The Way Life Goes

✨Naughty List Duties✨

Micheal's POV

Micheal threw his head back with his mouth kept tightly close. Even though they are at the back of a drive-in, they still tried their best to keep quiet. He looked down to see Aaliyah bobbing her head on his dick, unlocking his fingers, he takes his hand and gently place it on the back of her head.

"Fuck." He managed to mumble under his breath, scooting down in his seat a little. He collected all her hair in one hand and guided her head to his. As the two exchange a sloppy kiss, a knock on the tinted car windows interrupted the moment.

Micheal pressed a button on a remote as he rolled down the window, tucking his lil one back in his pants, he threw a smile on his face.

"Hello, Do you need something?" Micheal asked as he heard Aaliyah's silent whimpers. "Just wanted you to know that's your trunk is a bit cracked open and some stuff slipped out of there," The lady smiled before picking up the backpack and some food that fell out of it. "Thank you, ma'am. You know what? Keep what you like, Not many people would do what you did." The lady's face lit up as she scavenged through the food. He looked back at Aaliyah to see her struggling, squeezing her legs shut criss-cross applesauce. He felt bad so he pressed the button on the remote as she let out a big sigh, almost slipping up at his composure as her body went limp. "Thanks for the food! Que Dios te bendiga!" The lady said with a gleefully smile on her face as she scattered away in her heels.

"If," Aaliyah began trying to catch her breath, "You ever keep that shit on for so long, I will personally fuck your ass up." Micheal cranked his head to the side as he rolled his window up and closed his trunk.

"You don't have the balls nor the breath to even attempt princess, But I do appreciate the effort." Micheal smiled before leaning towards her, planting a line of kisses from her neck to her chest. "Micheal, we almost just got caught," she whimpered at his soft lips touching her body so carelessly. "You are my girlfriend," He stopped to plant kisses lower and lower. "Why can't show people how much I love you?" He felt her finger lift his face up, staring deeply into his eyes, crawling into the back seat.

"I can't leave you alone." He said before hopping into the backseat with her. Micheal caressed her leg before spreading them apart, setting her on top of him. He slid two fingers inside her while doing a 'come here' motion as he started a line of kisses from her mouth to her breast.

Taking his fingers out of her, he poked his manhood back out, looking into her eyes for consent to enter. She smiled, wrapping her arms around his neck as she gasped at him entering her. Micheal rest his hands on Aaliyah's curves, tracing them up and down as she whined her body up and down on him.

Her moans filled his ears up and he was in love, in love with the fact that he can please her in a way she had always been wanting to be pleased. His phone started to ring as she hugged him tighter. "Don't answer it. Keep your focus on me." Aaliyah commanded as he followed her order.

He woke up to the sound of his phone ringing.

"Bitch! It's always the good fuckin' dreams." Micheal groaned, picking up the phone with a nasty 'tude. "Hell-fuckin-o?!"

"That's not how you speak to your Best friend" Aaliyah laughed, fixing his attitude and mood. "Woke you outta good dream?" Micheal smiled and shook his head. How the hell can he tell his best friend that he had a dream of her sucking him off, this lovers and friends shit was getting to him. "Yeah, But I can't go back to it so unless it happens in real life? Psh, I'd be good all over."

"I feel the same way."

Aaliyah POV

Micheal grabbed her by the neck, pinning her against the wall as he crashes his lips onto hers. Her whole body tingled as his other hand caressed her leg.

Letting go of her neck, she wrapped her legs around him as he carried her to the bed. Continuing the kiss, he began to slowly grind on her causing her butterflies to grow even more fierce.

As she broke the kiss, she took her sweatpants and her underwear off. She looked back into his eyes to see the fire of when they first hooked up, returning slowly as he slipped his basketball shorts down enough to where his wood would dangle. She gasps as he enters her slowly but fully. He pauses for a minute with a smirk on his face, leaning down to kiss her as he starts thrusting his hips.

Aaliyah locks her legs, scratching his back as he moved his hips to the song of the beat.

Took 45 minutes to get all dressed up, and we ain't even gonna make it to this club. Take all of me I just wanna be the girl you like (the girl you like), The kinda of girl you like (the girl you like). Take all of me I just wanna be the girl you like, is right here with me.

"Fuuuck." Micheal moans into her ear, sending shivers down her spine. He rose up and held her leg behind her head. "Running doesn't help you, It only fuels me." He warned her as he picked up his pace.

She felt him getting deeper and deeper as she began to twitch violently. Tears of pleasure ran down her face as she looked him in his eyes, looking for the okay to release. He shook his head and slowed his pace. She wasn't doing it until he was, and that was a fact.

The sexual tension that was being released in this very room was so thick, Gordon Ramsey's knife couldn't even cut it.

"Shit," He groaned under his breath. "You ca- You can cum right on this dick." He said boldly, making deep eye contact.

She followed his command as they both came at the same time.

Aaliyah woke up in a panic, looking around for any signs of Micheal here. "That shit felt so, Real. How the fuck am I going to tell him this." Aaliyah thought out loud. She felt her private part to her being warm and moist. "I can't take this shit no more!" Aaliyah yelled before going to the bathroom to run some hot water.

2 Hours Lata

"And that's when I woke up." Aaliyah said to Destiny, Explaining the dream to her while her jaw was on the floor. "Bitch!" Destiny finally yelled after being silently shocked. "If that's what you think he is in yo dreams, ain't no telling. Yo ass gone get pregnant by a stroke."

"Very funny. Are you coming by later?" Aaliyah asked, turning to the CSI channel on Pluto TV. "Yeah, Just dealing with something."

"Well call me when you're done. I'll be here." Aaliyah smiled as she kissed her phone. "Nigga you ain't Soulja Boy, Ain't no kissing thru phones." Destiny smugged. "Man, gimme my shit back!" Aaliyah shot back as she hung up the phone.

She laid there as Boa Vista was trapped in a trunk underwater screaming in the background companied her silence as she had a mental war whether she should call Micheal or not.

After fighting a big battle, she picked up her phone and called Micheal. After a few rings, he picked up.

"Hell-fuckin-o?!"

Aaliyah was taken aback, she didn't think Micheal would speak to her like that. "That's not how you speak to your Best friend" Aaliyah laughed as she heard his bedsheets move around. "Woke you outta good dream?" Aaliyah laughed before fixing herself in a more comfortable position. "Yeah, But I can't go back to it so unless it happens in real life? Psh, I'd be good all over."

"I feel the same way." Aaliyah agreed, thinking back to the dream earlier.