Michael Jackson Imagines 2.0

Adrenaline

Her heart skipped a beat when she heard the hotel room door slowly swing open and shut with a click. He had made it back. As his footsteps grew nearer, she felt the butterflies in her stomach become all the more frantic. Just before he peeked into the bedroom, she placed the book that she had been reading over the lower half of her face to hide her intense pink blush. The white door was slowly pushed ajar and his big eyes penetrated hers as he stuck his face through the gap.

"Hey, love..."

Oh, that voice. He'd been gone all day performing and she lay cooped up in the hotel all day. All she wanted to hear was that sweet, sweet voice. He didn't really allow her out in public now that the world was aware of their relationship. He felt it was too dangerous, he didn't want to put his woman in any danger.

"Hi..."

"Oh, we're shy now? I was only gone for a while... C'mere," He said his last command with grit.

She got up out of that bed as if she had been remote-controlled and slipped right into his embrace. He smelled all man. He was undoubtedly sweaty, but it only made his pheromones more intense, his cologne which had been applied early that morning mixed right in and made his scent chemistry absolutely delectable. The white t-shirt he was wearing, ripped somewhat at the neck as well as the black skinny jeans that were pulled to his waist, hugged his body perfectly.

"What've you been up to, love? Trouble?" He whispered into the crook of her neck as he drew circles on her back.

"I missed you..."

"I'm sorry, baby. You know what? Let me go take a shower, and I'll make it up to you."

She didn't say anything but looked at him with a certain glint in her eyes.

Minutes later, the hot, soapy scent of the shower steam filled the hotel room as he exited the bathroom freshly washed, dressed in pajama bottoms.

"Annalise..."

She turned to her side on the bed and saw him walking towards her through the door. Before she knew it he had crawled over her and began kissing her neck.

"I'm sorry I'm gone so much...Touring is keeping me real busy. You know I love you..."

He continued to affirm her as he kissed lower and lower until he was rambling just below her belly button. She dripped with anticipation.

He mumbled incoherent sayings until she started to beg.

"Michael, please..."

He gently pulled her panties away and gave her what she wanted. What he had promised.

And it didn't take long, he was wide awake. Sweat grew at his temples and his breathing was labored. He reached up with one hand to her exposed breasts for leverage as he caressed her sex with his tongue. He ran his fingers over her hardened nipples and did everything he could to bring her to the top. With a strangled moan, he knew he had sent her there. He reveled in the heat as her thighs tensed around his face and her hips naturally rose towards the source of pleasure.

Moments later, a strong wave of relaxation washed over her and her body began to cool, her peak falling back down gradually. Oh, it was an intense relaxation. All she heard before her mind went black and quiet was...

"Yes, sleep well, baby. Such a good girl for me..."

~

Annalise felt a blast of cool air hit her back and her eyes slowly glazed open. Michael sat at the desk at the front of the dark bedroom bent over in his chair. She could hear him anxiously tapping his foot and roughly scribbling on paper. Other crumpled papers littered the desk. Behind her, the window had been opened completely and the white crisp curtains flew gently.

She stared at Michael for a long time. He fidgeted quite a bit with no signs of being tired. Suddenly, he jumped from the chair and paced out of the room. When he walked back in, he was sipping from a glass of water and was wearing his reading glasses; his hair disheveled.

"Michael, what are you doing up?" Annalise looked at him with large eyes and he looked back surprised to see her awake.

"Can't sleep..." His voice was clear and loud. "You know my adrenaline's always very high after a show, I just need some time..."

"But, Michael... It's three in the morning, you've been up for hours..."

"I know, I know, I know... I'll go down soon." He huffed and sat on the end of the bed sipping more of his water.

"Adrenaline, you say?"

Annalise had crawled up behind him and began massaging his neck.

"Mhm..." He grunted as she continued her massage and pressed her nude breasts up against his bare back. She kissed his jaw and felt him melt into her touch.

"C'mere..." She made him lay down on the bed as she straddled his waist and began to massage his hands. As she released any tension she felt, he simply watched her with piercing eyes, eyes that pleaded for things he couldn't bring his lips to ask for. He had unselfishly pleased her earlier that night, it only felt right to return the favor. They maintained eye contact as she pulled down the elastic band of his pajama pants. As the blood quickly rushed to his nether regions, it became clear that he was more than ready. He had been ready for hours.

"Why didn't you say anything?"

He suddenly looked bashful as his palms rested flat on his steadily rising chest.

"Hm?" She pressed further as she grabbed his cock and began to stroke him.

He met her with a gasp and a pained expression.

"Answer me."

"I-I didn't want to bother you.."

She halted her movements and made him sit up against the headboard. She sat in his lap and resumed pleasuring him. In the crook of his neck, she questioned him.

"All that earlier and you didn't want to bother me? Here all high-wired after your concert and you don't say a damned thing to me?"

She squeezed his cock eliciting a moan from his parted lips.

"You were s-sleeping.."

After sprinkling his neck in kisses, she gripped his hair from the back forcing him to peer up into her face.

"You tell me."

"Oh god yes..." He murmured.

Her grip tightened around his cock and he reached down between his thighs to grab her wrist. Sweat continued to pool into tiny droplets on his temples. As she ran her free hand lightly down his inner thigh, it elicited another desperate sigh from his parted lips. Her eyes scanned him in awe; his abs were extra visible, the skin of his body was delicately covered in a sheen of perspiration, and his shaky hand grasped onto hers that continued to deliver the incredible pleasure he was experiencing. Every small twitch and writhe of his body signaled his incoming climax that he had earlier denied himself of. So needy, so desperate, his body tingled and burned at any small contact.

"Please..." He panted and covered his face with the back of his hand. She snaked her hand up his torso and brushed over his erect nipples, his body leaning into the stimulation with pure need; and without warning she leaned down and kissed his frenulum with wet lips. All she heard was a desperate groan before his bodily control was lost in the throes of his climax. He moaned sorely as he dug his head as deep into the pillow behind him as he could.

"Annalise...baby!"

His cock exploded between them like a volcano that had been dormant for too long. All over her breasts, even on his abs. His body came with a vengeance. 

She kissed his shiny face illuminated by the bright moonlight and listened closely to his long, labored breath through parted lips.

~ Hope you guys enjoyed... This was my first imagine in 3 years and I am happy to be back at it. Direct messages on Wattpad have been removed so please feel free to contact me via Announcements, the comment section, or my email: mjj1958ever(atsign)gmail.com :)

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