Takes One, To Know One

Pressure

✖️✖️✖️✖️Warning: Mature scene,read at your own risk. Which I know y'all will...😜✖️✖️✖️✖️

Michael's POV

So I have to go to the AMA's (American Music Awards) this year..and honestly I don't wanna really go.

Why you ask?

Because Madonna is my date.😩

Ain't that some shit?! Excuse my language.

She asked me about a month ago; we had went out for lunch, just to catch up on some things in our lives. We started talking about our careers, when she mentioned the AMAs. And then BOOM! She asked me if I wanted to go, and as you all know I just couldn't say no.

Bad idea.

And now I'm defiantly regretting it.I don't wanna go with her because every time we go out somewhere together,she wants to have sex,or get freaky and I ain't got time for that. Don't get me wrong, sex is an amazing thing, but I don't want it from her.

She kinda creeps me out.😳

One time, we were in the limo on are way downtown to get some dinner,and this woman decided to stroke my thigh, and I mean so close to jr. I thought I was gonna die. She then slowly whispered in my ear:

"You just wait..I'm gonna eat.you.ALIVE."

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"Miiichaaael! Where are you? It's almost time to go!" Madonna screamed.

Damn it.

" I'm coming!" I slowly made my way down the steps to where Madonna was waiting for me. She looked at me with lust filled eyes and began to fix my collar. I can't lie she looked very beautiful tonight. But if she tried anything, I might have to bust her in her lip.

No pun intended.😜

We both walked down the pathway to the limo. I held the door open for her so she could get inside, and while doing so she winked at me.
I rolled my eyes and jumped in behind her.I already knew this would be a long ride.

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Amoras POV .....

I walked into the apartment;throwing my purse on the table in the process. I walked to the fridge and rummaged through it until I found some leftover Alfredo. I heated it up, grabbed some water, and sat down on the sofa, preparing to watch the AMAs.

I watch them every year, just to see what's new.

As soon as I found the channel, I regretted even turning on the tv. This is not what I came home to look at!

"Are you happy to be taking stage at the AMAs this year!?" One of the reporters or whatever you call them yelled.

"I am ecstatic! And I can't wait to see all the other wonderful artists and their performances." Michael spoke with a smile, soon rushing away with Madonna.

Nigga had a deep voice..

And Madonna...really? Of all people he could've chosen..

Probably chose her cause she a freak...You saw he was at the strip club..

I continued on watching even though I literally cringed every time I saw him. But I won't lie,his performance of "Man in The Mirror"...

Almost had a bitch DIEING.

Literally, I was bawling.

I have to give him props on that...

3 claps for Michael!👏👏👏

After that, I don't have a clue on what happen because I fell asleep.
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Michael's POV....

I gave in.

Don't laugh.

"Agh! MICHAEL! Jesus...." Madonna cried as I threw her a long,slow stroke just to tease her.I just decided to give her what she wanted.Even though I was tired and said I wouldn't,she'd been begging me for god knows how long...

I had hoped that taking her in the limo would get her off my ass...

Apparently not.

Because soon after she was screaming for me to give her more. So that's how we ended up from missionary in the limo, fucking on the front door, to doggy style in my guest bedroom.

Her face....Priceless.

I guess she thought "Michael Jackson" was sweet,innocent, and childlike.

Not tooodaaaay!

"What's my name?! *slap* I SAID WHATS.MY.NAME!?" I yelled slapping her ass while making her take it from the back. I watched as she reached down and started rubbing her clit. I swear that made me harder, if that was even possible.

"M-M-M-Miiiich-chael" Madonna stuttered while trying to catch her breathe. I had her face smushed into the sheets, I was playing no games.

She wanted a taste, and now I'm giving her what she asked for.

I watched as her body slowly began to shake and convulse, letting me know that she had finally reached her peak. I thrusted faster while feeling her hot juices flow down my thigh; I finally climaxed into the condom. I pulled out,and hopped off the bed,making my way to the bathroom to flush my condom. I walked back in to see Madonna laying on her back still trying to recover.I walked over to the side of the bed and sat down with my head in my hands.

"I always knew you were hung.." Madonna spoke seductivly while rubbing my back. My eyes widened while I lifted my head.

This is gonna be a long night...

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