, fucking over again.
Mmm.
My fingers entangled within his short curls as his lips leave my neck feeling all tingly. Suddenly, I feel his arms snake under and around me to lift me up so I'm now straddling him.
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How much I love this man. It's so consuming. I can't explain. My arms around his neck with our lips only centimetres away from each others. I begin to move slowly on him, our gaze remains. Moving from one side to the other. Michael's large hands on my hips as I do so . . holding me. His eyes burning into mine. Wow. I throw my head back as the feeling just tickles me inside.
