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Michael Wolston was as cold as ice. He was the son of a multi billionaire and retired Victoria secret model. He could have everything he ever wanted by the snap of his fingers. He was addicted to two things, cigarettes and hockey. He was...
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It was Thursday the day me and Michael will visit my parents and I wasn't to much in a happy mood.
I watched as Michael slept besides me breathing soundless as the top of his chest lifted up and then slowly down.
His words from yesterday hasn't left my head ever since I got home and I couldn't help but wonder what it would feel to have Michael's love.
What it would feel like to be loved by someone like him that doesn't seem to be as nice to others. Would he care for me in a way that would make me selfish for his love or in a way that I'd feel vulnerable around him.
I was too deep in my thoughts I haven't even realised Michael was awake just staring at me while kissing my finger tips.
"What's on your mind that you can't even pay attention to me?" He whispered while gently squeezing my hands "nothing to be concerned about" I said whilst smiling down on him.
He was too good for me and I'd only ruin him.
"I'm going to take a shower won't be too long" I said as I stood up grabbing a pair of basketball shorts from Michael's drawer.
As I was about to walk in I felt Michael's hand grab the knob before mine. "Don't mind if I join right?" He said against my head that sent shivers down my spine.
"Not at all" I said rolling my eyes while groaning. He smirked and walked inside the bathroom turning on the water making sure it was at the right temperature.
I watched as he stripped off his clothes one by one intensively taking in his abs and biceps. I watched as they flexed when he made sudden movement or shuddered at the cold breeze.
I was awakened from somewhat trance when he opened the shower door taking a step in under the water.
The water glazed ever so perfectly over his pale skin that made his muscles stand out more. His back muscles began to tense as well and I started to believe I'm losing my sanity right now.
"How long are you going to eye fuck me?"
He said peeking over his shoulder. I was stunned by how long I've been staring that I could feel the heat on my cheeks began to grow.
"If you want to fuck just tell me angel" he said with a cocky tone.
I gave him a sarcastic grin before taking off my clothes too and gently creeping up behind him. I pushed him aside letting him know I'd like to shower too and he understood by moving to the side and grabbing the body wash.
"I have to tell you something" I said while humming as he massaged the soap into my shoulders. He nudged me to continue and I hesitantly spoke up.
"When I said I visited my parents I forgot to tell you that they invited us over for dinner tonight..."
I listened as his breathing slowed and the massaging soon faded too.
