Love Me Like You Do

..:: Sixteen ::..

Descriptive sexual scenes

"Oh, God, Michael!"

Sighs and gasps of pleasure filled the room once more, soft moans and passionate words exchanged between the lovers.

Michael's head was buried between Sarah's legs, mouth and tongue driving her absolutely wild with longing and desire. He had been bringing her to the edge and suddenly stopping so as to bring her to that ultimate release ever so slowly.

She was alight with passion, a thin layer of sweat covering her from head to toe. Never would she have ever imagined in the wildest of dreams to be in bed with Michael Jackson, making the most amazing love together. 

A smile spread across his cheekbones as his finger gently dug into Sarah's hips to carefully hold them open and still. Blowing a slow stream of air along the length of her sex, groaning at the sigh of her becoming wetter by the second. "What do we have here?" He cooed, his eyes sparkling in the most mischievous of ways. It was so sensual.

Tiny whimpers escaped her. Their love making had been going on for hours. She didn't even have a clue as to what time it was. But she didn't care. All Sarah knew was the heat, the passion, the love between her and Michael. 

His fingers slowly sank into her depths, stroking, caressing, tenderly yet deeply, all the while as gentle as possible. He groaned at the feeling, God, she was so wet and hot– only for him. Knowing he caused all this brought such an intense fire to his blood, rushing through his veins at inhuman speed. 

Back and forth, kitten licks and strokes along her clit, taking in all she had to offer him. Michael was in complete and total ecstasy, completely intoxicated and desiring her body in so many ways, it nearly scared him.

Pulling back he smirked playfully down into Sarah's eyes, soon claiming her lips into a kiss so deep it stole their breath away. Never has he wanted and desired a woman like this. He simply had to have her over and over again.

His length was hot and throbbing with need against her, and Sarah trembled, longing to have him buried to the hilt. Michael had been so gentle this entire time, gentle yet overwhelming. Never did she imagine the first time being so amazing. She always heard it was painful, but Michael made it memorable in so many ways.

As they became one, both cried out at the sensation, becoming still to prolong the moment. The way he throbbed within her nearly sent her over the edge and into the heavens. Michael groaned and held her tight against his body, throbbing in time with the beat of her own heart. After a long moment, he began to move, gazing deep into Sarah's eyes.

"I can't get over how incredible you feel, Sarah," Michael whimpered, biting his lip to prolong his orgasm.

Wrapping her legs tight about his slender hips, she drew him as deep as possible, fully and completely. They again met in a passionate kiss, as his movements picked up, stroking back and forth in deep and fluid strokes. 

Michael groaned and pressed her hands above her head, trailing hot kisses down the column of Sarah's throat, nipping and claiming her flesh between his teeth. "God, baby," he sighed, licking the now sensitive skin. "The things you do to me, can you feel it?"

"Yes!" Sarah cried out as his thrusts became deeper. "Michael!"

He smiled and pulled back, releasing her wrists and sitting up on his knees, switching positions to drive himself deeper, stroking ever so slowly as he kept a firm but gentle hold upon her hips. Hearing her gasp of surprise sent another thrill through his veins.

"Please tell me how you want me, Sarah," Michael cooed, eyes half closed. "Tell me how good you feel."

She squeaked and whimpered at the sudden change, hands grasping his muscular thighs for support. "Every way possible, Michael," Sarah gasped. "You feel… you feel so good!"

Again he smiled, tenderly yet seductively, thrusting as deep as possible, remaining gentle and tender. The sounds of their flesh meeting over and over echoed through the room, and he nearly came right there. As Sarah fluttered around him he groaned, flinging his head back a moment as he stilled, holding off his orgasm with a grunt.

"Not yet, baby," Michael sighed, pulling out with a seductive smirk, smiling at her sounds of frustration. "I wanna feel you a different way, is that ok?"

Sarah nodded and gasped as Michael carefully flipped her over on all fours, pulling her hips up, fully exposing her as he slowly slipped back inside of her. "Michael!"

"Sarah, God…" He whimpered.

Over and over their hips met in a sensual dance of lovers across time and space. The world could cease to exist and neither would care. All that mattered was each other, and the passionate love shared between them.

Her hands fisted in the covers, head tossed back in total ecstasy and pleasure. When Michael curled his fingers into the hair at the base of her neck, she nearly came then and there. The gentle tugging sent a thrill down her spine, waves of fire raged through her blood.

Michael groaned and thrust as deep as he possibly could, movements becoming erratic and deeper. He was close, so very close.

"Are you gonna cum with me?" He whispered hotly against Sarah's ear. "I wanna feel you all around me in every way possible."

Another gasp and whimper as Michael's lips closed around her earlobe. The way his mouth caressed and suckled the tender and sensitive flesh sent shockwaves through her very soul. "Please, Michael, please!"

With a deep groan of pleasure, Michael exploded and came just as she did, "Oh, fuck!"

Hearing him swear sent her over the edge yet again, somehow it was surprising and yet so erotic. Her body clenched tightly around him, fluttering and contacting in the most sensual of ways.

Michael managed to lay Sarah upon her back and collapse upon her breast, gasping for breath as they both came down from their respective orgasms. He swallowed rapid breaths of air, as the feel of her fingers stroking his hair brought him back to earth.

"Sorry for swearing."

She smiled, "Don't worry Michael. It was actually really hot."

"Seriously?" He chuckled, sitting up on his forearms to gaze deeply into her lovely eyes. "It was so embarrassing for me, though."

"It was the heat of the moment."

"True."

They met in a tender and heartfelt kiss before settling upon the tangled sheets, legs entwined and bodies flush to the other. It was something from a dream for both, that much was certain. 

A dream neither wanted to end.

Falling into a blissful slumber, they remain entwined, allowing sleep to fully claim their bodies into a much needed period of rest.