The 80s

New Position

"Call him."Prince commanded, the longer I took the harder his strokes became. I shakily reached for the phone. A sudden shockwave a pleasure shot through my body caused me to drop it back onto the reciever and my breathe to hitch in my throat. He slapped me on the ass commanding me to pick up the phone again.

"God!!" I screamed out and tried to brace myself on the carpet in vain but it didn't work. I don't know how he expected me to do this while we were fucking, he tricked me into doing this I swear. He told me to come to the studio to sing a few backup vocals. Next thing I know, my skirt is up. Only shorts around Prince, no more easy access clothes.

He flipped us over and pulled me up into his lap. I bit my lip trying to keep a moan from coming out as the phone rung.

"Hello." Michael's soft voice answered.

"Hi Michael, look we need to ta-" I turned the phone away from my mouth, trying to pull myself together as Prince started sucking on my neck.

"I need to t-talk to you about something."

"Are you okay?" Michael asked, worry in his tone. Which made me feel bad about myself. I covered the phone with my hand.

"I can't do this Prince." He dug his fingers into my hips and started nibbling on my neck, making my eyes rolls into the back of my head.

"I'm breaking up with you."  I moaned.

It went silent on the line "Your what?" his voice shaking a little.

"I got her now." Prince yelled with a chuckle. He pulled away from my neck and grabbed the phone. He guided me down onto my back and started slowing down his strokes. It felt so good it was almost painful how slow he was going. I clawed his back just begging for him to speed up. Prince smirked and pressed the speaker phone button and set it on the ground next to us.

"Jasmyn we had a deal." Michael yelled at me through the phone.

I opened my mouth to speak but some inaudible moan came out. I felt Prince smirk in my neck.

"Deals off pal." He picked me back and so that I was straddling his lap once again. The only sounds in the room were our bodies slapping against eachother and our moans fillign the air.  I reached to the side and picked up the phone, moaning into it. Prince smiled at me and kissed on the cheek.

"We were supposed to go to the American Music Awards together."

"Take Diana." I blew a kiss into the phone and hung up, tossing it to the side. I wrapped my arms around Prince's neck trying to brace myself for my nearing end. I came so hard, my body twitched and my eyes rolled into the back of my head.

I fluttered my eyes to meet Prince's gaze. "Woah."

"Daddy knows." He smirked and slammed his lips into mine., his tongue exploring my mouth.

"Oh shit." I pulled away, breathing heavily. Prince shushed me by slamming his lips back into mine. "We gotta go we got a reservation in 30 minutes." He kissed all over my neck and bit into my shoulder.

"Oh no no no no, no no no no no no, you see, what I had planned after this." He kissed me roughly again. "shouldn't take more than 2- 3 minutes tops."