That Night. . .

As soon as we get in his hotel room, he throughs me up against the the door, touching me, kissing me, and whispering to me sexy words. We were both really drunk, so it didn't seem like anything personal.

"Oh baby, I'm gonna rip your pussy to shreds," he says into my neck.

"I dare you," I bit his ear.

He roughly picks me up and throw me onto the big king bed. He bit my panties off as I took off my dress.

"Wait here," he rushes to the kitchen.

Michael grabbed strawberries and chocolate. Meanwhile, I was completely naked with heels on his bed, and all he had on was jeans. No shirt.

God damn he looks so sexy. I thought to myself.

He puts the stuff down by the bed and grabs me by my waist towards the end of the bed, right into his face.

"C'mere baby," he says very naughty. "...And for dessert we'll have, chocolate strawberries with a side of fresh kitty."

"Ooo, sounds good, but I rather have chocolate erection," I said winking and biting my lip.

He throws strawberries all over my body and squirts chocolate syrup all over me as well. Especially, on my clit. He starts devouring me as if I was a piece of banana cream pie to him.

"I'm feeling dirty, spank me, daddy," I bit my lip.

He puts me over lap while I'm sucking the soul out of him-he's spanking too- he moans crazily.

"Ughhhhh! you got a good mouth baby girl!" he shouts lowkey.

All of a sudden there's a knock at the door. He picked me on his shoulder, throws my cloths into his closet.

"Baby girl, that's my manger. He's here to check on me," he said while putting me in the bathroom.

"Wait? What?" I said confused.

He throws on some pajama pants with no underwear. He still has a boner.

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Michael's POV
"Michael! Open up! You okay in there?" my manger speaks through the door.

"I'll be right there! Just a sec!" I yell.

I Rush to the door, opening it, his erection still high. I embarrassedly cover it.

"Uh? Mike you busy?" he giggled.

"Yeah, just watching porn, ya know? It's Saturday," I said nervously laughed.

"Um? okay, let know if you need anything," he wink.

I slammed door. I always thought he was gay. Then I remembered. ASHLEY! I thought. I run to the bathroom. She was asleep in the bathtub, naked. She's so cute. I carried her to my bed. And tucked her in.

Wow! Am I sober or still drunk. We might have not really fucked but, wow! Is she young? Is she just a fan? Or was it just a stupid mistake? Am I falling for her? Impossible. We were drunk, I'm stupid. I couldn't get out of my mind as I thought about her right next to me.

To be continued. . .