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At Last (Part Twenty-six)
This is to all of the peeps in the world and MJ! Enjoy!!! ---------------------------------------------------------------- Again, his face traveled closer and closer to mine by the second, and softly pressed his lips against mine. Once I felt his lips touch mine, the world was back into place again, and everything was gonna be alright. Before you know it, our soft kiss turned more intense, lustrous, and full of raw passion for each other. My hands were wrapped around the back of his head as his large, humongus hands were moving gradually from my waist to my shoulders. Then he had done something he had never done before. His tongue went inside of my mouth. I was so shocked, it startled me, even though I was loving it. I backed away from him, suprised but yet amazed and turned on. Michael: I'm sorry. Did it feel uncomfortable? Me: (shakes my head) No, it's fine. I like it... Michael: (smiles to himself) I'm glad you do... Me: Come here and kiss me, baby. He leaned toward me and his lips were intertwining with mine once again, and again, our kisses started to get more intense by the minute. Our breathing increased tremendously and my hormones were out of wack! I felt so free, like I could do anything I wanted with him, and I felt a throbbing sensation as a result of the sexual tension building in my soul and...other places I cannot tell you about. You know what I mean, right?? (wink) If I told you, it'll get too graphic. Hey, that's what Michael does to women. He has a charm that makes women think and do things that they've never imagined before, and that's what he did to me. Before I know it, I felt myself being picked up off of my feet and being carried to a different location. I opened my eyes and found myself being carried bridal-style by Michael, and he was heading towards the *bedroom*. Ooh, I knew where this was going, and you know it, too. I saw Michael's face and he looked excited to finally have me in bed after a very long time. It had been three years since we last had been sexually active together. It was when Michael and I split for a while, back in 1992. Ever since after that encounter between us, I had not been intimate with anyone else at all, because my body was only in Michael's possesion, and no other man could ever satisfy me as Michael did. That showed that I was still madly in love with him. I refused to have sexual relations with anyone else, because I was just saving my love for him. Michael gently laid my body down on the bed, as he was softly kissing me by my neck. He undid the lace to my robe and it exposed me only in my black lace underwear. He smiled and bit his bottom lip, and he sensually whispered in my ear, saying, "I know I miss seeing them." He was referring to my breasts. "I know you miss seeing this, too," I sensually replied, and then I stood up before him, I pushed him down my bed, slipped off my robe, and slowly, I removed my black laced underwear, and exposed my naked body to him. "I know you missed that," I said as I bit my lip lustrously. Michael: Mmm... get over here, girl. I giggled lightly and laid down with him. After a few minutes, he picked me up again, and with one hand holding me, his other hand brought the bedsheets back. He plopped me on it and then he climbed in with me. The radio was on and the song "At Last," was playing as Michael and I discovered love again. Clothes of his were forcefully slipped off of him and...I don't wanna detail what went on next, but we finally became intimate again after a long three years, full of problems, but the good, sweet, raw love that we created together that late August night was the solution was of all of them. We resolved them together as we gained pleasure from each other after three years of not getting pleasure at all. The sweet echos of my moans filled the room. Michael was getting pretty concerned, because my moans came so often and they were higher than usual, so he stopped for a moment. Michael: (worried) Am I hurting you? Me: No, you're not...I just haven't felt this feeling in a long time. Michael: (relieved) Whew. Just as long as I'm not hurting you. Now...where were we? (kisses me again) Series of love songs played on the radio as Michael satisfied my body and as I did the same to his. There were romantic love songs, such as "At Last," and Michael's own, "I Just Can't Stop Loving You," to songs more about lust, such as the Isley Brothers', "Between The Sheets," and Teddy Pendergrass's, "Turn Off The Lights." All of those songs got me more in the mood, and I could tell that it made Michael a little wild in action himself. We reunited, we connected as one again, and we never forgot it. It was one of the best nights of my life, along with the night that I first had sex with Michael and my children being born. Our love that we shared was a beautiful thing and as a result of the sweet, passionate, raw, sensual love we had that night, another beautiful thing happened. TBC... Vote!
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