No Angel (A Michael Jackson Fanfiction)

Ch.12 ×The Sister×

Michael's POV

I pulled away and looked at the girl.

"India." She said.

She must've seen my confused face.

I can't tell these girls apart for nothing.

"I'm sorry, but I couldn't hold back." She whispered. "I know wifey is here, so I will be quiet."

She skipped past me and I shut the door.

Lisa's going to kill me if she wakes up.

All because she doesn't know it's two of them.

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So for the past forty-five minutes, we just watched TV.

She's been quiet just like she said she would.

"I'm sorry barging in like this, Michael. Just had to feel your lips." She said shyly.

I chuckled softly and smiled at her. "It's okay. I don't think my wife would appreciated it though."

"She doesn't have to know." She whispered seductively, before kissing me again.

I put my hand on her cheek and kissed her back.

I don't know why I'm doing this. I love Lisa with all my heart and here I am making out with another woman.

She climbed in my lap to straddle me and her hand moved to my pajamas.

She moaned and I think I grew harder.

She felt it and pulled back.

I grabbed her shirt and pulled it over her head.

"Drop those pajamas and panties."

She started to do as told and smiled at me.

I laid her on the couch and covered her mouth.

"Do you have any type of disease?" I asked and she shook her head. "Are you going to be quiet while I'll please you?" She nodded once again. "You'll have to sign an NDA."

I moved my hand.

"I'll sign whatever. Please, just do it." She moaned softly and grabbed the hem of my pajama pants.

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I laid back, panting with India on my chest.

I think she's asleep.

Hell, I should be. She rode the hell out of my dick better than Lis.

I just know that that felt amazing.

I just wish Lisa was more opened to trying things. I love her and I'm never going to leave her, but I'm not going to do this behind her back.

I'll tell her that I cheated because we don't hold secrets.

"India, you have to get up." I whispered.

"Why?" She mumbled.

I chuckled and sat up.

She did the same and gave me a slight smile.

"I don't want to leave you. That was amazing." She whispered, placing a kiss on my cheek.

We both got up and got dressed.

I turned around as she got dressed, like a true gentleman.

"Done?" I ask.

"Yes." She said.

I walked over to the desk and pulled out the contract.

She sighed when I handed it to her. She rolled her eyes and I watched her.

I don't think she wanted me to noticed, but she wrote a cursive "K" before crossing it out.

"There. India Wynters, in fine cursive." She said. "No need to explain it."

"Alright then. I guess I'll see you later, India."

"Yeah, maybe."

And with that she walked out.