Loving Mr.Jackson (Michael Jackson Fanfiction)

Blue Jays part 2

"Michael?" I said taking my drink straight back. His hair is great. I mean Professor I know I should not look at his beautiful smile, big hands that could wrap around my neck, perfectly round ass, just everything. His eyes danced around my body.
"Thank you for the dance Ms. Johnson" Michael said showing his perfect teeth. Pull yourself together Yazmin. He is your professor and mentor. I had to get my thoughts together before I opened my big mouth.
"Not too bad yourself Professor Jackson." I replied. He licked his lips and laughed. His laugh was sweet and soft, more of a chuckle really. Everything about this man is perfect and not to mention his sex appeal.
"You look beautiful."
"Thank you Mr- Michael." I said turning back to the bar. Joy walked up to me with a sexy guy following behind her.
"Hey Yaz I'm about to go. Wanna goin us?" She asked winking.
"No not this time." I said laughing. The guy behind her raised his eyebrow and there was a chuckle behind me.
"Alright Yaz love you. See you in the tomorrow ." She walked away. Tomorrow ? What happens tomorrow?
"School!" I said finally figuring it out. Fuck, I'm going to have the worst headache in the morning.
"Um what time is the..." I started to say but I turned around and bumped into his chest. His scent was vanilla and his chest was solid and felt extremely toned. He smells sweet and the little sweat from dance made him smell even better.
"Yazmin...Ms. Johnson." Michael said with a grin on his face. God this alcohol is really fucking with me. Just imagining his lips whispering all the freaky things he would do to me beside my ear with his big hand wrapped around my neck.
"Yazmin." Michael called out again rubbing my arm. So soft.
"Um yes?" I asked looking down at his hand then at his almond eyes.
"You were about to ask me something." He said licking his lips. Damn this man. I don't think I've ever been this wet for a man I can't have.
"Um I- oh, what time is our meeting tomorrow?"
"8am"
"Fuck me." I sighed.
"What was that Ms. Johnson?" Shit. I didn't mean to say that out loud. Ugh.
"See you in the morning Michael." I said making my way out the club.
"Hey!" Jackson called out to me. I heard him but I didn't stop till I got to my car.
"Yes Michael?"
"Your not driving like that."
"Well who the hell do you see that's going to drive me?" I asked sarcastically. I'm tired of his handsome everything and sweet smell.
"Yazmin you're in no condition to drive..."
"You don't say." I said looking at his eyes. Which tell me he's loosing his patience.
"Listen Yazmin I'm driving your car back to your house and after I'll call a cab." He voice got deep as he said his final words. Fuck I can't wait to get home.
"Okay Mr. Jackson." Tossing him the keys I got in the passenger seat. With my help of giving him directions we finally got there. Taking my keys I unlocked the door.
"You can chill down here till your cab comes I'll be upstairs." I said kicking off my shoes and heading for the steps.
"Yazmin?"
"Yes Michael?" I asked annoyed.
"...Can I get a cup of water?" He asked timidly. He's so handsome I could just suck his skin off. Seemed like he wanted to say something else though.
"Sure Michael knock yourself out. And thank you." I said going up the steps.
After brushing my teeth I striped down to my thong and bra. I reached in the drawer of my bed side table and pulled out my two favorite toys. I turned my clit stimulator on high and grabbed my dildo. Sucking it to get it wet I took off my panties. Sitting the toy up right I slid down on it.
Moaning lowly I grabbed my bullet and put it on my clit. Moaning out louder I rolled my hips faster. Moving the bullet I screamed out Michael's name. Changing positions I took off my bra and laid on my back. One hand thrusting the dildo upward at an angle while the other held the bullet in place.
"Fuck Michael just like that." I moaned thrusting harder. Moving my hips to match the speed of my thrust I screamed Michael's name.
Michael's POV
Finally I found the cups, though I didn't really want water. Yazmin is going to have a horrible headache in the morning. Poor girl, she's way too beautiful to drink herself to death. She just needs some body to love her.
Her personality I'm sure is amazing and her body is gorgeous. Any man would be a foul not to want her. Her thick full lips and curvaceous body, I have to have her.
*"Michael" Yazmin's faint moan*
Did I hear her moan my name or was I just thinking it? I took another sip of my water from the Mikey mouse mug I found. Checking the time I mentally kick myself. It's going to be 3am before I even get home.
"Fuck Michael just like that."
I know that was a real moan. Swallowing my water I went to the bottomed the stairs. I heard Yazmin's faint moans. Occasionally she would scream out my name. Thinking about how she looked right now was driving me crazy.
Hey mouth slightly hung open, her fingers deep in her pussy, how wet she was just for me. What you do to me girl. I thought fixing my pants. I have to go, she's my student, this isn't supposed to be happening. I'm not supposed to be hearing this.
Walking away I went to sit down on her couch. Dialing the number to the cab company I heard a car horn outside. Putting my phone down I walked over to the window and saw my cab. Walking to the kitchen I went to grab my phone. On my way out the door I heard Yazmin scream my name again. Smiling I shook my head and closed the door.
Yazmin's POV
Fuck I'm gonna cum. Thrusting faster my toes curled. Moving the clit stimulate a little I screamed out Michael's name. Pulling the dildo out I squirted while rubbing my clit. Relaxing into the bed I turned off the toy. After getting myself together I put the toys away, set my alarm for the meeting, and slid under the cover.