Michael Jackson Imagines (re-imagine)

I'm crazy for you 2

(A/N: Sexual scenes ahead, read at your own risk)

As soon as we stepped into his room, the air thick with anticipation, he guided me to the bed with a gentle yet firm touch, while maintaining intense eye contact.

His burning desire on making things his way ignited a newfound boldness within me, each moment with him emboldening my desires.

Lowering himself slowly, he trailed tender kisses along the curve of my thigh, each one a delicious tease that left me yearning for more, my breath catching with the desperate longing for his touch.

"Michael... please," I whispered, my voice a plea filled with desire and urgency.

"Not so fast," his tone firmed as he removed his coat from my body, leaving me exposed in my black lace top, laced shorts, and stockings, his gaze devouring every inch of me.

His breath grew heavier as his hand roamed from my sides, up to my chest, and finally to my neck, his touch possessive and commanding, asserting his dominance over me completely.

He tightened his grip around my neck while kissing and sucking on it.

A moan escaped my lips, his actions causing my knees to go weak.

It felt like we were reliving the magic of our first night together, but this time, even more intense.

Slowly, his hands began to explore, undressing me, with a gentle urgency that made my heart race. Heat filled the air as my toes curled.

With each clothing removed, the anticipation grew, and the air filled with burning passion and desire.

His hand ventured lower, swiftly removing my panties after pulling the string.

"Keep those stockings on," he said in a deep, lustful tone.

As his hand ventured lower, teasingly tracing the contours of my body, I felt myself losing control.

I struggled to catch my breath as his fingertips teased my womanhood.

Squirming in pleasure, I held onto his shirt tightly scratching his back from his sudden touch.

I feel him smile against my skin and proceeds to put more pressure, massaging my clit in a circular motion.

Until he goes faster and faster making me go wild and a moaning mess.

"AH!!" I bit my lip as my body jerks uncontrollably.

It's a familiar feeling, once I've missed.

"I'm so close..." my voice quiver as Michael brought me into passionate kiss, muffling my screams.

before I could reach climax, he abruptly stopped, slipping his middle finger inside of me.

"Ahh..." I closed my eyes as he moaned against my cheek.

"Mmhm... yeah.." he groaned lustfully,

"You like that?" He nibbled my ear, breathing heavily.

I couldn't say a word, his finger continued, increasing the speed and slipped another. Only the wet sounds of my pussy could be heard.

I grasped his sides, unable to contain myself, grabbing him by the back of his neck, pulling his face closer to mine.

I kissed him hungrily, biting and swirling my tongue on his lips, signaling my impending release.

His fingers go faster, moaning against my lips as my legs began to tremble. The sensations that I'm feeling, makes my heart race like crazy.

My eyes welled up as pleasure surged on my womanhood, arching my back, squeezing my eyes shut, mouth hung open.