(Request credit goes to: @TheRealXonny)

"Xondria, what do you think about this?" My best friend Nayah, asked me lifting up a beautiful tie dye sweater that ties at the bottom.

I am literally obsessed with tie dye clothing or any types of decore. You should literally see my bed room and bathroom. Call me stupid or whatever but I like colors. Bright colors.

"Yeah, I love that one! Put it in the cart." She tossed it in the shopping cart, continuing walking down the isle.

I was getting ready to say something, when I felt my phone, vibrate. It was my husband, LaMelo.

"Hi, babe..." I said answering the phone.

"Baby, what are you doing?" He asked me how it of breath.

My husband is about to become a famous basketball player just like his older brother Lonzo Ball. Who used to be on the Los Angeles, Lakers basketball team. But now he is the point guard for the New Orleans, Pelicans.

"I am at the mall with, Nayah. How is basketball practice going?"

"Well.. at least she got you out of the house. I am ready to be home, baby. It is stressful but it's going good. I got a lot of scouts coming to look at me. So that's a good thing." He sighed sounding exhausted.

"Of course Melo, that is a good thing because baby your dreams are coming true. You are pushing towards something that you love. I wish you were home, baby. I feel so alone when your gone." I started walking around in the store looking at the other clothes that they have.

"I know, baby. I'm sorry, but when this is all said, done and over with, I'll be with you. When I get drafted, you'll travel to the games with me. We don't have to be apart anymore. You know that I love you and this will be good for the both of us."

"I know baby. I know. You only have 2 days left and then you'll be home, ready for the NBA drafting. I lov-" I got cut off by accidentally running into someone. "Shit I'm so sor--ry." I looked up and I couldn't believe it.

My ex boyfriend of almost 3 years before LaMelo, Michael Jackson.

"Baby? Hello? Baby? What happened? Xondria? Baby!" Melo was hollering on the phone. He got me out of my daze of staring at him. Michael, who was staring at me while his panty dropper smile.

"Sorry, what did you say?"

"Are you okay, baby? What happened? I've been hollering at you for the past two minutes."

"Yes, baby I'm okay.." I stared at Michael and his smiled disappeared. "I wasn't paying attention to where I was going and ran into someone like an idiot." He started chuckling before we both heard the coach blow the whistle.

"Sound like you, baby. Well listen, you and Nayah have fun at the mall, but not too much fun." He started laughing because he knows what can happen when we both go out and shop together. "I will call you later, once I get to the hotel. Okay baby?"

"I will have all the fun I can without. I love you. Have fun at practice and I'll be waiting for you."

"I love you, too. Tell Nayah I said hey."

"I will bye."

"Bye, babe." With that we both hung up at the same time.

I walked down the isle, well at least tried to.

"Wow. We haven't seen each other in three years and you act like you don't know me. Geez that hurts." I rolled my eyes turning around to look at him.

"Hi Michael. Bye Michael."

"Draya..." that's what he had always called me.

I must admit.. my heart melted a little bit hearing that.

"What, Michael? What the hell do you want?"

"Well, I haven't seen you in three years. How about you meet me at 7 and we can catch up?" He so said bluntly.

"How about no. There is no catching up we have to do. Besides, my husband would not appreciate me hanging out with you. Don't you have a fiancé or something?"

"I did.. but she got pregnant by another guy." Oh, so he got cheated on. Now he knows what it feels like. "Come on, Draya.. you never let a man stop you from doing anything before." He touched my arm and a hot warm tingly feeling evaporated throughout my body.

"Y-yeah because no one controls me. B-but I respect my husband so." I moved my arm out of his hold and backed away a little bit.

"Trust me, Draya, I do understand. All we are doing is going to go get something to eat." He walked closer to me. "Catch up on what we have both been up to." He keeps walking closer to me. "Talk about whatever you want to talk about. Or do whatever you want to." He grabs my hands and my body electrifies.

What will hurt? Nothing. I mean old friends catching up with each other. What is so wrong with that?

"I don't feel like going anywhere tonight. So, why don't you come over later and we can order some food? Maybe watch some movies or something?"

"Sounds perfect, Draya. Give me your number, I'll text you, so you can text me your address." He hands me his phone and I put my number in. "I'm going to text you, give me the details and I'll see you later." He gives me a wink before walking away.

I started to go find Nay until my phone vibrated it was Michael.

Michael: *Send me your address, girl 😏*

Me: *Stop pushing it. 🙄*

Michael: *Give me your address. Do you want me to stop and pick up something on the way there?*

Me: *Sure, that's fine. That means that I can just get rid of your ass sooner. 😌*

Michael: *Yeah, right girl. Give me your stuff and I'll be there at 7:30.*

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I gave him my address and spent the rest of the day with Nayah. I didn't tell her anything because I am married to her brother. She will tell him even though we are the best of friends.

It is now 6:30 and I must take a shower. I have been sweating all day long. I don't want to hang out with, Michael stinking. Besides I have an hour to spare so.

I took me a nice long hot steamy shower. It felt great. Refreshing.

I got out of the shower and as soon as I got out of the shower the door bell rang. Shit. All I had was a towel wrapped around my body and I was soaked. It went off again and I ran downstairs.

"I'm coming!"

"Hurry up! It's raining cats and dogs out here!" Michael said.

Shit!

I opened the door making sure my towel was secure around my body.

He came in looking straight at me with a smirk on his face.

"Damn, Draya is that what you are going to be wearing?" He looked up and down slowly. Licking his bottom lip slowly before doing his cute ass lip bite.

"No, dumb ass I just got out of the shower. I guess I took way too long in the shower. I didn't have time to dress yet. I'll be back."

"Oh, girl, you don't have to go get dressed. I'm good with you without a towel on." He said with that smile.

"Michael, seriously stop. I'm going to go get dressed." With that I walked back upstairs up to my room.

I don't know what's going on, but my body is having a reaction to him. A feeling that's not suppose to happen but it feels good. Fuck.

I put on my red and black lace panty and bra set. I just threw on one of Melo's shirts and a pair of Nike shorts. I brushed my hair out leaving it so it can dry in its natural state. I walked downstairs seeing, Michael on the couch with all the food on the table.

"You got Chinese food?" He looked up to me and smiled.

"I know it's your favorite, so of course I got it." That made my heart melt. I know I have said that a lot but it did.

"You remembered?" I asked speechless, not really knowing why I'm making a big deal about it.

"Of course I remembered. We were together for almost 3 years. Why wouldn't I?" I set down on the couch, mind blown.

"It's been 3 years. People forget things." I whispered admiring the food.

"You were the only girl I actually ever loved. I'd never forget you." I didn't say anything to that.. I won't even tell you what that did to me.

I grabbed my favorite foods, setting them in my lap.

"So? How did you find out about, Alisha?" I asked him truly wondering what happened.

"Well.. when I asked her to marry me, I meant it. I mean we were only together for not even a year, but I hadn't loved someone so much after you. But as soon as I asked her.. a few weeks later my father passed away.. you know.. no matter how he treated me as a child, he is my father."

"Holy shit, Michael! Your father passed away!?" I asked him sitting my food down. But he ignored that and continued.

"So of course taking care of mother, making sure she's good and safe, I distant myself away from her." He sighed sitting his food down on the table. "Before then, we did have sex.. not a lot but enough. I knew it wasn't mine because I always wore protection. Besides, we hadn't slept together for months and all of a sudden she's a month pregnant? I mean I want kids.. but I'm only 23. I want to actually settle down and have a wife."

"Michael.. listen, I get it okay? I don't get how you are feeling about your whole father situation, but not feeling good enough I know. You will find your soulmate. Just because things didn't work out between us, you and her doesn't mean there isn't one out there for you. Hell, after you, I thought my life was over. It took me a long time to get over you, even while being with LaMelo. But I believed that he loved me and everything that he promised. He is the love of my life, I married him. We've been married for 2 years. It gets better sweetheart."

"The love of my life and soulmate was you until I fucked up. I still believe that today. I cheated on you by kissing, Rebecca. The worst mistake of my life was hurting you. You were my baby girl. My best friend. The love of my life. I wanted to marry you, Draya. I mean all of this from within the bottom of my heart." He admitted staring me deep in the eyes. I stared down at his plump lips then his eyes.

"M-Michael.. you need to stop living in the past.. a-and start living in the now. What's done is done. I am happily married. He is just a busy man working on his professional basketball career. He has been gone for 2 almost 3 weeks but will be back in two day's." I tell him turning on the tv.

"Well, I'm glad you are happy, Draya." I felt him move closer to me, with his hand on my thigh. My breath hitched in my throat. "Look at me, Draya." I couldn't. I couldn't look at him. Nope, instead I got up. I had to.

"Michael, you can't touch me. We are here to talk and reacquaint with each other. You are taking this too far. I need you to respect that I'm married." He stood up walking until he is directly in front of me.

"I get that you are married. But I still have fucking feelings for you. I always have. But I will be ok, if you want to be friends. Just come and sit back down." He grabbed my hand leading me over to the couch.

I sat down and he set sort of beside of me.

"I would love to be your friend, Michael. I missed having you in my life. Come here and give me a hug, you big goof." He came over and I wrapped my arms around his neck pulling him into me. While he wrapped his around my waist.

I ran my fingers through his hair while he laid against my body. Just like old times. I loved it. His body always felt so good against mine. We were cuddled up on the couch laying down with him on top of me. We were watching some type of movie.

It was like 30-45 minutes later and I was dozing on and off. Until he woke me up. By the most surprising way ever.

"Draya.. hey Draya. Draya? Draya, wakey wakey. Ok, you leave me no choice." Then I felt his plump lips against mine. "Are you awake?" I felt him kiss me again, I was awake but I didn't open my eyes. I don't know why, but I wanted to feel his lips again.

My breathing starting increasing and that's when he smiled against my lips.

"I knew you wanted me to kiss you. You didn't have to pretend sleep. Let me see those pretty hazel eyes of yours." I opened my eyes seeing his brown orbs stare deep into mine. "There they are. God you are fucking perfect." He kissed me again. His soft tight curls felt perfect in between my fingers.

He adjusted my legs so that he could fit perfectly in between them. He lifted my shirt up taking it off of me.

He groaned when he seen my black and red lace bra.

"I love the lace, baby. You put it on because you knew what was going to happen didn't you? My two favorite colors." I whimpered when he thrusted into me. I could immediately feel his bulge even before he grind himself into me.

"N-no.. I didn't know any of this was going to happen." He hooked his fingers inside of my shorts pulling them off.

"Fuck you are going to make me cum. Just by looking at you. Are you wet for me?" My lace panties were soaked. His lips met the side of my neck as he completely removes my panties.

He decided to be sneaky and push one of his fingers inside. Started fingering me slowly.

"S-Shit, baby... fuck!"

I felt his harden cock in his jeans that kept making contact with my aching area. My fingers found their way to his trousers to unbutton and zip them.

I still remember what drives him crazy. His adorable moans will fill your ears when you mess with his happy trail.

"Look at me, Michael." I barely touch his small trail of pubic hair there on his stomach. He didn't look at me. At all. "Look at me.. look at me, Michael." He raised his head up, as soon as his gaze was on me, I did it again causing him to close his eyes shut tight and whimper.

"I said to look at me." His big brown orbs were staring into mine. I could read nothing but love, lust and desire. I happen to look down between us his eyes following mine. "Keep your eyes on me." I felt them burning through my body.

Did I forget to tell you he was still slowly fingering me?

I took his pants and shirt off only leaving him in his boxers. My fingers found his elastic waistband slipping inside of them. My hands were searching for his dick that was severely hard laying across his right hip.

Don't you dare ask me for dick comparison.

I gripped his shaft squeezing the top of the tip causing precum to ooze out.

"Ahhhh, god I missed your hand touching me." He whimpered.

The foreplay was over, now I guess it's going to happen.. for real. I felt him. I felt all of him. I don't know if it's because it has been almost 3 weeks without Melo or 3 years since fucking Michael and just missed it. Missed him filling me up.

Even though it was wrong and felt wrong... it felt so right. Our bodies always molded together as one. The prickles of his pubic hair was tickling my very sensitive swollen nub. Sending electric pulses through the blood of my veins.

"I-I miss you Draya. God, baby, your body was always responsive to me. It still is. Three years too long, baby, still so damn tight for me."

Michael knows how to fuck. We took each others virginity and had sex all the time. Like 3-4 times a week. Maybe more.

Thank God for birth control.

"Shittttt.. Michaellllll......" I whined when he actually started pounding into me.

"God, I fucking love you. You are so fucking perfect, Draya.. your body is fucking perfect. You feel so fucking good. Especially when I'm fucking the shit out of you." He whispered against my chest before attaching his lips around one of my nipples.

I can count his strokes! 40..41..42..43..44!?

God this man always surprises me.

His touch electrifies me. I've never felt like this before only besides with him. No one can make me feel as good as he does.

He hit my soft spot without apology. Repeatedly.

His cold finger found its way to my harden bud putting just enough pressure on it to cause contractions.

"Michael! Fuckkkkkk!" I buried my face in my arm to prevent me from screaming. More than what I already was.

He was fucking the living shit out of me!

I was having an orgasm. There was no denying or stopping it. My body was shaking. My legs were no longer alive. Or mine.

"Cum for me, Draya. Cum for me, baby." He worked my body into ecstasy like always. "I love you, Draya. Cum for me baby. Go ahead."

That was the last straw. I couldn't hold it in anymore. I was done. I think when he told me he loved me, is what did it.

"Fuck! That's right, baby shit! That was so fucking hot! I-I can't hold back much longer baby. Fuck you've been driving me insane since I saw you earlier. I-I'm going to cum!"

He last 2-3 more minutes until he couldn't hold it anymore. And just with a couple more irregular thrust he emptied himself inside of me.

Both of our breathing's sounded like we ran a 10 mile marathon. He collapsed on my sweaty chest until he caught his breath.

He raised up to look at me.

"Draya? Baby? Draya?" He rubbed my cheek while kissing my lips.

"Hm?" I hummed with my eyes closed.

"I love you, Xondria."

I can't even deny it anymore, I've always loved him and never stopped.

"I love you too, Michael. So much." I opened my eyes to tell him.

Which caused us both to smile.