"I've missed you so much, Michael. I'll never leave again" I carressed the side of his face as he looked deep into my eyes. I never got tired of him looking at me that way. He leaned in closer to whisper into my ear and said "And I don't plan on ever letting you go again." As he whispered in my ear, I closed my eyes because of the feeling of his warm breath blowing on my skin. I grinned and turned to look at him. Just as I saw him, Michael kissed me hard again and never let me down. I knew what he wanted and he was craving it. Michael wants the same thing I now want. I finally broke free from his kiss and he kept planting his sweet lips over my neck and partially exposed upper chest. "Michael, don't you think we should go to our room if we're going to do this?"



Michael didn't bother hesitating. He slid his hand to my back and held me in his arms while carrying and kissing me all the way up to our room. We almost fell a few times but we both giggled and just went back to kissing. It took us until the fourth trip up the stairs for me to finally say,"Why don't we both walk?" Michael let go of me and I grabbed his hand and guided him up the stairs. I could feel his eyes still on me. He never stopped watching. We finally got to the top of the steps and when we did, I looked back at Michael and decided to go into seductive mode. "Mikey, how badly do you want me?" "So much. I'm going to be dealing with you for a long time." We giggled and I whispered to him,"Then you better come and get me." and bolted to our room.




I ran into the room and just when I was about to shut it, Michael stopped it with his hand and walked in with a sinister smile on his face. "Oh. Someone wants to be.......a little tease, don't you?" said Michael. I nodded to him and watch him bite his lower lip. OH MY GOD! Why do I have the urge to melt just by watching him do that? I've never felt that before! I walked to him and kissed him again and shut the door. I felt his hands go from my waist to my stomach, up my torso, passed my ribs and right to the top of my shirt at the upper part of my chest. Michael then slid his hands back down and started to pull his shirt out of his slacks. I helped him and then tried to get my shirt off. But he stopped me. "Uh uh. That's my job. You gotta wait until we're on the bed." I laughed and whispered,"I've been waiting for far too long. I want you now. Don't make me wait."



"You won't ever have to go through that again. Because we will get married. I won't let anything break us apart again. We will marry. I love you." "I love you, more." I pushed my mouth hard and deep on Michael's as we tried to walk to the bed. Michael turned us around and he sat on the bed, looking up to me as I stood inbetween his open legs. I slowly slid each leg on either side of him and got onto his lap, holding him close to me as I kissed him again but ever so gently and softly. Michael's lips felt so soft and warm and sweet. They were so perfect. I would kiss him forever if I could. This time, I reached for my own shirt. I pulled the shirt over my head as Michael watched me with me still sitting on his lap. I threw my shirt to the floor and started undo Michael's shirt.




"God, you're beautiful." said Michael, as he looked at me with my black bra with red lace overset ontop. "It took me to take me shirt off for you to say that?" I teased, planting sweet gentle kisses on his neck. "No, but I haven't said that to you yet. You're always beautiful to me. And you always will be." I unbuttoned the last button on his shirt and slowly slid it down his arms and let him take his hands out. He was still wearing a white undershirt underneath and he attempted to take it off. But that is my job. "Uh uh. You're supposed to let me do that for you." I giggled. He put his hands in the air as if he was surrendering. I pulled his shirt over his head and threw it next to mine, still laying on the floor. I stared into his gorgeous big brown eyes as I glided my hands up his torso to his chest and felt his body heat on my hands.



I leaned down to kiss him and he held my head in his hands while I placed my hands on his sides. I slowly started to grind against him as I passionately shared a kiss with him. Michael slowly made his tongue meet mine and french kissed me as he slid his hand up and down my spine. As we kissed, I lightly pushed him down to his back laid ontop of him. Michael then brought his hands to the front of my jeans and opened them up and slid his hands just above butt and started to slide my jeans past my thighs. I broke the sweet french kiss and looked down to the zipper of his pants and teasingly opened his pants. I watched Michael sit up and take his pants off then allowed him to take control. I layed on my back and let Michael slide my jeans off. He then came ontop of me and started to kiss my chest.



"Ugh....Michael. Tell me how much you missed me." I moaned. He got inbetween my legs and brought his lips to mine. "I missed your voice *kiss* I missed your smile *kiss* I missed your touch *kiss* I missed everything about you *long french kiss*" I moaned between each french kiss Michael gave me. Uncontrollably, my hands went to his navy blue boxers and started to slide them down his sides. As I pulled his down, Michael took his right hand and traced the lining of my black underwear. "You know I love this underwear and bra." he said, seductivly after releasing my lips for one second. He lifted my lower back up a little so he could pulled down my underwear and finish removing his.



Michael sat up and slid my underwear off my legs then completely took off his own. I got under the covers and watched Michael get under as well. This time, I'm starting the love making. I rolled onto him and just placed soft kisses on his cheeks and neck while I set myself just right. Once when I was ready, I did what Michael always did. Started nice and slow. "Taylor......I missed you so much......Ugh." moaned Michael. He kept pulling my upward while burying his face into my neck. "Oh, God.........I missed you more.......I missed you too much........I love you, Michael.......Ugh!" I replied. When we finally started getting into our moment together, Michael rolled us over and was back on me. He took total control and started harder. "Oh Taylor.......Oh, God.........I love you" "Michael......Mmm.......Ah."



*10 minutes later*



We laid in bed with Michael and I on our sides looking at each other. Michael held my right hand in his left and just stared deep into my eyes as if he was looking into my soul and saw everything about me. "I love you, Taylor." "I love you." We shared a smile then Michael scooted closer to me, his warm body against mine. He started placing soft kisses all over my forehead. I closed my eyes as I felt each time his lips touched my skin.



"I'm happy to see you're still wearing your engagemnt ring." he said. "How could I take it off? I would feel like I'm breaking my promise." as I spoke, Michael laid onto me and watched me as I talked. "I know. I was just saying that I'm glad you're still going to marry me." said Michael. I put my hand on the back of his head and made him bring his mouth to mine. We kissed passionately for a moment and then I felt Michael move. He got right inbetween my legs again and broke the kiss. "I wasn't kidding when I said I'm going to be dealing with you for a while. We have a lot of love to make up for three years." Michael said in his low, sexy voice. "Oh! That's right. Well, I guess we should catch up then." I gave him a sinister smile and kissed him again. Thus, round 2 of our love making began.