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⋆‧°𓏲ּ𝄢. “please? one more and that’s it I promise, baby!” you whined to your boyfriend who sat next to you. trying to relax by the pool but god you were pleading him ever since he first opened his eyes that morning.
usually Michael would oblige after an hour or so but he was firm this time. the amount of heels you had at his house was ridiculous, plus the other thirty five laying around in your closet at home. In his mind he was only trying to help you but in yours it was really just ‘one more’. a frown slowing forming on your lips as you watched him look away from your direction. unable to see his eyes but you know for a fact he rolled his eyes at you. “my love, i’m doing you a favor. you don’t need anymore heels” Michael replied, not coldly but firmly. only for his view to suddenly be blocked by a newspaper. showing an image of a pair of kitten heels, all colorful and what not. your eyes watching him observe them before Michael removed his shades to look at your pretty face. already internally smirking at the look in his eyes. the setting was perfect, a hot ass sunny day, your skin warming on the spots that your tiny bikini couldn’t get to. those eyes of his already checking you out. Michael was only a man after all.
“please?” you whispered once more, all doe eyed and sweet dreams in his eyes.
eventually he let out one big huff, raising an eyebrow at you with a tilt on his head. “you promise this is the last one?” Michael asked.
“I promise, baby. Last pair okay?” You promised, already leaning over to press fat kisses all over his face. Of course Michael melted almost instantly, your warm body pressed all up on him with his eyes having a nice view of your breast. oh, the floral scent on your skin was nice too. everything about you was perfect, Michael wasn’t going to be able to say no alll day to someone like you.
“uh huh… go grab my card buy them on the computer. then you come back and maybe let me love on you?” Michael whispered as your excited kisses turned into sloppy ones. lips forming a smile against his face. pulling away to look down at him, your body already up and ready to leave.
“is that a question Michael? or a demand” you teased, biting your bottom lip as his hand trailed to grope your ass.
“a question”
“then yes, you can love on me baby” you cooed at him before walking away. his large hand giving your ass a gentle smack which got him a laugh in return.
As long as you’re happy Michael is too.
