ISAS // Michael B. Jordan

Ch. 4 Everything Changes

"Michael"! I yell. He comes from downstairs into my bed room and I show him the headlines about us.
" That ain't nothing to worry about. There's always something about someone" He says just shrugging his shoulders.
"ight if you say so... "
An awkward silence hangs over us for a minute. "So what if I am pregnant? I know you aren't ready to have kids because you're so far in your career, I don't want to be the person to put that on pause or anything."
He doesn't say anything but "if you are pregnant imma be a good father and help with anything everything but for now since we don't know anything yet we can just relax and enjoy each other time together". He says kissing my forehead and I smile with comfort and warmth.

Michael had to leave because he was filming a new movie "Just Mercy" (Which you guys should watch when it comes out) even though it's only been 2 hours I feel alone when he's not around me. I go downstairs to the kitchen in my brown crop top and Navy blue booty shorts and grab the ingredients I needed to make waffles along with whipped cream and syrup. And never forget strawberries UGH I love them! After enjoying an excellent plate of waffles, I hear a noise from the front door. I tiptoe to one of the drawers and grab the biggest knife I had and hid behind the counter in the center of the kitchen. "Baby where you at" It's Michael!
I get and see him standing there in a suit and tie with a briefcase. Damn he look good.
"Don't do that Michael! I thought you was someone breaking into my house, that ain't cool. "

"My bad baby" He says giving me pecks on my lips. I pull him closer pushing his lips further into mine Turing into a whole make out. "Before we do that lemme shower"

"You don't smell bad you're fine very fine "

"Nah I need to be fresh for you ma" He throwing all these cute names at me making me wanna start something I probably won't be able to finish.

"Alright" I let go of him with the knife still in my hand.

"Ayo be careful with that and put it away"

"I am, don't worry bout me" I roll my eyes out of frustration.

"That's what we not finna do. Check out that attitude before I do it myself. " He was being serious.

"You not gonna do nothing. I'm cool, you cool, simple."

He ain't say nothing. I put the knife away back on the counter. He just dropped his stuff walked up to me, pulled me, forcing me to look at him, and he choked me squeezing, making his arm flex a little. He's so fucking fine, making me wet by the seconds.

"Who you talking to like that, huh?!" He pulls me in by my neck, close to my face with his. I kiss him and he kissed back, but pulled away.

"Nah that's not how this works." He tilts my head leaving him more access to my neck. He kissed me gently and rough, sucking it. I know a hickey was forming. I was a moaning mess feeling vulnerable to him. I bring my arms around him and he picks me up with ease.

"Damn ya ass so fat as fuck" (I cringed typing that lmao) He growled in my mouth as he was tounging me down.

"Hmm" I moaned craving more of him, his touch, his scent... "I want more stop playin with me nigga!" Still holding me he runs upstairs pushing open the door with my back, landing me on the bed.

"You gone take every inch you hear me?" He asked looking at me how eyes getting darker. "Yes daddy"  He lifts the crop top off of me and rips the shorts straight down the middle.
I actually like those :( . He'll make it up to me anyway😈.

Oop 👀... I know I haven't posted for like a month... but I'm back. Yes this was shorter than the other, I'll make it up to you guys❤

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