(I am going to try something new with this chapter. I am going to try visionary scenes. If you don't like it please let me know and I'll change it.)

Michael ended up staying the night with me considering we fell asleep watching a movie.

Michael, was cuddled close to me. He had a tight grip around my torso with his head laying on my chest. He started stirring in his sleep. He kissed my chest, planting small kisses on it, but moving to my collar bone, up to my neck until he kissed my lips.

"Good morning, beautiful." He raised up and settled himself between my legs.

"Good morning, Michael. How did you sleep?"

"I slept great. How did you sleep?" Michael kissed me again.

"I slept good, thanks." I blushed when he just stared at me.

"Am I making you nervous?" Michael randomly asked.

"A little bit, yeah."

"How am I making you nervous?" Michael, started kissing my neck again.

"Y-you are on top of m-me Michael kissing me." I stuttered.

"You could always be on top of me. I wouldn't mind that."

"M-Michael, what are y-you trying to do?"

"I am trying to relax you and make you feel good." Michael kissed my chin.

I gently pushed him off of me raising up.

"What the hell?"

"I told you I can't sleep with you, Michael."

"You don't trust me?"

"We just met Michael and you are already trying to sleep with me."

"Baby, we had this conversation last night. I want you, Ev. I want all of you, not just your body." He grabbed my hand pulling me on the bed so I was straddling his lap. "Are you a virgin or something? Baby, it's ok if you are."

"No, I'm not a virgin Michael."

"Then why are you so scared?"

"Because you are you and I am me! Sleeping with me is a waste of time. I'm not any good." Michael scoffs.

"Who said you weren't good? I can promise you, that you will never be a waste of time."

"My ex-boyfriend he told me each time I wasn't any good. I don't want to disappoint you."

"How long ago was this? You aren't going to disappoint me." He mumbled against my neck.

"I broke up with him 5 months ago."  Michael hummed.

"Even better. Did he satisfy you?" Michael's hands found my ass gripping both butt cheeks in his hands.

"He is the only one who I have been with. More of a satisfaction for himself. He made me feel good sometimes, but it was only about him."

"Let me show you what satisfaction feels like. I promise you won't regret it. Just trust me, I'm not going to hurt you."

"Ok, I trust you." It's true, I do trust him. I just don't want to embarrass myself in front of him.

Michael was so carelessly gentle and sweet the whole time. The way he took his time, studied by body and it's reaction to things that he did. He was in no rush to finish his stimulation on my body.

When, I felt his big, smooth, soft hands on my bare naked skin, immediately I shivered.

"Do you like how I feel against your skin?" Michael moaned when he kissed each of my breasts.

"Y-yes.." I sighed when he took turns suckling on my nipples.

"I want to fuck you so badly." Michael started grinding against my naked area, causing his pajama pants to get wet.

Yes, I am fully naked and the only thing this man has on is the bottom portion.

Most definitely I could feel his severe hard on. It's a lot different seeing it from afar than feeling it yourself.

For all the bitches and dickheads I heard at the concert, saying that Michael is small, you are clearly just jealous. Don't get pissed off because you or your man aren't blessed with his size. He isn't even fucking me yet, but still driving me insane.

"Take your bottoms off and fuck me then.. shit..". I moaned when Michael kissed his way down my abdomen to my aching area.

"No. Not until I get to taste you." Michael kissed my throbbing clit softly.

He places wet kisses on both of my inner thighs before going for his present.

My ex-boyfriend never took his time with me. Only when he first took my virginity. That's only because I had to beg him to.

Not a moment that I want to relive. I just can't stop thinking about it. Michael is the second guy that I have ever slept with. Not forgetting that I have been dreaming of this moment for a lifetime. This is just so surreal to even comprehend that it's happening. Or just even the reality that I got to speak to him one on one. If this is a dream, I don't ever want to wake up from it.

I suddenly woke up from my day dream when Michael entered his finger inside of me slowly.

"Can you just fuck me already? You are killing me." I sighed obviously loving the feeling of his mouth and finger.

Michael just moaned against my nub, changing the motion of his index finger to hit my g-spot.

Clearly this man wasn't going to listen to me and take ownership of my body.

"Fucking, bloody hell Michael.." He added another finger, hitting my g-spot faster.

It didn't take long for me to explode around his fingers.

Just because I broke up with my ex-boyfriend 5 months ago, doesn't mean that's the last time I have had sex. I haven't had sex in about 9 months. So yeah, I was long overdo.

Even after I came, Michael was still licking and sucking, on my very overly sensitive nub.

I tugged his head away. My legs were shaking because of my sensitive nerves down below, that his talented tongue kept rubbing on. But he was still fingering me slowly.

"Better than what I could have ever imagined, baby." Michael leaned over to kiss me.

"C-can you fuck me now?" I asked again.

"Gladly, baby." Michael smiled at me.

I watched Michael undress in hazy eyes. Once I looked at his very noticeable dick, I started thinking twice.

That thing is not going to fit inside of me. My ex was nothing close to his size. He was barely a 6 and Michael is like a 8 - 8 1/2. Not to mention the girth of it.

Michael noticed my nervousness and started rubbing my legs to comfort me.

"Don't be nervous baby. You trust me right?"

"Of course, I trust you Michael. I lo-" I quickly stopped what I was about to say and just continued with. "I trust you."

Michael smiled at me like he knew what I was about to say.

I felt him rub the tip of his shaft up and down my slit, tapping my sensitive bud a few times causing me to jerk.

"Just fuck me already, Michael! You are driving me in-fucking-sane!" I said irritated.

This man was taking too damn long.

At least until I felt him adjust himself at my entrance entering me all at once slowly.

I felt my walls expand to their limits. Once he was all the way in, it felt like he was in my stomach. It hurt like a bitch, but it was worth it. He was worth the pain.

"Are you doing okay, baby?" Michael asked me leaning over to quickly suck on my nipples.

"M-move.. just move."

Michael started moving his hips slowly.

"Damn, baby, you are so tight for me. Are you doing okay?" He brought his hands to my breast, fondling with them, in rhythm with his magical hips. 

"Mhm.. faster.. please go faster.." I whimpered.

His godly dancer hips moved just a bit faster. Each time was just less and less pain. Lots more pleasure in all the right areas.

I started rubbing up and down Michael's back when he leaned over me again kissing me. I locked my legs tightly around his waist so I could take him all in.

My walls started tightening against him already and I felt my self close to cumming again.

"Ev, baby, are you going to cum for me? Hmm? Are you going to fucking cum for me, again?" Michael asked kissing my neck.

"Y-yeah.. fuck me faster babe. Ple-please.."

Michael's hand held me by one of my hips fucking me faster, thumbing my throbbing clit with his other hand.

That was all it took, I fucking exploded around his dick.

"God damn it, Michael!" I moaned so loudly. My body literally shaking, but he didn't let me recover at all.

He pulled all the way out of me slamming inside of me. Only until I flipped us over so I could be on top of him.

I got pulled him out of me, looking at his glistening shaft. Michael stared at me with his mouth agape when I wrapped my mouth around him.

"Bloody hell, you are going to be the cause of my death." Michael gritted in a groan. 

I moaned in response focusing on how I wanted to please him with my mouth and tongue. My poor big baby.

I flicked my tongue over his tip, sucking on its swollen head. Before taking him all the way in feeling him deep in my throat.

"B-baby, as sexy as you are sucking my dick, I want to be inside of you when I finish."

Michael grabbed my hand pulling me on top of him entering me again. He held both of my hips slamming himself inside of me.

It felt like I was going to cry from how much pleasure this man was giving me. I haven't really done much, which he hasn't allowed me to.

I started scratching at his chest, not enough to leave serious marks. I couldn't help it.

"Are you 'bouta cum for me again?" Michael asked me.

I couldn't answer. How the fuck could I answer? He was fucking me too god damn good.

He started pounding against me harder.

"Ev, are you going to cum for me again?" He asked me again.

"Everleigh! Are you about to cum for me again? Answer me!" Michael hollered, but in a sexual frustrated way.

"I.. don't.. know.. fuck.. me.. how.. you expect me.. to answer.. yes.." I stuttered.

Michael flipped us back over so that he was hovering over me. Fucking me like no tomorrow.

"I need you to cum before me, baby."

He didn't have to tell me, he was rubbing me like no tomorrow and that sent me over the edge. Once again.

Even though I came for the 3rd time this morning, it took Michael minutes until I felt him coat my insides with his cum.

Michael collapsed right on top of me for a few moments before moving to lay beside of me.

"That was amazing, baby. Thank you for the best time of my life. How was it?"

He is seriously trying to talk to me about making me cum 3 times?

"I-it was good. Thank you." I said breathlessly still trying to catch my breath.

"I told you that you won't regret it. Just think about this. While I'm away and you can't be with me, the sex will be much more intense, when I do come and see you. I'm down to have sex with you any time baby. I love it. Just remember that."

"Thanks for letting me know, baby. But let's not talk about you leaving just yet. I want to spend as much time with you as I can before you leave me today."

I started getting sad thinking that after today, it could be weeks, months, even years before I will ever get to see him again. I started crying thinking about it.

"Shhh. No, baby don't cry." Michael started while wiping my tears. He pulled the covers over us, cuddling me to him.

"You are my girl, Everleigh. I will come and see you every free time I get. Even if that means I have to make extra trips back and forth between countries. Or even better we can get you a passport and I can just buy you a plane ticket to come and see me. We will make this work. Trust me."

I didn't say anything else. I didn't know what to say. This was just all too much for me to begin with. I just don't want to get hurt. But instead of letting him know that, I just said.

"I trust you, Michael." And I cuddled closely to his warm naked body.