No More Games

5

"Baby, we're about to land so you're gonna have to sit down before you bust your ass." I laughed as Michael practiced dance moves in the middle aisle of the plane. It was a long 10 and a half hour flight but good sex, cuddling and playing board games made it all worthwhile. 

A beaming smile fanned out across his face. "Just like I bust in that ass a few hours ago?"

"HA HA HA, very funny. You just—" I was cut off by the entering of Cynthia, the flight attendant. She again informed us that the plane was a couple of minutes from landing and that she suggested us to sit and fasten our seatbelts. I cut Michael an 'I told you so' look before he sat down and obeyed.

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We landed at Orly Airport which was about 20 minutes south of Paris. A sea of fans greeted us with loud screams as we got off the plane and walked to the SUV that awaited us. I took in the beautiful scenery of the country I always dreamt of visiting. I caressed Michael's hand as our vehicle journeyed past amazing artifacts, historical buildings, and gorgeous parks. I looked over at Michael next to me, and I couldn't help but admire how breathtaking he looked as he gazed out the window as if in deep thought. The sun was beginning to set and its orange and reddish rays were touching just the right areas of his face; accentuating his perfect jawline and his warm brown eyes. His whole embodiment exudes perfection. I could stare at him forever and that alone would suffice.

"Baby," I felt a light tapping on my chin. "we're here." I opened my eyes to Michael's beaming smile. I had no idea how I fell asleep. I also didn't realize how long we were actually driving.

"How far from the city are we?" I said groggily.

"About a little under an hour probably." He said as he opened the car door and the evening breeze which had gotten much cooler, blew against my skin. He got out and held out his hand for me to follow suit. "C'mon," he lead me out.

I gaped once I got out of the car and saw the wonder that was around me. We weren't at a hotel. Michael had mention on the plane that he wanted some seclusion from all the press and the fans because he was with me.
Whenever he goes anywhere in the world, hundreds of fans would spend all day and all night in front of his hotel chanting and singing, almost never giving him any quiet time. He loves his fans and he doesn't mind it. Especially when he's all lonely in his room. Now that we're together, he wanted to stay in this castle-like mansion he rented from a friend of his. "Babe, this is absolutely gor—Michael this is fucking huge!" I said as I looked at the chateau before me. Now, this is what you call luxury.

"It's gorgeous, I know." Michael kissed my temple and wrapped his arms around me as we proceeded to walk towards the double doors. "Let's go inside. The guys will bring our things in."

With Michael's arms around me, we walked inside. I beheld the magnificence of the place. The beauty and luxuriousness of it all almost had me questioning if I could even afford to breathe in this house but that quickly snapped from my mind once I looked over at the man I was dating. Though I couldn't care less about his possessions, I'm always reminded how crazy rich he is whenever he would do things like drop $100,000 in a bookstore in less than a minute and wipe the whole place clean. He would spend without thinking sometimes.

Since Michael was already familiar with the home, he decided to give me a tour. I had no words to describe the opulence of it all. The ceilings were made of gold, mined and imported from Peru. That alone was worth $5.2M. After being awed from my tour, we finally made it to the master bedroom which was the size of most average homes in America. It has a big ass fish aquarium with two big ass hammerhead sharks in its bathroom! Unreal. I mean, it is a rarity to find people that can say they've had sharks swimming a few feet from them while taking a shit.

Michael plopped on the bed and sighed. "I really could use a massage right now." I looked at him with a cocked brow and with a smirk across my face. He returned the same smirk and grabbed my hand while sitting up, pulling me to stand between his legs. "Let's get in the tub together."

"What?" I chuckled, twirling my fingers in his curls.

"I'm gonna go run the bath water," he rubbed his hands from my thighs to my butt. "light a few candles and add your favorite bath bomb," a smile played on my lips as I ran my finger over his perfectly arched brows. It's amazing how much he still gives me butterflies. "so get naked, put on that robe that I like and meet me in the bathroom in 5 minutes." He gave my ass a light smack before getting up and making his way to the bathroom with the cheekiest grin on his face. 

I laughed at his cuteness. "You think you're cute!" He winked and entered the bathroom, closing the door. I smiled and shook my head knowing what would become of this "bath" as soon as we both get in the tub together.

I let down my hair from the messy bun I had it in and went over to the vanity and began to prep myself. I sprayed some perfume on my wrist and lightly dabbed around my neck. Michael loves every single one my perfumes. I sometimes even catch him wearing a few of my favorite ones. I walked over to the closet where our bags were, unpacked my burgundy silk robe and undressed from the layers of clothes I was in before covering my nudeness with the robe.
Almost as soon as I walked out of the closet, I'm startled by a grinning Michael, posted up against the wall. "Goodness, babe!!" I grabbed my chest. "You scared me." I playfully pushed him as he laughed.

"I'm sorry baby," he chuckled. "I didn't mean to scare you." He wrapped his arms around my waist and we began to gently sway to the classical music, which I did not even realize was playing from the speakers in the ceiling. It wasn't loud to where it was disturbing nor was it too low not to notice. It was just right for the moment.

I rested my head against his chest, enjoying the sound of his heartbeat. "Was there music playing when we came in?" I asked. "And why aren't you in the tub right now? You told me to come in in 5 minutes."

"I know," he kissed the top of my head. "I just forgot something and I came to grab it."

"What's that?"

"It's a surprise." He pulled away from me and entered the closet. "Go on ahead and I'll be right in."

"Ok," I scrunched my face, curiosity flooding my mind. What surprise could it be?
I made my way to the large and luxurious bathroom, looking up at the beautiful aquatic life above me. I get to the area where the large golden tub was and I blushed from the sight of white rose pedals scattered around it. Candles illuminated the vicinity and the smell of eucalyptus and light lavender pleasured my nose. The atmosphere was so serenely romantic and perfect.

I stood before the tub, beginning to slide my robe off when I felt Michael's arms wrap around me from behind. Turning to face him was useless against his strong grip. "Baby—" I'm cut off from his soft lips kissing my sweet spot on my neck. "Michael," I sighed from the bliss I was entering.

"You are so beautiful." He whispered in my ear as he pressed his body closer to mine, making me feel how aroused he is. I'm about to speak but he beats me to it. "I need you to understand this," he said while still planting soft but mind blowing kisses on my neck. "I can't imagine myself without you. Do you know this, girl?"

"I know, baby and I can't imagine living without you either." I pushed my butt more against his pelvis, feeling his hard erection.

"Mmm," Michael pulled away and I turned around, seeing a smirk on his face and the obvious erection poking through his pants. "you're a troublemaker."

I leaned in and gently placed multiple kisses on his lips. "A troublemaker for you, of course." I whispered against his lips. I ran my hand from his chest and down to the front of his pants, massaging his dick and causing him to let out a moan.

I began to unbuckle his pants but he stopped me. "Babe, my surprise first." He said, reminding me of what almost completely slipped my mind.

"What's the surprise?" I smiled.

"Turn around." He said, biting his bottom lip. The lip bite that drives me insane. "Turn around, babe." He repeated and I obliged to his request.

"This," my heart raced rapidly, not knowing what to expect. "this is a token of my love and to show you that I want no one else to spend the rest of my life with. Turn around my love."

I turned around and tears immediately welled up in my eyes as I looked at the black velvet box in his hand.