The sound of wet squeaky shoes follow throughout the hallway of Michael's home. Denise hasn't even been at Neverland for a whole hour and she was already soaked from the unexpected water balloon fight and covered in mud from a wrestling match between her and Michael.
She huffs annoyed."I'll find Narnia before I find the damn bathroom." Stopping in front of a white door with a crystal door handle, she assumes it's the bathroom and enters.
She pauses when she sees a tall, dark figure behind a foggy glass door, arms raised, washing its scalp. She knew it was Michael.
As if Michael felt her presence, he slides open the shower door and pokes his head out.
Denise's mind instantly comes to focus.
"I'm sorry," She blushed."I was looking for the bathroom."
"You found it." He smiles and her insides quiver.
He looked so good.
"And it's currently occupied, so I'll just--"
He stops her."I apologize. I forgot to tell you, the rest of the bathrooms are being renovated. So this is the only one available at the moment."
"It's fine." She felt weird just standing there, staring at him as he stood naked.
If only the glass doors weren't foggy.
She shook that naughty thought away."I'll just wait until you finish."
"I take long showers Denise. I won't be out for a while and you look like you're freezing. Why don't you join me?" He suggests and she laughs.
She placed her hands on her hips."Why don't you just hurry up?"
"The water's nice and hot." He teased."And I have lavender-scented shower gel."
She rubs her lips together and smiles."Sounds really really nice, Michael."
He tilts his head to the side, gesturing for her to join him but she doesn't move.
He steps outside the shower and walks over to her. Standing boldly before her in all his glory. She tried her hardest to keep her eyes locked on his but she fails.
He breathes in deeply."I just want to wash you, Denise. Can I?" He asked huskily."Can I wash your body?" He brushed his hand over her cheek and she takes in the fresh scent of lavender. It smelled even better on him.
She raised her arms high in the air. He pulls her shirt over her head and drops it to the floor. He squats, unbuttons her shorts and allows them to fall themselves. She now stands in only her matching bra and panties.
He slowly pulls down her panties with his eyes never leaving hers. And it drove her crazy. He rises from the floor, removes her bra, and pulls her into the shower. She releases a low moan when the hot water touched her skin.
He started on her hair first then moved swiftly to her body. His touch was so comforting and sweet and she didn't want the feeling to end.
When she felt that his hands were no longer in contact with her skin, she grabbed them and stepped closer to him.
"Keep touching me." She said softly, starring up at him through her long wet lashes.
He pressed his forehead to hers, staring through her with his hungry eyes.
She wrapped her arms around his body and closed the space between them. He shuts his eyes and sighs her name.
Wrapping a hand around her throat, Michael leans down and locks his lips with hers. Denise moaned when their tongues finally meet then backs away to the wall, pulling him along, and keeping their lips intertwined.
He lifts her, wraps her legs around his waist, and pressed his body into hers.
"Denise, I was only supposed to wash you." He said against her lips, rubbing up her sides.
"I'm glad you didn't." She smiles and he chuckles sexily before their lips reconnect again.
They step out the shower and slip into matching white cotton robes then leave the bathroom.
As they were walking down the hall, they passed a room with a shiny, black grand piano in it and Denise stopped and took a few steps back.
"I love the piano." She said, walking into the room, over to the piano. She looked over her shoulder at Michael."Do you play? Or you just have it in here for decoration?" She teased.
"Yes, I play." He replied, inching closer to her."Do you?"
"Not since I was a little girl." She touched at the cleaned keys then stopped and looked up at him."You mind playing for me?" She asked.
She leans against the piano, resting her chin upon the palm of her hand. Her eyes never leave Michael's concentrated face as his fingers moved beautifully over the keys.
She couldn't make out what song he was playing but it sure was harmonious.
He suddenly stops then rises from the bench and stands in front of her. She licks her lips and tilts her head back to stare up into his eyes.
Michael lifts her off her feet and places her upon the piano. He steps between her thighs and runs his hands under her robe, rubbing her inner thighs.
She sighs softly when he removes his hands and move his fingers up to the loose knot of her robe. She watched him as he easily untied her robe and pushed it over her shoulders.
She leans back and he runs his hands over her body before grabbing her thighs and pulling her closer to him. He spreads open her legs and trails kisses down her thighs, left and right until he got to her pearl.
She felt something strong shoot through her when he took her wetness into his warm mouth. His tongue flicked over her clit then smoothly slid down her slit.
She moaned his name, grabbing a handful of his soft curls into her hand. He continued to pleasure and drive her crazy with only his mouth until he felt her reach her peak. He licked and sucked up all her juices then stood up. All she could do was lay there breathlessly, unable to move. She never experienced anything like that before.
He wraps her legs around him then leans over her and sweetly kisses her lips.
"I'm not done baby..." He stood up straight, pulling her along. He spreads open her legs but she stopped him.
"W-Wait." She stuttered, still in shock of how hard he made her cum. She took a deep breath and rubbed her hands down his smooth hard chest.
Her eyes meet his when he says,"It's okay if you don't want to--oh fuck." He groaned when she unexpectedly pushed his shaft into her.
She moaned along with him, pressing her lips to his and throwing her arms over his shoulder.
She didn't know what it was that was so different about the way he just gave himself to her, but she liked it. A lot.
