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Tough Love Part 87
Chapter 87 â??Body-to-Bodyâ?â?¦as M.J. Puts Itâ?¦. By the time we get to the house, I want to know all of the details about Hawaii. We sit in the living room. â??Next Friday, weâ??ll be heading to Hawaii. Weâ??ll be back by Christmas Eve.â? â??But thatâ??s onlyâ?¦a few days. Thatâ??s not even a lot.â? â??But yâ??all get out the week right before Christmas. That part wasnâ??t my fault. But if you want, Iâ??m sure we could go back to Hawaii. I just know you want to spend Christmas here.â? And while weâ??re in Hawaii, weâ??ll live it up like we did in New York. I look at my parents, but they look like theyâ??re in agreement. I wonder why theyâ??re so calm about it. Do they TRULY want me out of the house already? â??Oh.â? â??But we can come backâ?¦you know before New Yearâ??s Eve.â? â??Or on New Yearâ??s Eve.â? Michael looks at me. I know heâ??s considering what I just said, but also trying to figure out WHY I said it. â??Sureâ?¦we could.â? Dad goes on to goes upstairs to shower. Mom goes in the kitchen. Now itâ??s just me and Michael. But I donâ??t feel weird about it. Iâ??m actually happy. He goes to the backyard and I follow, but I turn on the porch light for us first. â??Do you want to drive around tonight?â? â??No, I have to get up early tomorrow. The albumâ??s releaseâ?¦.â? â??Ohâ?¦okay.â? Itâ??s always hard to hear Michael say â??noâ? to something; even if he is a sentimental person. I think thatâ??s why it hurt so bad sometimes. â??At first I wanted to take you to Panama City because of the beautiful beach, but Mother told me your dad probably wouldnâ??t let me since itâ??s so far.â? â??But you took me to New York.â? As I say that, Michael is backtracking what he just said because he was about to say the same. â??Yeah, but this time, thereâ??s no Jan to supervise us. And Jim was wrong. Weâ??ll be staying in a beach house. Weâ??ll actually be on this mini island for DAYS. Do you know what people do on a beach alone?â? I laugh. â??Is this why you invited me?â? â??No, but I was using that as an example. Either way, I donâ??t know if heâ??s THAT trusting.â? â??He should be.â? â??Do you trust me?â? â??I think I do by now.â? â??Well thatâ??s good.â? â??Until you screw up, that is.â? â??Oh GREAT!â? I laugh as I push him in the chest. â??But I saw Brunoâ?¦in one of the cages.â? Michael smiles. â??Heâ??s an animal, Lyric. He deserves to be around his,â? he uses his fingers to emphasize his point, â??â??peersâ?? .â? â??What made your mom say yes to the trip, Michael?â? â??She just is,â? he smiles. But I donâ??t know if itâ??s really that simple. â??You knowâ?¦itâ??s really warm in Hawaii.â? â??And thereâ??s a beach.â? I laugh. â??And I can get a bathing suit.â? He looks astonished. â??Uh, one for you too, Michael.â? â??I prefer swimming trunks.â? I smile as I walk in the house. Mom is on the phone. â??Grandma wants to speak with you.â? Uh-oh. Guess she knows about the Dating Game. â??Hello?â? â??Lyric, is that you? Whatâ??chu doing on the Dating Game?!â? â??It was a surprise, Grandma! I never knew I was going to be on it. Are you happy for me?â? I started to torment her. â??No! That boy is four years older than you.â? â??I know, but heâ??s nice. He doesnâ??t want anything for me.â? â??STILL Lyric. Iâ??m trying to figure out what has California done to your mother and father. A twenty-year-old with my sixteen-year-old granddaughter on Hawaii?!â? Donâ??t forget to mention he thought about Panama City, first. â??Heâ??s only trying to get one thing, Lyr.â? â??I think heâ??s old-fashioned, Grandma. His mother has her beliefs like you do.â? â??Oh, yeah? Well, why is she letting him do this?â? â??Who knows, there might be a catch of some kind.â? â??A bad oneâ?¦.â? â??No, it isnâ??t. Do you want to speak with him right now and see what heâ??s about?â? â??No, Iâ??m fine. But Iâ??m not through with you three.â? â??Okay Grandma.â? I laugh. â??Whatever. But bye.â? â??Bye.â? â??Love you.â? â??Love you too.â? Since I was little, we would hang up the phone by giving each other a kiss through the phone. So after she gives the puckering noise, I return the favor. â??Bye,â? she says. â??Bye.â? I say again as I know she sneaks in one last kiss before I hang up. One day, I caught her getting the last one because I use to think I had the last word. I remember her being surprised, but for all I know, she won again. To this day, Iâ??m sure she gets the last kiss in. Speaking of bathing suits, I get a phone call in the morning. â??Hey, do you want to go to the beach with me?â? â??Sure. Let me see if I can go.â? That was M.J. I ask Dad. â??Umâ?¦you get ready. Iâ??ll call him.â? â??Okay.â? So I put on my bathing suit, shorts, and t-shirt and flip-flops. â??I told him to have you back by one-thirty.â? â??But itâ??s nearly ten-thirty.â? â??Then you better get moving.â? He winks at Michael. I wonder whatâ??s upâ?¦. But anyways, I try escaping Mom as she makes sure I have everything. â??Iâ??m telling you Mom, YES I have the sun block. I already put some on!â? â??Iâ??m just making sure you hit up them ashy knees.â? Ohmigosh she did not just say that! At least it wasnâ??t in-front of M.J. He would never let me live it down. But as I sit in the backseat in his Dadâ??s van, I see Dad talking to M.J. Heâ??s probably giving him last minute speeches about what NOT to do. But let me remind you, Dad is the head chief in his police rank when it comes to the other police officers. Thatâ??s not what M.J. or any other guy should be afraid, though. Dad just gets plain crazy sometimes. And legally, he has a gone. Now THATâ??S when the fear comes in. I see him shake Dadâ??s hand before he gets in the van with me. Seems like we go to the nearest beach there is. I was a little nervous, but ready to take my tee off and see M.J.â??s chest. After stuffing my tee in my bag, I turn to see M.J. But I mainly see his caramel abs. Sadly, I lean my head to the right as I just STARE at them. He smirks. â??Told you. Body-to-body.â? He comes up to hug me, but I could tell he was overtaken as well. â??I didnâ??t know they were so BIG!â? As he says that, I feel guilty though itâ??s not my fault. I cover my chest with my hand. â??Itâ??s nothing to be ashamed of.â? Then he pecks me. He picks me up and kisses me some more. All this is sexual passion. I mean hello! Iâ??m in a bikiniâ??technically only underwearâ??and the same for M.J. So if he gets a hard-on, Iâ??ll feel it. And I donâ??t want him to think Iâ??ll just lay down with him because he wants me to. Thatâ??s a bit shallow. So I hop down, give him one last kiss as his top teeth scrapes my tongue again. â??Letâ??s start the game.â? â??Oh! Okay.â? He says. He grabs the volleyball. â??Hey, but I didnâ??t say I was some prophet. I just like it and thatâ??s why weâ??re here.â? â??True, true.â? I go to the left side of the net as M.J. goes to the other side. At first heâ??s winning until I catch up a little. I got tired of losing. Then I see Donovan on the horizon. â??Hey, it think thatâ??s Donovan over there.â? I point him out. â??So?â? Then he serves again but I catch the ball. Then I see heâ??s accompanied by a girl. The closer they get, I see itâ??s this girl from school, Kris. Sheâ??s in one of my classes and sheâ??s nice. I love her fiery, red hair. â??Can we join?â? Donovan asks. â??Sure.â? I say before M.J. says anything. I think he would only say yeah anyways. Kris, whoâ??s a volleyball player herself, helped us to get some points anyways. After another game, we move away from the net. We go over to a concession stand shaped like a hut. Even then, it seemed Donovan let his eyes travel over to me. â??Hey are you that girl from the Dating Game yesterday?â? â??Yeah.â? â??But I donâ??t get itâ?¦youâ??re here with him.â? â??Yeah, weâ??ll Iâ??m the other M.J. sheâ??s dating.â? Then he kisses my cheek. Soon after, Donovan and Kris leave. Iâ??m kinda happy so I can focus on M.J. We went over to the general area of the volleyball net, but we were sitting under the palm trees this time. He starts doing push-ups. â??So are you excited about this thing with Michael?â? I giggle a little. â??Is someone jealous?â? He looks at me. â??Naw Iâ??m not jealous. I just want to know whatâ??s up.â? â??I meanâ?¦Iâ??m just dealing. Why?â? â??I ainâ??t convinced.â? Then he lies on his back and starts to do sit-ups. I eventually scoot over and rub my hand across his abs. My hand trembles a little. â??Wanna feel them some more?â? â??Sure,â? I smile. He places his hands behind his head as I rub my hands across his chest. Not too long later, M.J. grabs my waist and sits me on the lower part of his stomach. â??I like this position,â? he whispers. I laugh as I lean down and we kiss. But what a heated peck that was. M.J. rolls me over and he starts doing push-ups again. After he starts to get tired, I decide to take a chance. â??Is this yourâ??â? â??Orgasm face?â? I hide my face behind me hands, but he moves them anyways. â??For you, maybe. But Iâ??ll have to make it sexier for you.â? Then he collapse softly, and we start to kiss. Once again, he wraps my right leg around his waist. Iâ??m afraid of what he might do. But he just rubs his hands all over. â??I love your bikini too.â? He snaps the strap. Itâ??s a green, shiny one with swirly circles, so I look like a bottle of Sprite. â??Thank you. And I love your red trunks.â? â??Can I see you underneath your shorts?â? Of course I have my bikini bottoms on, but I still say no. He smacks his lips, but he starts doing push-ups over my body again. â??Come on.â? â??What?â? Iâ??m guarded again. â??Weâ??re going to my house real quick.â? â??Wait, let me tell Dad first.â? I know he wouldnâ??t let me if I told him, but I didnâ??t want to go either. â??No, come on.â? He grabs my hand and as we scramble to put our t-shirts over our clothes, M.J. gets us a cab. The cab driver tried asking if we had a good time, but M.J. cuts the convo short by saying, â??Yeah,â? in an unfriendly tone. When we get there, I can sense no one is there. â??Hey, thereâ??s this other demo I want you to hear. Itâ??s in my room. Would you get it for me?â? I bunch up my eyebrows like I donâ??t trust him. â??Please.â? â??Fine!â? I say, exasperated. So I do, and when he follows a minute later, I see he has ice. â??Whereâ??s the demo?â? â??Sit for me.â? When I donâ??t, he pushes my arm down with enough force that shows me I should at least hear him out. He leans over and kisses me. Then he pulls away. â??I swear Iâ??m not trying to have sex with you. I just want to show you something, but could you take your tee off for me?â? â??Why?!â? â??Just do itâ?¦youâ??ll see.â? I sigh, but he does as I close my eyes, not believing heâ??s doing this. He leans me back on the bed. I see M.J. pick-up a bottle of caramel Nesquik syrupâ??the one with the bunny on it. As I look confuse, but knowing what heâ??s about to do, he drips some of it on my stomach. â??M.J. donâ??t.â? He bends down and licks the caramel. I bite my lip, trying not to moan. I donâ??t want him to know I like it because heâ??ll try to take advantage. But Iâ??m sure he knows I like it. And as I grip his head a little tighter, he kisses my lips. â??Get on your stomach.â? â??Why?â? â??Just do it.â? I groan, but I do. Then I feel ice on my spine, which makes me tremble some more. â??Uh, M.J.!â? â??Exactly.â? â??I wasnâ??t moaning. This crap is COLD!â? Then I can hear and feel as he slurps the ice off my back. His hands go to my breast, and I feel him squish them one good time. â??Stop,â? I say desperately. He rolls me over and kisses my neck, chest, and stomach. â??Told you thatâ??s all I wanted to do.â? â??God your lips are big.â? I say. He rolls his eyes and pecks me again. Then he rubs my side. â??Now thatâ??s what YOU get for calling my lips big.â? Then his house phone rings. â??Itâ??s best that I donâ??t answer.â? Then he places me on his lap as he kisses me some more. â??Whatâ??s that Iâ??m feeling?â? He laughs. â??Nothing. Just M.J., Jr., unless you want to name him for me.â? I get up then. I put my t-shirt on. â??Hey, what time is it?â? â??Whatâ??s the rush?â? â??You know I get to get home by one-thirty.â? He scoffs. â??Itâ??s twelve-forty-five. We can leave at one, and Iâ??ll STILL get you home on time. Now come here.â? He grabs my wrist and Iâ??m sitting on his lap as we watch some TV as he takes off my tee again and rubs his hands on my back. â??Youâ??re so sexy,â? I hear him mumble as he kisses my back. â??Arenâ??t you going to call a cab now?â? I mumble through my teeth. â??Yeah, Iâ??ll be right back. Donâ??t move.â? I laugh. But by the time he comes back, Iâ??m already downstairs WITH him, ready to leave. â??I see youâ??re ready to leave.â? â??Just before things turn R-Rated up in here.â? â??I just wanted to show you a good time.â? He backs me on a wall with his left hand raised over my head, resting on the wall. He kisses me again and picks me up, while Iâ??m still against the wall. â??Another time, another place.â? Our foreheads and noses are touching. I hope he really doesnâ??t mean that. But when we take another cab to my house, M.J. says, â??Another time, another place,â? again, then he swats my butt as Iâ??m getting out the cab. I turn around, feeling embarrassed and red all over. I wanted to punch him, but Iâ??m RIGHT IN-FRONT OF MY HOUSE! I CANâ??T do that! But I gave him a severe look, and he looked apologetic after that. â??I see your dad didnâ??t drop yâ??all off this time.â? â??Yeah, I called him and told him not to worry about picking us up. I told him to save his gas and weâ??ll take a taxi ride here.â? â??You didnâ??t tell me, Lyric.â? Now M.J. just told my dad a bald-face lie, and Dad wants me to join in with him because he wants to be so damn particular. â??We got in the taxi right after he called his dad.â? Now I gotta join in the lie as well! â??Oh!...Okay.â? M.J. and I give each a quick, innocent hug and he kisses my cheekâ??Iâ??m to the left of himâ??and I go in as Dad shakes his hand and he closes the door. â??How was it?â? â??It was good.â? And I slip up to my roomâ?¦absorbing what had happened today with the â??M.J. Advancesâ?. I lay on my tummy as I thought about his warm tongue doing whatever it wanted to meâ??which was just licking the caramel from my stomach. But I really remember his hands vividly. I was afraid he was going to let them roam ANYWHERE. In all sexual-hormonal terms, I wanted them to. But itâ??s all in the terms of â??sexâ?, which isnâ??t good. Then I think about how he did the audacity to squeeze my breast, then swats my behind. I feel like once a man smacks a womanâ??s behind, he gets used to it. He wonâ??t stop. Thatâ??s like heâ??s tattooing his name on your ass. He thinks he OWNS you. But then againâ?¦I could say the same about Michael because he did the same. But then again, he wasnâ??t trying to dig his hands in my pants. B2BB2BB2BB2BB2BB2BB2BB2BB2BB2BB2BB2BB2BB2BB2BB2BB2BB2BB2BB2BB2BB The border means â??Body-to-Bodyâ?. But what happened to â??Letâ??s Wait Awhile?â? in Lyric's and M.J.'s case? More to come! ;) `Aariyan
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