The Stripper (18+) A Michael Jackson Book

Chapter 37: Request

Michael's POV:

"No, you didn't understand. Stay with
me, date me, you know?"
I asked with a hopeful gaze. She was
still processing the words that came out of my mouth. I confess that everything around me was spinning slowly, I don't know if it was the alcohol effect or if my mind was playing tricks on me.

"You're asking me..." She whispered the words to me with her eyes squinted at me. Natalie opened a small smile, shy, but still beautiful. The night's penumbra left her face partially illuminated, highlighting her so well drawn facial lines.

"Yes, Natalie. Do you want to be my
girlfriend?" She smiled widely at me. Receiving that question from me left her really surprised.

"Are you serious?" Natalie sat up, making me sit as well. We looked at each other for long seconds, and I delicately put some
strands of her hair that insisted on falling over her face behind her ear.

"I've never been more serious. I know
that you are pretty surprised with this. And I confess that I am too..." I spoke in the most perfect calmness, without taking my eyes off hers. Her fingers were doing a light caress on my cold hand.

"... But I am sure of what I feel for you. I love you, Natalie, and I want you with me. I know of all our problems and difficulties, but I believe that we can fix all of that. I don't know if you want the same, I'm really nervous to be talking about it. But I simply need this, I need you to be mine." She smiled timidly, making my heart melt. I looked at the woman in front
of me and I saw her so fragile and
delicate. I confess that I didn't have
enough words to express what I was
feeling in that moment. I loved Natalie
in a way that I never thought possible.
In the middle of all the uncertainties
of my life, I knew that that feeling was
real. And reciprocal.

Slowly I brought my hand to the
woman's chin, tilting her face to face
mine. Her eves were now somewhat fearful in my direction. I smiled, and
slowly inched closer to her face, sealing my lips on hers.

In a perfect sync her lips moved over
mine, causing that feeling inside me.
The famous butterflies in the stomach. Yes, they were real. Being with Natalie was always so intense and confusing. Could someone be the storm in a revolted sea and on the next day the calm morning with open and bright sky? Yes, it was possible. Karla Natalie was like that. She was my heaven and hell. Slowly I let go of the woman's lips that opened in a divine smile. We stayed close to the point of our foreheads being glued on each other. I took a deep breath with my eyes locked with the brunette's green ones.

"I really thought that it would be me to make this request, Michael. But as
always you never cease to surprise me, huh?" She smiled lowering her head timidly. She took a deep breath and then said:

"I accept." I lifted my head and stared at her confused. Probably still not believing her answer.

"You're saying..." I started speaking as I opened a large smile. I quickly took care of pushing her on the bed. Staying on top of the woman who laughed. I pinned Natalie's hands above her head just like I had done a while ago. And I stared at the woman who looked at me with a happy countenance.

"I'm saying yes. I want to be your
girlfriend, Michael. I want and need you in my life. Whatever the spell that you casted on me, don't take it. I simply can't be without you anymore, Michael." For brief seconds we stayed in silence, just staring at each other. Natalie looked beautiful as always. Her rosy lips were parted letting me notice her calm breathing. Her hair, somewhat messy due to what
happened before, spread on the bed left her with a sexy air. I let go of her wrists, supporting myself on the mattress.

"I love you so much." The words came out of the brunette's lips almost by accident. As if she had been thinking out loud. I smiled, making a light caress with my thumb on her cheek, which made the brunette close her eyes.