2017 Purple Eggplant Winner: BEST PRINCHAEL//2016 NPG AWARD WINNER : BEST DRAMA
"A tale of a pretty girl who gets what she wants, including two of the 80's most prominent figures."
Throughout music history, there's been speculation of rivalry bet...
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My head was spinning; my heart was racing at a dangerous pace. I wasn't even thinking. I was heavy into the moment, moaning in his mouth, digging my fingertips into the skin on his neck.
Our lips parted and we were both panting. Michael's hand slid off my ass and hiked up my dress. I threw my head back on the wall and I squealed when I felt his fingers plunge inside of me.
Fuck. I was so wet and his low moan in my ear told me he liked it.
"Michael..." I begged. Just hearing myself say his name finally clicked something in my brain. What the fuck was I doing? "Baby, wait..." Baby?! I grunted. Because I was frustrated but I couldn't stop him. It felt so good to be with him like this, again. His touch was so nostalgic.
Michael kissed my chin as his fingers took a swim inside of me. "I just want to feel you," he mumbled.
I almost came just by the sound of his deep voice in my ear.
His lips went to my neck. His sweet kisses that I missed were sticking all over me, leaving a trail of wetness.
"I love you," he whispered. Michael eased his hand from up under my dress then I felt his body drop down in front of me.
It was pitch black in the room we found. And I was leaning on the wall for dear life.
Michael lifted my skirt and his face went in between my legs. Oh fuck. This is what I get for not wearing underwear.
I felt his cold breath blow against my womanhood. Then he teased my clit with his tongue.
I started moaning and whispering for him to stop, even though, I didn't really want him too.
But then the light cut on.
I swear, I had never felt so scared before in my life.
Michael jumped back and fell on his ass.
All I could do was palm my gaping mouth and stare at the girl in the doorway.
Maylani looked just as frightened as we were. She quickly ran off but Michael raced after her. "Maylani!"
"What the fuck is wrong with you, huh?!"
I turned the corner to see her screaming at him.
"Really?!"
Michael palmed his hips and looked her in the eyes. "Listen, I don't know what just happened but-"
"Your face was in her fucking crotch!" she stomped.
Not enough light spilled over to where he stood, but I could imagine the look on Michael's face was filled with both defeat and embarrassment. "You don't get it."
