Michael Jackson Imagines

In The Closet *Part 4*

At long last, the final part is here

Warning: Mature content

Omniscient

The ride back in the limo was filled with the silence of burning lust. Y/n knew if it weren't for the guards in the car with them, her soul would be getting fucked out of her right now since she was still wearing her outfit from the shoot. He'd make sure she screamed his name so loud that no one would ever question who she was married to. But instead, she and Michael just gazed out at the scenery, neither one paying attention to anything but how badly they desired the other. An eternity later, the limo finally pulled up to the hotel they were staying at. Now that the shoot was done early, there was more time to kill. And they both had an idea on just how to do so.

As usual, the guards followed Michael and Y/n up the elevator to the floor before going to their own respective rooms. This left the pair alone in the hallway with Michael admiring Y/n from behind, his hot gaze travelling up and down her body as he bit his lip. The second Y/n closed the door to the room, she was pinned to the wall by a lustful Michael. His hungry eyes bore into her soul while her hands were trapped above her head by his own.

"I told you. When we get back, you're fucked. You're all mine. And no one is getting in my way of what I'm gonna do to you."

Before she could respond, his lips crashed onto hers. A furious makeout session ensued as he pushed himself further onto her body. Their lips stayed glued to each other while his hands abandoned her wrists and groped her body with fervor like they wanted to touch her everywhere at once. Y/n moaned into the kiss while he explored her body as if he'd never seen it before, her hands still remaining above her head.

Michael's hands made their way to her breasts and gave them a squeeze. He yanked the neckline of her top down until her breasts slipped out for him to admire in all their bare beauty. He groped one in his large, soft hands as his tongue rapidly flicked the nipple of the other. She gasped as he began sucking, not wanting him to stop pleasuring her.

Suddenly, he stopped and pulled away from her to unbutton his pants and furiously cast them aside to reveal his fully hard cock. He lifted her leg to wrap around his waist and pulled the thin fabric between her legs aside to reveal her wet, dripping pussy. He aligned himself and slowly pushed in to let her get used to his size. As soon as he heard a sweet moan escape her lips, all his restraints broke loose. The sound of their moans mixed with the sound of Michael's cock thrusting furiously into Y/n.

He wrapped her other leg around his waist as he angled his thrusts upwards, still keeping her back pinned to the wall. His lips left hickeys around her breasts as he felt his hips start to jerk. Her walls contracted around his thick length as he reached his high. They both moaned loudly as their resulting highs took over.

Michael carried Y/n to the couch in the center of the room and plopped down on top of her. Their rapid panting breaths began to slow down to a more even pace. Michael placed delicate kisses along her bare chest and stomach, earning giggles from Y/n.

"I'm not done with you just yet kitten."

Before she knew it, Y/n was naked and pinned to the carpet by Michael. His eyes were clouded with lust, his hands completely controlled by them. It was like he was possessed by a sex-crazed demon. And truth be told, she did not mind that one bit.

Michael spread her thighs wide open to see her folds glistening with her arousal. Though he wanted so bad to ravish her and scream his name over and over through every orgasm, he first wanted to tease her a bit. So he dipped his head low to her sex and let her feel his breath so close yet so far. His lips gingerly placed kisses all along her inner thighs, never once letting them touch her wet core. He smirked to himself when he heard her whine. And being the good husband that he is, he decided to torture her no longer.

His lips finally touched her ache and she gasped in pleasure. His tongue slowly licked from the base of her pussy to her clit, just barely touching it. Each time, he got closer and closer to her clit, but he never once touched it, making her squirm in anticipation. His tongue lazily circled around her entrance, preparing her for later, before moving up a little and circling just her clit. Her juices began to spill out and into his mouth as her own mouth couldn't stop her moans.

Without warning, Michael stopped. Y/n was about to protest until she felt his tip press against her clit. Slowly, he moved it in the same pattern as his tongue, applying more and more pressure each time. His tip dragged up and down her slit before he slipped his length inside her. Overwhelming pleasure took over both as Michael once again pounded into her. Y/n begged him to go faster and harder. Soon, the only sound that could be heard was skin on skin and their loud moans. 

He leaned down and took her nipple in his mouth, adding to the intense pleasure. Before long, her breasts and neck were covered in more hickeys. His lips hooked onto hers in a passionate kiss as he felt his orgasm building up fast. Y/n's walls rapidly contracted around him, resulting in her moaning loudly into the kiss as he felt her cum for him once again. His own wasn't far behind, and with a few more strokes, he too came for her.

They both lay there panting for breath, his head on top of her chest. She placed her hand on top of his head and gently massaged him with her fingertips. He softly smiled as he wrapped his arms around her body and looked up into her eyes.

"You're so beautiful baby."

Y/n blushed and giggled. "But you look beautifuler Michael."

"Nope. You're the beautifulest. I won. And don't try to tell me otherwise either."

They both lay there chuckling, still wore out until Michael spoke up again. "You know, this reminds me of a similar situation we were once in." He winked and smirked at her. Y/n was confused at first but then her eyes went wide with realization.

"Michael! Gosh, I'm probably gonna get pregnant again aren't I."

His smirk grew wider. "Well, it would be nice to have another little one running around the house."

"Michael, we have two kids already."

"And?"

Y/n groaned and rolled her eyes. "Let's at least get off the floor. We definitely need a shower after this."

"Say no more." Without further ado, Michael scooped up a squealing Y/n and carried her into the shower with him.

I just wanna thank Mikey_CinnaSwirl for being so patient with this update cuz we all know this whole series was LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG overdue. But yeah, I really hope y'all enjoyed reading this ^-^