It has been over 2 hours and this movie is now just over... I am still all hot and bothered.

Not because of Randy... but because of Michael.

As soon as I got back.. Randy asked me if everything was okay, I lied and said yes. What was I suppose to tell him... his brother finger fucked me so good until I almost exploded everywhere???

UH hell no!

I almost said fuck it, and propped my legs up so Randy, can finger fuck me into oblivion but I didn't..

I couldn't sit normally... no.. i crossed my legs hoping that would help but nope. I opened them wide and still nothing.. I closed them seeing if that helped and no. Nothing! Not a damn thing..

I could tell Michael, was enjoying the show I was putting on, considering that I heard his soft giggles.

That boy!

Randy, grabbed my hand leading me outside to the car. I could feel Michael's eyes on me the whole entire time as well.

"Grace, would you like for me to take you home?"

"You are such a dumb ass! She drove herself to the house!" Michael spoke up out of nowhere.

"Since when did you ever care when she comes or goes! She isn't any of your fucking concern!" Randy turned to look at me with rosy cheeks of embarrassment. "I-I'm sorry, I completely forgot that you drove."

"It's okay, Randy.. it happens." I giggled a little bit.

Michael didn't say not another word more and walked to the other car to get in.

Randy, walked me over to his car, opened the door to help me in. After, he got settled in, we followed each other back to the Jackson family home.

On the way there, I couldn't help but just close my eyes and remember what it felt like, having Michael's hands caress my body. But, my mind, went a little bit further than what actually happened.

Shivers went down my spine, just imaging his big hands caressing my breasts. Having his long masculine fingers touch my nipples, flicking his fingers over them. Having his warm mouth, sucking my nipples. Feeling his hands travel down my stomach to my soaking lady parts. Slipping a finger inside of me without hesitation. Letting the palm of his hand smack against my swollen, sensitive nub. Causing me to jerk at every contact it makes.

I'm not for sure if it was my day dream or real life but I was about to cum.. again. I realized that it was real life when Randy, repeatedly said my name, letting me know we arrived back to the family home.

I was really frustrated now! Two bothers stopped me from reaching my ecstasy.. are they in cahoots or something? I just need to go home and well you know.. finish the job my damn self.

We got out of the car, everyone said their goodbyes and went inside, so it was just me and Randy. He kindly walked me over to my car.

"Grace, I had a really great time with you. Thank you, for going with me."

"Randy, I love spending time with you. I had an amazing time, thank you for inviting me." He gave me that Jackson smile..

"That's what friends are for. You are always invited. It's getting late so I should let you get home, before it gets any later." Randy, placed a kiss on my cheek before walking over to go inside of the house.

I walked closer to my car, getting my keys out of my purse, so I could unlock the door to get inside. Before, I even opened the door, I was being pushed against it. I was going to scream, but before I could, I knew that touch from anywhere.

Michael.

He quickly turned me around, so that my back was now against my car door. Michael's, eyes scanned me from head to toe. It was like he had x-ray vision, that he could see through my clothes. I felt exposed.

"God, my baby is so fucking perfect."

"Michael, we had this conversation.. I am not your baby. I will never be your baby.." I mumbled. Sorta feeling uncomfortable admitting it considering what happened at the movie theater.

"What do you mean you aren't my, baby? Yes, you are. You have always been my baby." Michael stared deeply into my eyes.

"Michael, we aren't dating. You never wanted anything to do with me, until you seen Randy almost kiss me. Then, you drug me into an empty room, having your way with me.. like always and I allow you to do it every time. Besides, I went on a date with, Randy.. I can't be seen with you!"

I am so in love with Michael that I'm not going to end up getting hurt by him again. I don't want him knowing he can just have apart of me, then leave to find someone else. I need to know he means it as much as I do.

"You honestly believe that I'm just using you? You can ask my mother and Janet. I have been talking to them about you for years, on how one day I am going to be man enough to make you my girlfriend. I mean, damn it, Grace, if I was trying to sleep with you, I would have fucked you in that movie room. What? Are you ashamed of being with me or something?" He said in a very anguish tone.

"Michael Joseph Jackson, I have been in love with you since the first time I laid eyes on you. All those years ago. I just sit back and watched you in silence. I knew that you would never want me the way I wanted  you." I told him in sincerity.

"Girl, I was being a stubborn asshole when it came to you. I didn't want to ruin you. But now, we can be together because, I'm not scared. Come on."

He didn't really give me a choice before we were walking into his home. We didn't have to do much sneaking in considering everyone else was in their own rooms doing whatever they normally do.

We got into his room and I was in full awe. His room has matured so much since the last time I was in here. He had all of his, number one records hung up on his wall, in picture frames. He had all of his awards hung up on shelves, which was a lot of them.

"Y-you know," he started off by wrapping his arms around my waist, kissing my neck. Removing my dress. "my room is now your room. I want to share everything with you."

His hands, rubbing my stomach. He changes his mind, that not being enough for him, he turned me around, so that he could properly lay me down on the bed. Only in my soaking thong and my matching lace bra.

"Ohhh, baby girl.. I need to see if you've been a bad girl or not, babe. Have you? Have you been a bad girl?"

"No. No, Michael I haven't. I didn't want a.. SHITTTT- worse punishment than what I was already going through." I lost my train of thought for a second when he starting rubbing my aching bud.

"Well, if you've been a good, girl. I'll reward you." Michael told me before he took his shirt off, throwing it carelessly in the floor, along with my matching bra and thongs leaving me completely naked.

I skimmed over his body, just being mesmerized by how breathtaking this man looks. How MY MAN looks.

My eyes kept traveling further down until bam, they hit their target. His very large hard on. I can see almost every outline detail of his erected shaft.

"You can touch me." He said, while watching me staring at his member intentionally.

"Michael, are you sure? Baby, we don't have to have sex.." I just want to reassure him, that we don't have to rush into this right now. His touch does justice for me.

"I have been waiting for over 12 years for this moment. I am more than ready." He hovered over me kissing my lips sweetly.

I quickly unbuttoned his pants sliding them off of him and then his boxers which he groaned when his member sprung free.

I've heard almost every guy compare their dick size. Saying that they have the bigger dick, they were lying, I'm sure of that. Michael's is beyond that. I know that.

I wrapped my hand around his swollen member causing him to shiver. I ran my thumb over the tip of his dick, spreading his precum. A lot more started oozing out when I squeezed his tip.

"B-baby, i just really want to be in you, right now."

I was just as inpatient as he was. I just couldn't wait to feel him. To be so intimate with him. To be so close to him. To be connected as one with him.

I placed him at my entrance allowing him to push slowly into me. I can immediately feel my walls expand.

"Shhhhhhhhit... Michael." I lightly clawed at his back when he hovered over me to claim my lips.

When he was all the way in... it felt like he was in my stomach. Like, that's literally how deep he felt like he was in. He filled me up..

It hurt like hell. A few tears ran down my face but that's just because of I'm not used to it, to having something stretch me out like that was a lot.

"Fu-fuck baby, you are so tight.... you are so tight around my dick, baby." He was in his own little world as I was in mine as well. "This is your reward, for being a good girl."

"G-go faster.. h-harder..." I wrapped my legs around his godly dancer hips that were working magic on me.

"A-as you wish baby. As you wish." He grabbed one of my legs, pushing it back for better access. I clawed at his back feeling, again, how deep he is. Listening to him moan is the cutest thing, that I have ever heard. He nuzzled his face in the crook of my neck, which caused his breathing to tickle my skin, making me shiver. "You are so beautiful, baby. God, I don't know why I waited so long to get you. I love you, baby. I love you." He didn't even give me time to answer before his lips attached to mine, moving perfectly in sync. His thumb found my aching little nub causing me to jerk a little at the sudden contact when he started rubbing it in circles.

"I love how responsive, sensitive and tight you are." Michael, moaned while attaching his lips around one of my nipples. I took that as a chance to flip us around, that way I was on top of him.

He was soooo much deeper this wayyyy.

"God, baby, you are so fucking biggg.." I groaned placing my hands on his chest moving my hips. His hands were on my hips helping my movements.

"You look so fucking sexy, riding my cock baby. Soooo fucking sexxxyyy. Shit that feeels goooood." He whimpered.

His cock kept repeatedly hitting my inner soft spot in all the right places, which caused my orgasm to come closer and closer.

Michael stopped the movement of my hips and started moving his against mine, which caused even more pressure down below.

"Shit... Michael you are gonna make me cum. I am soooo close baby fuck!" He started pounding himself against me which caused me to let go instantly. I was already there. There was no going back. I couldn't hold it much longer. I just couldn't.

"F-fuck, Grace im gonna cum.. I-I cant..." that's when I felt his cock jerk inside of me, feeling his warm liquid coating my insides.

I literally fell on top of him not able to even hold my self up any longer. His soft big hands rubbed my sweaty back.

"I love you, Grace." He whispered softly.

"I-I love you too, Michael."

(The smut scene sucked in this chapter. I will be fixing it sometime soon, but I just wanted to get something uploaded.)