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Unbelievable

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Never before had she felt the bone-deep weariness that now gripped her, rendering her legs nearly immobile. A groggy haze still clung to her as the shrill ringing of her alarm clock, sounding much too soon, reminded her that she had barely managed two hours of sleep. And all because of Michael.

Anica couldn't even begin to tally the number of times Michael had made her climax the night before. He had opened her eyes to a level of passion she thought only existed in the pages of romance novels. She found herself swept away in a wave of pleasure, too enthralled to even consider complaining.

As she tried to disentangle herself from his arms, Michael's drowsy voice halted her retreat. He lay there, still half-asleep, his eyes shut tight, unwilling to let her go.

"Where are you off to, baby?" he murmured, pulling her back into his embrace.

"School," she managed, her exhaustion palpable. "I need to shower—Michael!" Her protest was cut short as he enveloped her in his arms once more, unwilling to relinquish his hold.

"Just a few more minutes," he whispered, planting gentle kisses on her shoulders with his eyes still closed.

Damn. Michael Jackson sounded downright irresistible in the morning.

If Anica were given the choice, she would opt to remain in Michael's warm embrace instead of attending school, as no urgent tasks were demanding her attention. However, the presence of Michael's mother and sisters in the mansion posed a dilemma for her - they mustn't discover her existence. She was reluctant to confine herself to the master bedroom, so she decided to go and get some fresh air. Anica pondered how Michael and his security team would discreetly escort her out of the mansion without alerting his family, which made her feel like a hidden figure.

"Michael, I have to go," she murmured as he nestled against her, appearing hesitant to release her.

"Stay," he mumbled drowsily.

His voice sent shivers down her spine. Augh, that bedroom voice sounded so sexy! "Michael, your mother and sisters are here. It's best if they don't see me. Remember?"

His expression clouded with realization, prompting him to reluctantly release her. The weight of their situation had almost slipped his mind. "Sorry, my bad,"

He lazily embraced her again, giving her a quick kiss before letting her go. She mustered a weary smile before slowly getting out of bed. Her steps were heavy as she made her way to the bathroom, longing to remain in his arms for a little longer.

As Anica felt the water on her skin, memories of their passionate night flooded her mind. She came to realize that Michael was not just the King of Pop, but also a master of seduction. Despite the cold water, she found herself craving him so intensely that she began to touch herself, mimicking his touch. Lost in pleasure, she didn't notice him sneak up behind her, watching as she sensually lathered her body, driving him wild with desire.

Before she knew it, he was there, asking, "Need help?" Anica was startled by his sudden appearance, but before she could respond, he pulled her close and kissed her passionately.

Michael dropped his towel to the floor, revealing his erect member. Anica felt a surge of desire as she knew their passion would ignite once again.

"I'll be late for school," she gasped as Michael eagerly attended to her beautiful, alluring breasts. Her friend Caroline always said she had irresistible boobies, and Michael couldn't resist it either. Anica noticed he always lingered on her breasts during their encounters.

"Just a quickie," he muttered, consumed by his desire. Without hesitation, his fingers found their way between her legs, a mischievous grin playing on his lips as he discovered her readiness. As he pleasured her with his fingers, Anica couldn't help but moan in delight. "You're so beautiful baby," he whispered as he kissed her, lost in the ecstasy of their connection.