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I'm Not Letting Go~~Chapter 12
Well, we've arrived at Chapter 12. I'm pretty sure you're going to enjoy this chapter :o) ~~Leslie " Wh-what?" I stammered. " Would you marry me?" he asked again, pulling a sparkling diamond ring from his pocket and holding it out to me. " Ohhh Michael..." I muttered. " You know all of my reasons, my wants, my needs, my desires...it won't be easy to be my wife when we go back to LA, but I'll protect you with every fiber of my being. I am completely, totally, hopelessly, passionately in love with you, Leslie. Please say yes," he sank to the floor on his knees, still looking up at me," Please..." " Michael," I said softly, touching his chin with my fingertips as he looked up into my eyes," You won't need to protect me---" Michael looked down at the floor,clearly thinking that I was going to turn him down," ...I understand..." " I'll be protecting you," I told him," That's part of a wife's job." "...wife?" he began to smile," You'll marry me??" " Yes." I answered softly. Michael jumped up, happy, smiling and flung his arms around me, holding me tightly," Oh, I'm the happiest man on the planet! I love you, I love you, I love you!!" " But are you SURE you're happy?" I teased him. " Silly woman, are you NUTS?" he smiled. " Probably," I answered with a smile," Nuts about you." He chuckled then quickly grew serious and slid the ring on my finger then kissed it," There, now you can never take it off. It's sealed with a kiss." " I'll never take it off. It's a beautiful ring." " Not compared to you." he replied. " Or to you and your heart." I told him," I love you, Michael." " I love you more." " No, I love YOU more." I grinned. " Oh no, no, I love YOU more." he smiled back and hugged me again," And I always will, and don't you forget it, woman." " Yes dear." I teased. He laughed and released me from his arms, but took my hand in his," Ready to go to bed?" " Why, Michael Jackson, what did you just say?" I teased. " Bed, woman." he said giving me a little swat. He walked me to my room," Now, if you need--" " I know, I know. There actually IS one thing I need." " Name it." he replied. " You to stay with me." I said. He kissed me softly," I'll get changed." Soon Michael returned and we cuddled up together in bed. " Leslie-" " Hmmm?" " What will your family think about us?" " There's not too many of them left to worry about. My sister will be flabbergasted, but happy. Mom--well, you can never tell if she's happy or not...and my Dad---don't know, don't care." " That's all the family you have left?" he replied. " I have a second cousin, a couple half sisters I barely know, a niece, 2 nephews and their kids....yeah, that's about it." " All of your grandparents are gone now?" " Yeah, Dad's parents in 76 and 2002 and Mom's Mom I never met...suicide there. Her father I saw maybe twice in my lifetime and he killed himself too." " Oh dear Lord, angel...that must be hard on your mother." I nodded," Mom's got, or well at least had suicidal tendencies. She was never successful, but tried a few times." " You've had so much tragedy in your life, Leslie." " My grandma's dad skipped out on them when they were little and her Mom had to run a boarding house. She was stabbed to death by a tenant who was drunk." " Oh honey," he touched my cheek," So who raised your grandma? " " An orphanage." I answered him. Michael shook his head with closed eyes," So much pain and death in your family, angel. No one should have to go through so much hurt." " We all have our different hurts, Michael. Some physical, some emotional." I said. " You've overcome some monstrous ones," he said," And you still are." " I hope the cancer is one that's able to be overcome." I said. " It will be," he said," It has to be." He kissed my cheek," I wish you could have spent time at Neverland. You would have loved it." " It sounds like it was an amazing place." " Oh it was. Rides and games, just like at the fair. A train that went all over the place. Animals roaming freely--I had a theater with a snack bar, a game room--" his smile began to face," But after I was accused of such vile things, they came and literally tore every room to pieces looking for evidence to condemn me...I couldn't stay there after that. The innocence was gone. I can't even bear to see pictures of it." " I'm sorry you had to go through all of that, Michael. It must have been horrible." " It was very difficult. Then when they accused me the second time and charged me, I got pretty manhandled by the police. I had a dislocated shoulder, bruised ribs, bruises from the cuffs-- "he sighed," And the things they called me," Tears filled his eyes," Just horrible, sickening things..." " Michael, we don't have to talk about this," I said softly. I could see the pain it was causing him. " It's okay," he answered," I want you to know everything good and bad...the trial," he sighed," Was so embarrassing and humiliating. They had pictures of my penis to show the jury...and I had a bunch of magazines they confiscated from my room....y'know, like it's a crime for an adult man to have a magazine like Playboy...but it was humiliating...my Mother was right there, sometimes my Father, at least a couple of my siblings and here we have Michael Jackson's penis and pornography. God Leslie, I wanted to die. I really wanted to die." " I can't imagine how hard that had to be---" " And y'know the kicker? They STILL say I'm gay, even though I had magazines of WOMEN..." he shook his head. " People can be just plain asses, Michael. They invent things to give themselves something to do," I told him," I would be more than happy to tell everyone you are most definitely NOT gay." I gave him a smile," I have proof." He smiled back and kissed me quickly," Thank you angel." " Michael?" " Yes?" " I love you." " I love you too." he smiled warmly. " Are you okay?" I asked. " Yeah...it just brings up a lot of emotions." he replied. " Understandably," I answered and kissed his cheek several times and he began to smile. " Yes dear?" " Oh, don't mind me," I said, still kissing his face, then his neck and I heard him sigh a happy sigh. " Angel, what ARE you doing to me?" " You don't know?" I muttered in his ear. " Oh I have an idea," he answered back and smiled as I continued, but then he moved over me and onto my back, leaning over me," Two can play this game." Michael instantly began kissing the side of my neck and my ear, his warm breath sending chills down my spine, his teeth gently nibbling on the soft, sensitive skin of my neck. " Ohhh Michael..." I muttered. " Yes angel..." he whispered, continuing, then his lips captured mine and we kissed over and over until Michael slowly pulled away and sat up, taking my hand in his," Come with me." He said softly and we walked out of my room and he led us to his room," I want YOU in MY bed tonight." he told me tenderly. We went inside his room--the only light coming from the moon which shown through the sliding glass doors. He walked to them and pulled the curtains closed, then returned to me and we got in bed together, immediately resuming our kissing that started in my bedroom. He kissed away the straps off my shoulders and whispered," I love you so much..." " I love you too..." His fingers traced where the gown didn't cover the skin of my chest and cleavage and his lips caressed and kissed me from shoulder, across my neckline to the other shoulder. His hand slowly slid down my bare skin and trembled as it slipped over my gown covered right breast. "...I-I shouldn't..." he said softly. " Michael," I said quietly, looking into his eyes," Do what you feel..." Nervously, he slipped his hand down into my nightgown and over the same breast and his breathing shuddered," ...God, I've waited so long to touch you..." " No more waiting..." I whispered to him," Make love to me, Michael." " Ohh yes, angel..." he answered and we became lost in one another's kisses and touches; our bodies becoming naked, our hands exploring one another as our kisses never ceased," I've wanted you for so long..." he said urgently. I looked into his eyes, but reached down to gently touch him and he moaned with pleasure as he found his way inside me. " Ohh my God," he breathed," This...feels....so good..." We slowly began to move together and Michael's face expressed everything he was feeling, with each move, each touch. He was passionate, yet gentle, tender, yet skilled and loving. Since it was his first time I figured it would be quick, but my figures were very wrong. Just when I'd think he was at his breaking point, he'd pull out almost completely, then slide back and start again. It was at least an hour that we continued our passion for one another and finally I could tell by his breathing and his movements that he was nearing his climax, as was I," Angel," he said urgently," I-I--" " Me too-" I breathed back and at the same moment, we both reached ecstasy and he cried out, " I LOVE YOU! Oh, I LOVE YOU!" " I love you--" I repeated and moments later we lay naked and satisfied in one another's arms. I looked up into his beautiful brown eyes and he was all smiles. " Hiya." I said smiling too. " Hello," he said with a giggle. " You look happy." " Happy?" he laughed," Are you kidding? Happy doesn't come close! Try euphoric!" " Euphoric, hmm?" I smiled. " THAT was an incredible feeling...nothing comes close to that...nothing!" I kissed him quickly," You were wonderful." " ...was I really okay?" he asked, concerned since it was his first time. " You were beyond okay," I told him," Passionate, sexy, loving, giving, a little bit of a tease---" I grinned. " I LOVE making love to you...I can't imagine ever giving myself to anyone but you." he said. " Good, cuz you're gonna be my husband and I don't share. No cheating, buddy." I threatened playfully " Oh, notta chance, angel," he said softly as his hand caressed my hip," Do you think we should have waited?" " No," I shook my head," This was the perfect night." " I think so too," he said," Oh Leslie, making love to you is incredible. I've waited my whole life to experience it...and wow," he smiled," It was better than I imagined it would be...better than I imagined it could be." I smiled and kissed him," I didn't think I could feel closer to you, but I do..." " I do too, angel." he said kissing my shoulder," I can't imagine guys just doing that with anyone...it's so personal..it's so intimate, it's almost spiritual...two bodies becoming one..." I nodded," You make me feel complete, Michael." " You do to me too," he said and smiled gently, his hand cupping my cheek," And I could get VERY used to making love to you every night." " Every night, hmmm?" I chuckled," Making up for lost time?" " Woman, I just lost my virginity at 51, I have a LOT of time to make up for!" he grinned. " Not sorry we gave in?" " Hardly," he replied," You're my fiancée, and soon you'll be my wife...and tonight has been all about love. I wanted to give myself to you tonight...I wanted you to want me to give you my love..." " I'll take your love any day." I told him and he smiled and began to kiss me again, then again and again and he spoke softly. " I love you, angel." " I love you too, Michael." " Ummm...honey?" he said slowly. " Yes?" " ...can we make love again?" he asked blushing, almost seeming shy, but with a little grin. " Mmmm hmmm." I replied, wrapping my arms around him and again we fell under one another's spell and made love.
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