"I'm gunna miss you. When will I see you again?" Michael asked. "Soon, Michael. I promise. Very soon."As released each other's grip, we looked at each other for one last time for the night. Without even thinking, I noticed we were leaning into each other slowly and Michael wasn't looking into my eyes anymore. He was staring at my lips.



I closed my eyes knowing what was going to happen. Once when my eyes shut, I felt Michael's sweet, soft, smooth lips against mine. Michael kissed me so slowly, smoothly and passionately that I didn't want him to stop. Just the way he caressed my lips with his was breathtaking. I knew I was enjoying myself Michael seemed to enjoy it too because I felt one of his hands starting slowly going up and down my back as his other hand pulled my body closer to his. All I did was keep one of my arms around his neck and caress the side of his face. We kissed for about two minutes but it felt like forever. We stopped for a second and then Michael pulled my face closer to his to give me one more quick kiss.



After he gave me the last kiss, all we could do was stare at each in shock. "Uh. . . I'm sorry. I shouldn't have kissed you. I am so very sorry." Michael was being apologetic, I couldn't get a word in. "Michael! Stop. I'm alright. You don't have to apologize." I was trying to get him to stop because why should he apologize for something I enjoyed? "You're not mad? I thought you would be mad at me." "Michael, if I didn't want you to kiss me, do you really think I would have let you kiss me for that long?" "No. I guess not." I giggled "Well. . .Michael, I'm glad you kissed me. If we could I would have kissed you longer than that." "Well, why can't we? Couldn't you just tell you driver that you're staying?" I didn't think about that.



"Hello?" Ethan, my driver, answered. "Hey, Ethan. I am so very sorry. There is a change of plains. I'm staying the night with Mr. Jackson. Again, I'm really sorry." "But what are you going to do for clothes?" Ethan asked. Not even accepting my apologies. "I'll be fine, Ethan. I let you know when to come and get me. Thank you. Bye." I hung up with Ethan and looked at Michael with a smile on both of our faces and wrapping my arms around his neck again.. "So, you're staying the night, huh?" Michael had a look on his face showing that he was pleased to know I was staying while keeping his arms around my waist. "Yep. I am staying right here with you."



Michael then kissed me again and held me as close as he could. This time he felt comfortable with it because he knew I was okay and I wanted him to kiss me. But I guess Michael got really comfortable with it because I noticed that he picked me up and had my legs around him and he carried me to his bed and laid me down. We stopped and got completely on the bed with Michael on top of me. I started to caress this side of his face again and just stare in his eyes. He lightly kissed my lips, then the side of my cheeck and then started to kiss my neck.



I realized that he started to lift up my shirt while slightly and gently grinding against me. "Wait, Michael. Stop." He looked at me and asked,"What's wrong? Did I do something?" "Should we really do this? I mean, we just found out that we like each other. Are we truly ready?" "I am. I've been waiting for this moment. Taylor, even though I didn't know it was you, I have loved you for a long time and I have wanted this moment to come." I wasn't sure what I wanted. I love Michael but am I ready? Am I ready to give myself to Michael? "I'm sorry. I guess I'm just shocked that this is happening." "So do you want to?" Michael had a look of hope but understanding. "Yes. I want to. Come here." I giggled and kissed Michael again.



After a little bit, Michael and I were under his covers with nothing on except I kept on my bra. Michael looked at me and asked me,"Are you absolutely sure want to do this?" I had to think to make sure I did. "Yes. I want to." "Okay. You ready?" "Mmm hmm." Michael then started off real slow and easy. I think he was still nervous even though he wanted to do this. He kept his head in my shoulder. I don't think he wanted me to see his face. "Are you okay?" "Just fine. Just keep going. You're doing fine." I was totally okay and knew that I wanted this. Michael started to go a little bit harder and slightly faster but still slow. "Oh, God. Michael. Mmm. Oh my, God." Michael started to kiss my neck again and then back to my lips. We kissed the whole time we were under the sheets but there were still sounds coming out of me and Michael



After about 10 minutes. . .



"I think I love you." Michael said. He laid his head on my chest with his arm wrapped around me and my arms wrapped around him while I stroked his hair. "If you do, I love you, too. I love you very much." I kissed the top of his head before he looked at me. "You do? You love me back?" "Of course I do. What girl wouldn't love you?" Michael placed his head back on my chest. "I've just never been loved by anyone like you before. I have never felt so happy with anyone since we were seperated. I wasn't lying when I said that I really missed you." "Even though we just found out about us loving each other," I kissed the top of his head again and made him look at me. "I love you." He smiled at me and gave me one last passionate kiss. Michael then laid his head, once again, back on my chest fell asleep. After watching him for a few minutes I fell asleep as well.