Michael Jackson Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Michael's back was turned toward her, so he is unaware of her presence. "Ah, there, Michael!" The woman hissed when Michael went deeper. "Oh God, you're so tight!" growled Michael as he went faster, making her moan louder. Diana's heart ached when she saw that scene. She didn't think that Michael would cheat on her, let alone have sex in their bed! She really wanted to approach Michael and keep him away from her. But what can Diana do except watch them while holding back her tears? The activity continued until Michael finally reached his climax.

I want Michael and I see he wants me even more. I wrap my arms around his neck and I begin to straddle and ride him. I bounce on his dick and I feel him more swollen and increasing inside me. Michael grabs my asscheeks and slaps them hard, making me go harder and bounce even more on his dick. We then look into each other's eyes and we know what we both want.

I just had to come up with an excuse to lie to my boss's wife. Mikey sighed, he threw his phone on the sofa and went back to bed. The girl was still fast asleep, sometimes the eyebrows on her smooth, sweat-stained forehead were slightly furrowed, her mouth mumbled to say something, but could not hear clearly, her face showed an expression fear. Mikey lay down beside her, reaching out and patting her arm like a comforting baby. The girl naturally rolled a little, crawled into his arms, and slept soundly. The warmth from the girl's breath, plus the very special scent on her body made him feel like his body was on fire again. What the hell is going on with Mikey? He asked himself, but then coul

"You look very bright and beautiful, my darling pup. But you are not wearing any shiny things tonight. I expect more shine." Joe stops moving in his arms. A hot, dark feeling grows big in his stomach. "Your date looks much brighter," Joe says. The jealous feelings take over his tongue. Michael stares at him, his eyes full of joy. "You mean Rebbie Jackson? I will tell her you say she is pretty." Joe pushes away from Michael's big chest. He comes back to his senses. How does Michael always do this to him? Joe thinks Michael Jackson is born just to make him mad. Michael can push Joe's buttons better than any wolf in the world. Joe should never say yes to this dance.

I've been drinking milk since young, so my body is far more mature compared to my peers. When I'm 18 years old, my protective older sister, Yvonne Gibson, is worried that I might get my cherry stolen by others via trickery, so she specifically asks her best friend, Jasmine Joyner, to take care of me. But during our first meeting, Jasmine's gaze never leaves my crotch. After my graduation, I lead a double life. During daytime, Jasmine is my boss. At night, I'm her bed partner. Throughout our four-year secret relationship, I'm slowly molded into the lover Jasmine likes the most. Four years later, Jasmine's ex-fiance, Ethan Sawyer, has returned to the country. She quickly jumps out of bed

giddy. He looked like a kid who had just been told he could have dessert for breakfast. I just nodded, a small smile to my face. “But…” The excitement dropped. Then his brows knitted back together. “Does this mean you’ll let other men… touch you?” “No,” I said immediately, shaking my head. I forced a light, airy laugh. “Not like touch me touch me. Besides, this is mostly for you, Michael. I’m just exhausted from the fighting.” I let my voice drop, making it sound sweet and tired. “I just want to see you happy. I want us to be okay.”

“Continue, Michael. Don’t stop.” Michael does it again, and again, and again. He’s teasing me, loving the way I chase his mouth anytime his tongue delivers an incomplete stroke. He’s so good at this, like he has done so many times before and is ready to do it a thousand times more. Well, as long as he remains my fiance, his future practices should better be with me. Wait, am I jealous? “I must really be doing a bad job if you’re so lost in thought, baby,” Michael breathes out, his mouth immediately closing around my clit and sucking.

Mick's back kicked the wall furiously as Roman held her hands on top of her head. He quickly moved from her lips now biting her frail skin seductively down her neck. He sucked her skin so intimately that she thought that she was in heaven. Releasing her hands, his eyes darkened and Mikaella knew what he was thinking. Either rip her white dress off her body or be a gentleman and unzip it.

Inside Micheal’s Office The moment I reached the door, his voice filtered through—oozing false sorrow. "The only person I’ve ever loved is Becky… Judy—sigh—it’s my fault for being too soft-hearted. She used a pregnancy to threaten me, forcing me to marry her to calm her down." My grip tightened on the doorknob. Pregnancy? Whose? "I don’t blame her for using my money to support other men. I’m just worried about how she’ll explain it to her future pup." Ah. My wolf perked up. This bastard was really running with it.

Jane noted that but can't his uncle see that she is not in the mood for this now. "yes uncle and I will want to be alone now" she said and stands and begins to walk to her room. "I know that you don't want to talk about this, but I want you to know that you are runnig away from everything that would bring up the discussion of the guy but did you know why you are behaving like this" Micheal said and go towards where she was, stood besides her and said "you are really inlove with him but you want to keep that feelings or better still kill it for something I can't guess for now"