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I snapped awake. It was dark outside, and i was laying on Michael.
He must've felt me wake up. "You okay?" He asked, running his hands up and down my back.
I nodded. "Just a nightmare." I said quietly.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
I shook my head, and Michael pulled me onto him. "Tell me about it." He ordered.
"I don't want to." I remarked.
"Well," Michael said, running his hands up and down my arms and staring into my eyes. "I might have to punish you if you don't."
I smiled. "You'll have to catch me first." I said, jumping up and running up the stairs.
"How old are we? six?" Michael asked, smiling up at me from the bottom level.
"No. Just come get me." I said, leaning on the railing on the staircase.
Michael sighed. "Alright." He said, running up the stairs.
I dashed into an empty room that had another staircase going down. I ran down it, and saw a pool.
I turned around and saw Michael behind me "Don't you dare." He said, smiling.
I looked at the pool and back at Michael. Was it worth it? All i had on was a bra and underwear.
I ran forward and dove into the pool. All i heard was Michael scream "Son of a bitch!" As i entered the water.
I came up for air. "Come get me." I teased, splashing him.
Michael jumped in the pool after me, and swam over to me.
"Hey babe." He whispered in my ear, grabbing me from behind.
"Hey..." I said putting my hands over his.
"Why would you take it this far?" I could feel his hot breath in my ear, and im not gonna lie; it was really turning me on.
"I thought it would be fun... But we just ended up wet." I laughed
Michael pulled me closer to him. I could feel his bulge in my back. "It wasn't fun. Now we're in a pool." He whispered.
I smiled to myself. "Yeah, so?" I asked.
I felt Michael let go of me and go underwater. I turned around to look for him, but couldn't find him.
All of the sudden i felt something go under me. It was Michael. I was on his shoulders, screaming at the top of my lungs.
"Shh little girl." Michael said.
I saw an older man, about the age of seventy, come to Michaels back yard. "I heard screaming." He said in a grumpy tone.
"We're fine, Mr. Jenkins. Thank you." Michael said.
"Where are your parents?" he asked.
"My parents are on a trip." Michael told him.
"Well keep it down." Mr. Jenkins said, walking back to his house.
"Crotchety neighbor." Michael commented.
"Ill say. So back to before." I said, still on Michael's shoulders.
He knocked me back off of him, and i made a big splash. "Asshole." I said when i came up.
Michael smiled and got out of the pool. He then offered me his hand to help me up, and pulled me onto the concrete with one arm.
"Jeez." I commented.
"What?" Michael asked.
"Nothing. So what now?" I asked whiled wringing our my hair.
"Well, we should get our wet clothes off." Michael said. Obviously.
"Well i didn't bring another bra. I thought i would spend one night." I told him.
"That's okay. Ill put it in the dryer then we can go get more." Michael suggested.
I nodded and followed him inside. Michael took my underwear and have me another oversized T-shirt to wear. "Sorry, this is the only thing i have." He said, shrugging.
"Its fine. It smells like you so we're good." I said.
Michael laughed. "Good."
Michael was sitting on the couch and i was standing in front of him. He stood up, grabbed my torso, and pulled me down onto him.
I sat on his lap with my feet on his thighs. "Am I crushing you?" I asked, laughing.
"My dick slightly, but no. You're actually rather light." Michael murmured, playing with a strand of my blonde hair.
"You love cuddling, huh?"I asked.
"Mhm," Michael said, kissing me. "But I love something else even more." He added.
"What would that be?" I asked even though i knew.
"I think you know." Michael smirked.
"You said not until i was ready." I pointed out.
Michael held up his hands "i know, that's why we haven't."
I smiled to myself and snuggled up against Michael. I love teasing him.
HEY GUYS I WAS THINKING OF ADDING MICHAELS POINT OF VIEW IN THE NEXT CHAPTER. COMMENT WHAT YOH THINK
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FanfictionHe always hit on me, begged me to skip with him, and always told me how much he loved me. I was daddy's little girl. A goody-goody. But not anymore.