Pairing: Michael x Reader
It was almost evening when I drove home from the gym, I was so caught up that I didn’t even realize how long I was actually there. Almost three hours and two missed phone calls from my boyfriend Michael past since I left home. All I could think of now was a hot and relaxing shower. I jumped into my car and quickly drove home, with the thought of hot water running down my body. Showering always relaxed me, it was kind of my getaway from the world and all my problems.
Ten minutes later I arrived home, I parked the car and walked through the front door, where I was greeted by Michael. “Babe where have you been so long?” he whined and put his arms around my waist. I pulled away and put my bag on the floor. “I was at the gym. Sorry it took so long. I’m gonna take a shower alright? I’m pretty beat.” I said and wiped some sweat away from my forehead. “Can I join you?” he smirked pulling me closer again. “No, Michael. I’m too tired.” I explained and started walking to the bedroom. “Oh c’mon babe, I’ve been horny all day.” he groaned and followed me upstairs. “Later okay.” I said and slammed the door shut in his face.
I sighed and stripped down my sweaty clothes and pulled out a new towel from the wardrobe. I dind’t want to turn down Michael like that but I really wasn’t in the mood right now. I just needed to releax. I walked into the bathroom next to our bedroom and turned on the water. I put the towel aside and waited a couple of minutes to let the the shower heat up before I stepped into it.
The water was hot enough to steam the shower and despite its warmth, cause goose bumps on my skin. With my eyes closed, I let the water run over my body while I ran my hands through my wet hair. Forgetting the world around me I didn’t hear Michael coming in. I suddenly felt two strong hands wrapped around my
finger (sorry I had to) waist. I shrieked in surprise but found my breath again when I heard Michael’s familiar laugh. No longer on high alert, I allowed myself to melt into his hands. His touch was everywhere; from the back of my neck , to my lower backside and all the way down to my ass where he squeezed it gently. I let out a quiet moan which earned me a smack on my butt cheek. “You scared me.” I mumbled. “Sorry baby, I just couldn’t wait any longer.” he explained and soon I felt something else causing pressure in my backside.
Michael’s hands slipped around to my front and sqeezed my breasts, massaging my nipples. A shiver of delight ran down my spine, I turned around and felt Michael’s, now rock hard, cock press against my entrance. I let out a slight moan, getting increasingly turned on by the second. His lips were on my neck, kissing slightly, his hand on my ass. I reached down to stroke him while he sucked on that special spot on my neck. He let out a low groan and pressed me against the shower wall when I started pumping him faster. I noticed the tension between my legs and I desperately wanted release. Michael’s hand slipped between my thighs, rubbing slowly over my clit in fast short circles. My knees trembled as the pleasure took over me.
His eyes were full of lust and he looked at me hungrily before he kissed me roughly. I responded immediately, burying my hands in the back of his head, tugging at his hair. “Fuck..me.” I breathed in between kisses. “With pleasure.” he smirked, his lips then attached to my neck again and a hand went down to my pussy, rubbing my folds. I moaned loudly, and was quite glad that no one could hear us.
I wanted to say something, but Michael shut me up with his middle finger that plunged into me without any warning.‘’Fuck, Michael.” I groaned and gripped into his strong biceps for support. “You love it when I finger you don’t you?” he whispered into my ear, before taking my earlobe between his teeth. “Fuck y-yes.” I moaned, sqeezing my eyes shut. “Does it feel good?” I couldn’t do anything but nod in agreement. “I’ve been thinking about fucking you all day.” He hissed.
His fingers sped up with each word and it was hard to actually pay attention to what he was saying when his rock hard cock on was pressing against my stomach. “I-I can’t last m-much longer.” I stuttered. He gripped into my thighs and hitched me up, slamming me into the cold wall. I wrapped my arms around him and tangled my fingers in his wet hair. Slowly he eased himself inside me, and my head fell back against the wall while I felt him fill me up. He used one arm to help hold me up and the other firmly placed on the wall behind me. His balls were hastily slapping against my bottom as he thrusted into me hard and deep.
I moaned as he suddenly hit my g-spot; “Oh god just like that!” I moaned his tip brushing against it once more. He slammed into me particularly harshly and I couldnt help but I loudly screamed his name, my nails sinking deep into his shoulders. “Fu-uck” he cried out as my walls contracted around him. He kept hitting my g-spot over and over again, making me moan and whimper in pure bliss. I scratched his back with my nails, biting into his neck, causing him to moan. He kept thrusting into me, in a steady pace. His nails digging deep into my flesh. “Holy shit…Michael.” I moaned, my eyes rolling in the back of my head when I felt his thumb on my clit, rubbing over it in a fast pace.
“Fuck I’m close.” he groaned into the crock of my neck and I replied with a barely audible “Me too. He slammed into me a few more times before he stilled his hips and threw his head back as I felt him spill his load inside of me, his fingers roughly digging into the skin of my thighs as he let out a bunch of moans. Soon after I felt my own orgasm washing over me. He pumped in and out of me lazily a few more times to ride out our orgasms, before he pulled himself out and set me on the ground.
My legs were shaking and I had stabilize myself on the wall. “Can’t you walk?” Michael asked grinning. I shook my head no and got hold of Michael’s shoulders. “Good. That was my intention.”
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