Chapter Eight
It had been four days since Michael had taken Jaiden to the Art Exhibit and surprised her with a beautiful roof top dinner.
And each day since that day, they had made time to spend together...even if it wasn't much time.
When Michael had business to attend to, Jaiden would use the time to take in more of Paris, but also took a day trip to another part of France that boasted a spectacular countryside. Jaiden met some local people and was therefore able to photograph some normally private properties. She also took pictures of the various people she met, whether in Paris or while in another part of the country.
On another one of her times without Michael, she took a sketching class that was being held outside. Anyone was welcome and lovely art models sat for people to sketch them. Jaiden discovered that sketching was, in a way, similar to photography. It was lighting, shapes, contours and shadows. She had enjoyed the sketching and let her mind relax as she took in the late afternoon air which had become warmer each day.
One afternoon she spent the entire time sitting in the park listening to local musicians play for all the enjoy.
The sun was shining brightly that day and the grass was becoming so lush and green and Jaiden decided to lay down on her back in the grass, close her eyes and listen to the music. It was soft, happy music and in between songs, she heard birds singing their melodies in the trees and also heard the faint trickling of a small fountain near by.
Each day that passed, she realized that Paris was about so much more than just the Eiffel Tower. It was a city of incredible architecture, delicious food, beautiful gardens and interesting people.
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With a cup of tea in her hand, Jaiden sat at the window in her hotel room. She had pulled up a comfy chair to the window, opened the window wide and enjoyed the view. One of her favorite things about the city was the lights at night.
Even in Chicago, she had a comfortable chair that was always facing out her living room window. She would sit there for hours just watching the people and the traffic and the lights. She even knew the timing of the traffic lights and exactly when each street light would come on. She loved feeling a part of all of it and the lights and sounds of traffic were somehow comforting to her.
In Paris, from the larger buildings to the smaller cafés, each had a special glow. Some of the restaurants and boutiques had small shrubbery near the front entrances and each had tiny lights intertwined throughout.
Everything in Paris seemed to be about atmosphere. Earlier that evening before she got back to her hotel room, it was turning to dusk and she walked by a lovely boutique. She noticed in it's window that it had tiny lamps in the shape of candles. Immediately upon seeing them, her mind was taken back to her dinner with Michael.
Jaiden still felt like saying thank you just wasn't enough for what he did. She honestly didn't know how she could possibly put in to words how he made her feel that night and saying thank you even a hundred times since then just didn't seem like enough.
Although Jaiden enjoyed everything she was seeing and doing the past few days, she was finding herself wishing that Michael was with her to enjoy all of it as well. She was usually very independent and most of the time she preferred exploring new things on her own, but there was something about Michael that was so different. When he saw something that he thought was beautiful, he really appreciated it. He seemed to like to explore things as much as Jaiden did and he had the same natural curiosity --the drive to know was was going on or how something was made or what made something work.
She really liked that about him and liked sharing that part of herself with him.
Sitting there admiring the outside beauty of Paris the inside beauty of Michael, Jaiden took a sip of her tea and wondered if Michael had spent time thinking of her over the past few days.
Even though they still saw each other each day, it was never for very long and she realized that he was in her thoughts when they weren't together.
"He's probably been too busy to think of me." she thought. Besides, who is to say he wasn't seeing someone back in the US? They hadn't actually talked about it. For all she knew, he had many girlfriends or one serious one.
With a deep sigh, she took another sip of her now luke warm tea, slouched down a bit on the chair and let her head rest against the back of it. She closed her eyes and wondered what Michael was doing at that very moment.
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Thinking about Jaiden. That's all Michael had done when he wasn't with her. He focused 100% on work during meetings and conference calls, but during business dinners and times when he had to sign the same things over and over, he kept thinking back to the dinner he had with Jaiden on the roof.
He loved the look on her face when she saw the table and the lanterns and how pretty everything looked.
Michael had paid some of the Exhibit workers to set it up for him and of course to sign a confidentiality agreement. The last thing he wanted was for helicopters to fly above the entire time or for tabloid photographers to invade his privacy.
Even if those things had happened, Michael was sure Jaiden would have handled it alright. He hoped so anyway.
He was just finishing jotting down some lyrics that popped in to his head earlier. Whenever Michael had a new melody or new words to a song in his mind, he had to write everything down immediately. He always did things the old fashioned way and used a pen and paper. It was quicker that way and felt more personal.
There. Done.
Now he had the evening to himself.
He called his mother on the phone and told her that things were going well. She was worried about him being lonely because she always worried about that. Michael told her he had met someone and was spending time with her. He realized it was probably not a good idea to tell his mother that because she then bombarded him with so many questions: Who was the girl? Was she a fan? Was she treating him well? Was she after him for his money or his celebrity or something else?
She reminded him to be careful and he reassured her as best he could.
After the phone call, he lay on the bed in his hotel room.
"I wonder what Jaiden is doing?" he thought to himself. He figured she was off wandering around the city again since she loved doing that so much. He couldn't wait to see all the photos she'd been taking and she had told him about the room at her apartment where she developed her own film. It would be so interesting to see that process, but how would he see it or the photos unless he went to see her? He guessed that she could send him some. Then again, she would be busy with her regular life again after her holiday in Paris.
Michael wondered if Jaiden lived alone. He wondered if she had a boyfriend. He wondered about all the things he wished he would have asked her.
He put his arms behind his head and closed his eyes. In his mind, he re-played visiting the Art Exhibit with Jaiden and then their dinner together. They had met for lunch and for an hour here and there over the last few days and they tried to see each other as often as they could, but that night on the roof top stayed in the front of Michael's mind.
When he kissed Jaiden's hand, her skin was so soft and he was almost sure he tasted honey on his lips afterward. He loved the look in her eyes when he spoke to her. How all of her attention was on him and how her eyes sparkled in the candle light. A smile slowly began to appear on Michael's lips.
He inhaled a deep breath and felt so warm inside simply by thinking about Jaiden.
But simply 'thinking' about her was not enough.
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Jaiden had finished her tea, closed the window and ran herself a warm bath. She tied back her hair, then added her honey scented bubble bath to the water and climbed in. She got down on her hands in knees in the water and then rested her bottom on her feet and swirled the water around as she looked at all the bubbles.
Soon she moved to a position where she could easily slide under the water and immerse herself. She decided to wash her hair, so she took the elastic band out and swished her hair in the water and ran her fingers through her wavy hair.
The water felt so good and so warm on her face and she noticed steam rising from her breasts as they peeked out of the bubbles.
Lifting her head out of the water, she leaned back against the back of the tub and watched the steam begin to rise from her legs which she now hung over the edge of the tub.
Jaiden had shaved her legs that morning and loved the feeling of smoothness as she ran her hand from her ankle, slowly up to the top of her thigh. She let her eyes gently close and moved her hand to her collar bone and then slide down to her right breast. Her breasts were large, but not overly so and they sat so perfectly in the warm water. Jaiden's curviness was most noticeable around her buttocks and thighs, but they were still smooth and she took care of herself with daily exercise and pampering of her skin.
She let her hand rest on her breast before moving it down her abdomen and then fully under the water.
Her mind began to think of Michael's skin. It was so beautiful. His hands were soft. His face was soft. Jaiden licked her lips and imagined what the rest of Michael's body felt like.
She pictured his chest and how she wanted to run her hands over it. She then began to imagine how she would move her hands up his chest and over his broad shoulders. She thought of Michael's neck and how many times she'd wanted to kiss his sweet skin there. She could almost feel the warmth on her mouth right then and there.
As Jaiden's mind filled with sensual thoughts of Michael's lovely body, she began to touch her own body in a place that was becoming more and more wet and it had nothing to do with the water in her bath.
She slowly moved her left hand from her thigh up to her left breast, while her right hand was filling her with desire --desire for Michael.
Jaiden licked her lips again and could taste the salt on them because she was beginning to perspire. She leaned her head all the way back as she felt her heart rate increasing.
Letting out a soft moan, she bit her bottom lip and began moving her hand a bit faster. The fire and burning for Michael was so intense.
Dammit. DAMMIT. She wanted him.
And in her mind, at that moment, she was very close to having him, when suddenly there was a knock at her door.
Jaiden's eyes quickly opened. It was the annoying knock of the hotel staff.
"I'm not answering it." she said out loud, remembering how earlier she'd asked housekeeping to bring her another ice bucket so she could keep the bottle of wine chilled that she had purchased in the countryside.
Again, she let her head gently fall back against the back of the tub. Again she closed her eyes and instantly her mind was filled with Michael.
Just seeing his smile in her mind was sending shivers throughout her body.
She lowered her hand back under the bubbles...
knock. knock. KNOCK.
"Oh come ON!" she said and with a loud sigh, She got up, wrapped her robe around herself and went in to the dark bedroom and toward the door.
She had nearly tripped over her bag, but luckily the room was lit just enough by the city lights that she saw it just in time.
She decided she was going to be polite to the housekeeping staff...after all, she was the one who called them. But she was really too annoyed to want to be polite.
Jaiden quickly opened the door and immediately felt a hot shock shoot to the place her right had had just been moments ago in the bath.
"Michael." She said in a deep voice as she found herself once again biting her lower lip.
"Jaiden." Michael said. He looked at her. She was in her robe and her hair was dripping wet. The robe was barely tied up and was opening at the top and at the bottom. Michael could see Jaiden's left thigh. He could smell honey.
Jaiden looked into Michael's eyes. They seemed different. There was something behind them --and then she realized what it was --lust.
Her knees felt weak. Her heart began to pound.
Michael could see Jaiden biting her lip. He could feel heat coming from her body even through her robe. His whole body was aching. He didn't ask to be invited in.
He stepped in to the room and reached his hand out behind him to shut the door. He noticed the room was lit only by the glow of the city lights.
Jaiden watched him step closer to her until he was right in front of her.
There was no questioning what he wanted and Jaiden wanted to give it to him.
Michael reached out his hand and took the tie to her robe. His eyes never left hers. He slowly pulled the tie until Jaiden's robe began to open.
He looked down at Jaiden's body. He could see her breasts moving with the rhythm of her breathing. He noticed her smooth belly, her beautiful hips and thighs and her legs which were glistening and damp.
He remembered the first time he'd seen her damp from a bath --in a towel, but he hadn't seen all of her then.
It was Michael's turn to lick his full lips. He took in her beauty. Appreciated it. He wanted to touch her. He needed to feel her skin against his skin.
Jaiden sensed Michael's thoughts and slowly reached up and began unbuttoning his white shirt. She could smell that unmistakable scent of soap and spice. It was a smell that was making her whole body tingle. Her breasts began to heave as her breathing became deeper and more intense. She stood there in an open robe so close to Michael and she knew he could see almost all of her.
And she knew she wanted him to.
Jaiden undid the last button on Michael's shirt and moved her hands up his warm chest. His skin was so smooth.
"Oh God..." she thought. She had just been imagining doing this while she was in the tub minutes earlier and now she was actually doing it. She felt like it was a dream, but she knew it wasn't.
She let her hands glide over the top of his shoulders and then moved his shirt off his body and let it fall to the floor. He stood there wearing belted black pants and she stood there in an open robe.
The heat between the two was almost too much, yet all their actions, all their movements, were slow. They were taking time to enjoy the moments leading up to what each of them wanted.
Michael inched closer to Jaiden. And closer still. She had no choice but to back up further and further until she felt the bed touch the back of her legs.
A jolt went from her head to her toes. He wanted her on the bed. The very thought made her head spin. She could hear Michael's breathing become stronger and see the lights from the city shining on his gorgeous face.
Michael reached out his hand and touched the side of Jaiden's face. He moved his fingers slightly down and over her mouth. Jaiden let her tongue taste his fingers before he moved them down toward her chin. His fingers felt like fire on Jaiden's already hot flesh.
He ran his fingers down the side of her neck and down passed her collarbone and finally to the top of her left breast.
He kept his fingers there for a moment...never taking his eyes off Jaiden's brown eyes. He raised one eyebrow and let it fall. Just a simple look like that began a pulse in Jaiden's most intimate area.
Michael's hand then moved in between her breasts and down toward her belly. Once there, he gently pushed himself up against her. Jaiden's knees automatically bent and she found herself sitting on the bed while he stood in front of her.
Jaiden looked up at Michael. He was looking down at her and his arms were to the sides of his gorgeous body.
She looked straight ahead of her ...her face was inches away from Michael's belt. She once again looked into his eyes and then moved her hands up the outside of his thighs. His legs were solid and strong.
Her fingers touched his belt and she made her way to the belt buckle.
Jaiden's eyes were still on Michael's dark eyes. Those dark eyes were still filled with want and desire. She let herself look down from his eyes to his chest and shoulders. The light in the room cast shadows on him. He was perfect. That was a word Jaiden only ever used to describe a photograph.
But she couldn't help it. He was.
She let her eyes fall to his waist as she undid the belt buckle and put her fingers on the button of his pants. Slowly she undid the button. She paused.
If he was going to stop her, now would be the time.
But he didn't.
He stood there with his belt and button undone. His arms still to his sides. He looked like a gift she could unwrap and enjoy.
Jaiden noticed Michael looking down at her. His lips slightly parted and his chest beginning to expand more and more as his breathing increased. She could see that he was enjoying all of this. It seemed his pants were becoming tighter near the front.
Jaiden took his zipper between her fingers. It slid down smoothly.
Knowing that she could now remove his pants made a part of her pulsate even more and she could feel the liquids inside of her building. The feeling of it made her wonder if it was going to begin to run down her thighs...
Jaiden slid her hands inside each side of Michael's waist band. She let her hands move down his thighs and the back of her wrists were enough to help glide his pants down his legs.
Michael stepped out of his pants and had already removed his shoes and socks.
Jaiden looked at Michael. He was standing in front of her in black boxers briefs. God he looked delicious. The very naughty part of her mind wondered if he indeed was.
Michael gently took Jaiden's hands and pushed back so she'd know he wanted her to lay down on the bed.
She moved her body back on the bed until her head was almost at her pillow. This time as she moved back on the the bed, she didn't care if she was giving Michael an eyeful.
Lying there, her robe was covering only half of her body and her curves were lit by the lights of Paris.
Michael made his way on to the bed beside her and was on his side, pressed against her. He took the side of her robe and carefully peeled it back, revealing her other breast. Her nipple began to harden from the cooler air.
At that moment, against her thigh, Jaiden felt something move slightly and it set her own body on fire.
She knew Michael was practically devouring her breast with is eyes and she could 'feel' that he liked it.
Jaiden felt beautiful and desirable. Something she hadn't felt for so long.
She sat up and removed her robe and let it drop to the floor. Then she laid down and put her arms up and rested them on her pillow at either side of her head.
She turned her face and her dark eyes stared in to Michael's. She was presenting herself like she was a dessert and all he needed to do was taste her.
The cool air in the room and the desire building within her, began to form goosebumps on her body. Now both her nipples became erect and hardened.
She heard a low groan coming from Michael at the same time as he took her hand and guided it to his underwear. He helped her hand slide his underwear slowly, slowwwly over his hips and down his legs until he pulled them off.
Shivers ran through Jaiden's body at the thought of him completely naked beside her own naked body.
Michael was lying on his side and was facing Jaiden. Her body cast a shadow on his, so she couldn't see as much of him as she wanted. She reached over her hand and placed it in his short, curly hair. She loved his curls...they were so sexy.
She then moved her hand down the side of his face and began to mimic what he had done to her earlier. She traced his lips with her fingers...and just as she had done to him, he let his tongue taste her fingers as they moved down to his chin and then to the side of his neck...that neck that she wanted to lick and kiss and bite. She gently traced his collarbone and stopped at his chest.
Jaiden was noticing that as each minute passed, she was losing her inhibitions one by one. She had no idea that anyone could make her feel this good...
Michael was going insane. Jaiden's hands on him were sending waves of desire shooting through out his body. He wanted her so much, it was almost painful. He wanted her hands to keep moving lower and lower.
She was exploring him like he explored her. He loved it. He didn't want her to stop...
Jaiden's hand began to move from Michael's chest. She moved it down his abdomen and around his belly button and then lower, slowly, slowly...
Michael couldn't take anymore. Her body was right there. He could feel the heat from it. The lust was burning him.
He looked in her eyes and then lifted himself on top her, but he didn't enter her.
Her body. Oh God. Her body felt so hot. His body was pressed hard against hers, yet he ached to be even closer. He could feel her full breasts on his chest and could feel the unmistakeable heat that was coming from between her thighs.
Michael leaned his head down beside her ear and a moan escaped his lips as he tried to control his own body.
Jaiden felt Michael. She felt ALL of him. She felt the heaviness of his body on hers and she wanted more of him. It felt like they were melting in to each other. Not even a piece of paper could fit between their bodies.
At that moment, Michael's body began to rock on top of Jaiden's. He moved it like a dance. She could feel his hips move against her. She had seen him dance before. She knew the rhythm he was capable of.
Michael was rocking on her, moving, grinding and pushing up against her, yet he wasn't inside of her. It was torture. She was on fire. She was so wet, that he was sliding around on top of her. She couldn't take much more.
Jaiden looked at his mouth. She had never tasted his lips. The lips he was always moistening with his tongue.
She opened her mouth slightly and moved her face toward Michael's. His lips brushed Jaiden's and he felt himself growing harder. He gently kissed her. Her lips tasted like honey...he knew they would.
He moved his tongue over her tongue. Her mouth was so sexy. Her full lips kissing his and tasting him. He loved the feeling of her mouth on his own.
He began to feel Jaiden moving under him. Now it was her turn to rock her hips back and forth and up and down. She pressed herself against his hardness.
Letting out another groan, Michael took Jaiden's bottom lip into his mouth and sucked it gently and then covered her mouth with his own.
He kissed her long and hard. His tongue danced with hers as they both let out soft moans of pleasure.
Her hands were in his hair and his hand were all over her body; grabbing, squeezing, caressing every inch of her.
As much as Jaiden loved every second of it, his hand were tormenting her. Each touch made her body ache that much more. Did he not know what he was doing to her?
Michael knew what he was doing.
From the second he saw Jaiden standing in front of him in a towel nights before, he knew he wanted her to feel the torment he felt that night. He had known that under that towel was a gorgeous, sexy woman whose curves drove him mad. And now that woman was underneath him and he wanted to touch her and feel her and trace every part of her body with his fingers.
They continued rocking their bodies in a rhythm that was like a drum beat and with each rock, it became louder and stronger; building with anticipation.
Neither of them had said a word since Jaiden opened the door. But she felt words creeping from her lips...
"Michael...I want you." she whispered in his ear in a voice that was dripping with desire.
With his mouth right next to her ear, he replied back in a deep whisper.
"Then have me."
Just then, Jaiden felt his hardness at her opening.
She was so wet, that it was making it impossible for Michael to keep up his strength any longer. Sweetly torturing her, was now torturing him.
He leaned his face down and took her left breast into his mouth. He sucked her nipple, flicked it with his tongue and nibbled on it. Jaiden lifted Michael's face so she could kiss him harder and more deeply. She moaned and opened her mouth to catch her breath.
As she did, she looked him in his eyes and opened her legs wider. She wanted him. NOW.
Her hands were on either side of his face and she saw that look in his eyes again. Lust.
Jaiden lifted her hips and Michael began to push himself inside her. Jaiden leaned her head back further in to the pillow, closed her eyes and let out a sound that was part pleasure, part pain. She could feel herself stretching and even though she was so incredibly wet and ready for him, he was much larger than she expected.
Michael continued to push himself further into Jaiden. She was so wet. She felt better than he ever imagined. And she was so tight. Her vagina was gripping on to him and he was hoping he wasn't hurting her. He pushed until he was completely inside of her. He looked down at her. God...she was so beautiful. Every time he looked at her, she became more beautiful.
He began to make love to her gently. Slowly pushing in to her and then slowly back out, moving his hips in an intoxicating way.
Jaiden felt every inch of him. Her knees were apart and resting on either side of him. She continued to rock and push her hips up to meet his. He was doing everything to her so sweetly. She loved hearing the moans coming from him. He was so sexy and he drove her wild.
She became wetter with each stroke and was now completely relaxed and her body was fully accepting all of him. She'd never had this physical reaction with a man before. She knew he was afraid to hurt her. He was taking things slowly, but she was ready for more. She wanted to feel him moving harder inside of her over and over again until she couldn't breathe.
Jaiden spoke to Michael as she began to thrust her hips harder against his.
"Michael. I've never wanted anyone the way I want you. I've never felt such lust for another person." she said as she moved her hips down into the mattress like a lioness ready to pounce...
"You drive my body crazy." she said breathlessly and then forcefully moved her hips up to Michael's, making his hardness drive in to her. He groaned loudly and clenched his jaw. Jaiden continued talking to him with her words and with her body...
"I love how you are so gentle with me." she said as she moved her hips in a circular motion and enjoyed the feeling of Michael moving around inside of her.
"I love how you touch me so softly. I love how you look at me. You are so sweet, Michael..." she said and then kissed him, but before finishing the kiss, she sucked his bottom lip into her mouth, released it and then whispered in his ear.
"But right now...I want you to fuck me."
Michael didn't know it was possible to be harder than he had been before Jaiden said that. And she didn't need to ask him twice.
He reached under her and grabbed her buttocks and lifted her hips up hard to meet his. So hard that Jaiden had to catch her breath. He then pressed himself into her as deeply as he could.
Michael looked down at Jaiden and noticed the sexiest grin he'd ever seen appear on her face.
He licked his lips before biting his bottom lip and began to move his hips faster and harder against Jaiden's body.
Jaiden's ass was still firmly gripped by Michael's massive hands and her arms were wrapped around Michael as she held on for the ride of her life. She worked her body in the same way Michael was working his.
The two of them grinding in to each others body with animalistic lust. Grunting and moaning and panting.
Michael's rhythm increased and he moved his hands to either side of Jaiden's head and propped himself up with his hands, never stopping his movement inside of her.
Sweat began to soak his face and tiny droplets fell from his chin onto Jaiden's collarbone where they slid down to her breasts.
Jaiden had never seen Michael look sexier with his face and body clearly showing how hard he was working. She wrapped her legs around his waist and put her fingers in his curls.
His face almost looked angry. There was a lot of bad boy in this good boy.
"Oh my God, Michael. You are so hot. You are so gorgeous. Don't stop. Don't FUCKING stop." Jaiden was almost out of breath. She pulled his face to hers and kissed him hard. She sucked his tongue and slid her tongue all around his mouth, tasting him.
Michael spoke to her between kisses.
"I don't want to stop. I don't ever want to stop. God, Jaiden. I've never wanted anyone this much." He followed his words with a deep kiss and drove his tongue into her mouth.
He began pumping himself in and out of her harder than before. He was moving so fast and groaning like a mad man.
Jaiden felt his passion. And he was so large, that it was almost painful as he hit the back of her walls. But she loved it. She practically wanted to scream. She had never felt anything this powerful before.
"Jaiden. Uhhh...mmm....." Michael gasped. He was so close to exploding inside of her. He could feel her body begin to shake. He felt her walls squeeze him tighter and tighter.
Their bodies made sweet slapping sounds from their incredible sex. They were both ready to release the desire they felt for each other, yet neither of them wanted it to end.
Jaiden felt an intense pressure building inside of her. She was ready.
"Harder, Michael. HARDER! I'm almost there, Baby." Jaiden yelled out and this time she didn't care if the other people in the hotel could hear her.
Listening to Jaiden yell out like that was so sexy. Michael loved this naughty, sexy side of her.
Pumping harder and faster, Michael couldn't hold back anymore. He'd wanted to make the whole night last forever, but he couldn't wait any longer. This woman made him feel things he didn't knew he could.
He leaned his head back and came hard inside of Jaiden.
"Aaahh....uhhh...uh...fffucccckkkkk...."
Seeing and feeling Michael cum did Jaiden in. She brought his wet mouth to hers as he was still moaning and releasing inside of her with the aftershocks of his orgasm. She felt such amazing pressure deep inside of her. She knew she had to push and push hard.
"Michael! Oh my GOD....uhhhhh...fuck YESSSSS....".
Jaiden climaxed and her juices mixed with Michael's as the walls of her vagina gripped on to him over and over and over. She moaned loudly again and again as each wave rocked her body.......
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Still dripping with sweat, Jaiden and Michael held on to each other. Their breathing had relaxed. He was still inside of her, his face nuzzled into her neck. Jaiden's one knee was up and the other leg was stretched out beside Michael's exhausted body.
Her arms were still wrapped around him, but gently now. Jaiden was weak. She couldn't move. She had no strength.
Michael Jackson had just kissed, sucked, licked and pumped the energy right out of her.
And each day since that day, they had made time to spend together...even if it wasn't much time.
When Michael had business to attend to, Jaiden would use the time to take in more of Paris, but also took a day trip to another part of France that boasted a spectacular countryside. Jaiden met some local people and was therefore able to photograph some normally private properties. She also took pictures of the various people she met, whether in Paris or while in another part of the country.
On another one of her times without Michael, she took a sketching class that was being held outside. Anyone was welcome and lovely art models sat for people to sketch them. Jaiden discovered that sketching was, in a way, similar to photography. It was lighting, shapes, contours and shadows. She had enjoyed the sketching and let her mind relax as she took in the late afternoon air which had become warmer each day.
One afternoon she spent the entire time sitting in the park listening to local musicians play for all the enjoy.
The sun was shining brightly that day and the grass was becoming so lush and green and Jaiden decided to lay down on her back in the grass, close her eyes and listen to the music. It was soft, happy music and in between songs, she heard birds singing their melodies in the trees and also heard the faint trickling of a small fountain near by.
Each day that passed, she realized that Paris was about so much more than just the Eiffel Tower. It was a city of incredible architecture, delicious food, beautiful gardens and interesting people.
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With a cup of tea in her hand, Jaiden sat at the window in her hotel room. She had pulled up a comfy chair to the window, opened the window wide and enjoyed the view. One of her favorite things about the city was the lights at night.
Even in Chicago, she had a comfortable chair that was always facing out her living room window. She would sit there for hours just watching the people and the traffic and the lights. She even knew the timing of the traffic lights and exactly when each street light would come on. She loved feeling a part of all of it and the lights and sounds of traffic were somehow comforting to her.
In Paris, from the larger buildings to the smaller cafés, each had a special glow. Some of the restaurants and boutiques had small shrubbery near the front entrances and each had tiny lights intertwined throughout.
Everything in Paris seemed to be about atmosphere. Earlier that evening before she got back to her hotel room, it was turning to dusk and she walked by a lovely boutique. She noticed in it's window that it had tiny lamps in the shape of candles. Immediately upon seeing them, her mind was taken back to her dinner with Michael.
Jaiden still felt like saying thank you just wasn't enough for what he did. She honestly didn't know how she could possibly put in to words how he made her feel that night and saying thank you even a hundred times since then just didn't seem like enough.
Although Jaiden enjoyed everything she was seeing and doing the past few days, she was finding herself wishing that Michael was with her to enjoy all of it as well. She was usually very independent and most of the time she preferred exploring new things on her own, but there was something about Michael that was so different. When he saw something that he thought was beautiful, he really appreciated it. He seemed to like to explore things as much as Jaiden did and he had the same natural curiosity --the drive to know was was going on or how something was made or what made something work.
She really liked that about him and liked sharing that part of herself with him.
Sitting there admiring the outside beauty of Paris the inside beauty of Michael, Jaiden took a sip of her tea and wondered if Michael had spent time thinking of her over the past few days.
Even though they still saw each other each day, it was never for very long and she realized that he was in her thoughts when they weren't together.
"He's probably been too busy to think of me." she thought. Besides, who is to say he wasn't seeing someone back in the US? They hadn't actually talked about it. For all she knew, he had many girlfriends or one serious one.
With a deep sigh, she took another sip of her now luke warm tea, slouched down a bit on the chair and let her head rest against the back of it. She closed her eyes and wondered what Michael was doing at that very moment.
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Thinking about Jaiden. That's all Michael had done when he wasn't with her. He focused 100% on work during meetings and conference calls, but during business dinners and times when he had to sign the same things over and over, he kept thinking back to the dinner he had with Jaiden on the roof.
He loved the look on her face when she saw the table and the lanterns and how pretty everything looked.
Michael had paid some of the Exhibit workers to set it up for him and of course to sign a confidentiality agreement. The last thing he wanted was for helicopters to fly above the entire time or for tabloid photographers to invade his privacy.
Even if those things had happened, Michael was sure Jaiden would have handled it alright. He hoped so anyway.
He was just finishing jotting down some lyrics that popped in to his head earlier. Whenever Michael had a new melody or new words to a song in his mind, he had to write everything down immediately. He always did things the old fashioned way and used a pen and paper. It was quicker that way and felt more personal.
There. Done.
Now he had the evening to himself.
He called his mother on the phone and told her that things were going well. She was worried about him being lonely because she always worried about that. Michael told her he had met someone and was spending time with her. He realized it was probably not a good idea to tell his mother that because she then bombarded him with so many questions: Who was the girl? Was she a fan? Was she treating him well? Was she after him for his money or his celebrity or something else?
She reminded him to be careful and he reassured her as best he could.
After the phone call, he lay on the bed in his hotel room.
"I wonder what Jaiden is doing?" he thought to himself. He figured she was off wandering around the city again since she loved doing that so much. He couldn't wait to see all the photos she'd been taking and she had told him about the room at her apartment where she developed her own film. It would be so interesting to see that process, but how would he see it or the photos unless he went to see her? He guessed that she could send him some. Then again, she would be busy with her regular life again after her holiday in Paris.
Michael wondered if Jaiden lived alone. He wondered if she had a boyfriend. He wondered about all the things he wished he would have asked her.
He put his arms behind his head and closed his eyes. In his mind, he re-played visiting the Art Exhibit with Jaiden and then their dinner together. They had met for lunch and for an hour here and there over the last few days and they tried to see each other as often as they could, but that night on the roof top stayed in the front of Michael's mind.
When he kissed Jaiden's hand, her skin was so soft and he was almost sure he tasted honey on his lips afterward. He loved the look in her eyes when he spoke to her. How all of her attention was on him and how her eyes sparkled in the candle light. A smile slowly began to appear on Michael's lips.
He inhaled a deep breath and felt so warm inside simply by thinking about Jaiden.
But simply 'thinking' about her was not enough.
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Jaiden had finished her tea, closed the window and ran herself a warm bath. She tied back her hair, then added her honey scented bubble bath to the water and climbed in. She got down on her hands in knees in the water and then rested her bottom on her feet and swirled the water around as she looked at all the bubbles.
Soon she moved to a position where she could easily slide under the water and immerse herself. She decided to wash her hair, so she took the elastic band out and swished her hair in the water and ran her fingers through her wavy hair.
The water felt so good and so warm on her face and she noticed steam rising from her breasts as they peeked out of the bubbles.
Lifting her head out of the water, she leaned back against the back of the tub and watched the steam begin to rise from her legs which she now hung over the edge of the tub.
Jaiden had shaved her legs that morning and loved the feeling of smoothness as she ran her hand from her ankle, slowly up to the top of her thigh. She let her eyes gently close and moved her hand to her collar bone and then slide down to her right breast. Her breasts were large, but not overly so and they sat so perfectly in the warm water. Jaiden's curviness was most noticeable around her buttocks and thighs, but they were still smooth and she took care of herself with daily exercise and pampering of her skin.
She let her hand rest on her breast before moving it down her abdomen and then fully under the water.
Her mind began to think of Michael's skin. It was so beautiful. His hands were soft. His face was soft. Jaiden licked her lips and imagined what the rest of Michael's body felt like.
She pictured his chest and how she wanted to run her hands over it. She then began to imagine how she would move her hands up his chest and over his broad shoulders. She thought of Michael's neck and how many times she'd wanted to kiss his sweet skin there. She could almost feel the warmth on her mouth right then and there.
As Jaiden's mind filled with sensual thoughts of Michael's lovely body, she began to touch her own body in a place that was becoming more and more wet and it had nothing to do with the water in her bath.
She slowly moved her left hand from her thigh up to her left breast, while her right hand was filling her with desire --desire for Michael.
Jaiden licked her lips again and could taste the salt on them because she was beginning to perspire. She leaned her head all the way back as she felt her heart rate increasing.
Letting out a soft moan, she bit her bottom lip and began moving her hand a bit faster. The fire and burning for Michael was so intense.
Dammit. DAMMIT. She wanted him.
And in her mind, at that moment, she was very close to having him, when suddenly there was a knock at her door.
Jaiden's eyes quickly opened. It was the annoying knock of the hotel staff.
"I'm not answering it." she said out loud, remembering how earlier she'd asked housekeeping to bring her another ice bucket so she could keep the bottle of wine chilled that she had purchased in the countryside.
Again, she let her head gently fall back against the back of the tub. Again she closed her eyes and instantly her mind was filled with Michael.
Just seeing his smile in her mind was sending shivers throughout her body.
She lowered her hand back under the bubbles...
knock. knock. KNOCK.
"Oh come ON!" she said and with a loud sigh, She got up, wrapped her robe around herself and went in to the dark bedroom and toward the door.
She had nearly tripped over her bag, but luckily the room was lit just enough by the city lights that she saw it just in time.
She decided she was going to be polite to the housekeeping staff...after all, she was the one who called them. But she was really too annoyed to want to be polite.
Jaiden quickly opened the door and immediately felt a hot shock shoot to the place her right had had just been moments ago in the bath.
"Michael." She said in a deep voice as she found herself once again biting her lower lip.
"Jaiden." Michael said. He looked at her. She was in her robe and her hair was dripping wet. The robe was barely tied up and was opening at the top and at the bottom. Michael could see Jaiden's left thigh. He could smell honey.
Jaiden looked into Michael's eyes. They seemed different. There was something behind them --and then she realized what it was --lust.
Her knees felt weak. Her heart began to pound.
Michael could see Jaiden biting her lip. He could feel heat coming from her body even through her robe. His whole body was aching. He didn't ask to be invited in.
He stepped in to the room and reached his hand out behind him to shut the door. He noticed the room was lit only by the glow of the city lights.
Jaiden watched him step closer to her until he was right in front of her.
There was no questioning what he wanted and Jaiden wanted to give it to him.
Michael reached out his hand and took the tie to her robe. His eyes never left hers. He slowly pulled the tie until Jaiden's robe began to open.
He looked down at Jaiden's body. He could see her breasts moving with the rhythm of her breathing. He noticed her smooth belly, her beautiful hips and thighs and her legs which were glistening and damp.
He remembered the first time he'd seen her damp from a bath --in a towel, but he hadn't seen all of her then.
It was Michael's turn to lick his full lips. He took in her beauty. Appreciated it. He wanted to touch her. He needed to feel her skin against his skin.
Jaiden sensed Michael's thoughts and slowly reached up and began unbuttoning his white shirt. She could smell that unmistakable scent of soap and spice. It was a smell that was making her whole body tingle. Her breasts began to heave as her breathing became deeper and more intense. She stood there in an open robe so close to Michael and she knew he could see almost all of her.
And she knew she wanted him to.
Jaiden undid the last button on Michael's shirt and moved her hands up his warm chest. His skin was so smooth.
"Oh God..." she thought. She had just been imagining doing this while she was in the tub minutes earlier and now she was actually doing it. She felt like it was a dream, but she knew it wasn't.
She let her hands glide over the top of his shoulders and then moved his shirt off his body and let it fall to the floor. He stood there wearing belted black pants and she stood there in an open robe.
The heat between the two was almost too much, yet all their actions, all their movements, were slow. They were taking time to enjoy the moments leading up to what each of them wanted.
Michael inched closer to Jaiden. And closer still. She had no choice but to back up further and further until she felt the bed touch the back of her legs.
A jolt went from her head to her toes. He wanted her on the bed. The very thought made her head spin. She could hear Michael's breathing become stronger and see the lights from the city shining on his gorgeous face.
Michael reached out his hand and touched the side of Jaiden's face. He moved his fingers slightly down and over her mouth. Jaiden let her tongue taste his fingers before he moved them down toward her chin. His fingers felt like fire on Jaiden's already hot flesh.
He ran his fingers down the side of her neck and down passed her collarbone and finally to the top of her left breast.
He kept his fingers there for a moment...never taking his eyes off Jaiden's brown eyes. He raised one eyebrow and let it fall. Just a simple look like that began a pulse in Jaiden's most intimate area.
Michael's hand then moved in between her breasts and down toward her belly. Once there, he gently pushed himself up against her. Jaiden's knees automatically bent and she found herself sitting on the bed while he stood in front of her.
Jaiden looked up at Michael. He was looking down at her and his arms were to the sides of his gorgeous body.
She looked straight ahead of her ...her face was inches away from Michael's belt. She once again looked into his eyes and then moved her hands up the outside of his thighs. His legs were solid and strong.
Her fingers touched his belt and she made her way to the belt buckle.
Jaiden's eyes were still on Michael's dark eyes. Those dark eyes were still filled with want and desire. She let herself look down from his eyes to his chest and shoulders. The light in the room cast shadows on him. He was perfect. That was a word Jaiden only ever used to describe a photograph.
But she couldn't help it. He was.
She let her eyes fall to his waist as she undid the belt buckle and put her fingers on the button of his pants. Slowly she undid the button. She paused.
If he was going to stop her, now would be the time.
But he didn't.
He stood there with his belt and button undone. His arms still to his sides. He looked like a gift she could unwrap and enjoy.
Jaiden noticed Michael looking down at her. His lips slightly parted and his chest beginning to expand more and more as his breathing increased. She could see that he was enjoying all of this. It seemed his pants were becoming tighter near the front.
Jaiden took his zipper between her fingers. It slid down smoothly.
Knowing that she could now remove his pants made a part of her pulsate even more and she could feel the liquids inside of her building. The feeling of it made her wonder if it was going to begin to run down her thighs...
Jaiden slid her hands inside each side of Michael's waist band. She let her hands move down his thighs and the back of her wrists were enough to help glide his pants down his legs.
Michael stepped out of his pants and had already removed his shoes and socks.
Jaiden looked at Michael. He was standing in front of her in black boxers briefs. God he looked delicious. The very naughty part of her mind wondered if he indeed was.
Michael gently took Jaiden's hands and pushed back so she'd know he wanted her to lay down on the bed.
She moved her body back on the bed until her head was almost at her pillow. This time as she moved back on the the bed, she didn't care if she was giving Michael an eyeful.
Lying there, her robe was covering only half of her body and her curves were lit by the lights of Paris.
Michael made his way on to the bed beside her and was on his side, pressed against her. He took the side of her robe and carefully peeled it back, revealing her other breast. Her nipple began to harden from the cooler air.
At that moment, against her thigh, Jaiden felt something move slightly and it set her own body on fire.
She knew Michael was practically devouring her breast with is eyes and she could 'feel' that he liked it.
Jaiden felt beautiful and desirable. Something she hadn't felt for so long.
She sat up and removed her robe and let it drop to the floor. Then she laid down and put her arms up and rested them on her pillow at either side of her head.
She turned her face and her dark eyes stared in to Michael's. She was presenting herself like she was a dessert and all he needed to do was taste her.
The cool air in the room and the desire building within her, began to form goosebumps on her body. Now both her nipples became erect and hardened.
She heard a low groan coming from Michael at the same time as he took her hand and guided it to his underwear. He helped her hand slide his underwear slowly, slowwwly over his hips and down his legs until he pulled them off.
Shivers ran through Jaiden's body at the thought of him completely naked beside her own naked body.
Michael was lying on his side and was facing Jaiden. Her body cast a shadow on his, so she couldn't see as much of him as she wanted. She reached over her hand and placed it in his short, curly hair. She loved his curls...they were so sexy.
She then moved her hand down the side of his face and began to mimic what he had done to her earlier. She traced his lips with her fingers...and just as she had done to him, he let his tongue taste her fingers as they moved down to his chin and then to the side of his neck...that neck that she wanted to lick and kiss and bite. She gently traced his collarbone and stopped at his chest.
Jaiden was noticing that as each minute passed, she was losing her inhibitions one by one. She had no idea that anyone could make her feel this good...
Michael was going insane. Jaiden's hands on him were sending waves of desire shooting through out his body. He wanted her so much, it was almost painful. He wanted her hands to keep moving lower and lower.
She was exploring him like he explored her. He loved it. He didn't want her to stop...
Jaiden's hand began to move from Michael's chest. She moved it down his abdomen and around his belly button and then lower, slowly, slowly...
Michael couldn't take anymore. Her body was right there. He could feel the heat from it. The lust was burning him.
He looked in her eyes and then lifted himself on top her, but he didn't enter her.
Her body. Oh God. Her body felt so hot. His body was pressed hard against hers, yet he ached to be even closer. He could feel her full breasts on his chest and could feel the unmistakeable heat that was coming from between her thighs.
Michael leaned his head down beside her ear and a moan escaped his lips as he tried to control his own body.
Jaiden felt Michael. She felt ALL of him. She felt the heaviness of his body on hers and she wanted more of him. It felt like they were melting in to each other. Not even a piece of paper could fit between their bodies.
At that moment, Michael's body began to rock on top of Jaiden's. He moved it like a dance. She could feel his hips move against her. She had seen him dance before. She knew the rhythm he was capable of.
Michael was rocking on her, moving, grinding and pushing up against her, yet he wasn't inside of her. It was torture. She was on fire. She was so wet, that he was sliding around on top of her. She couldn't take much more.
Jaiden looked at his mouth. She had never tasted his lips. The lips he was always moistening with his tongue.
She opened her mouth slightly and moved her face toward Michael's. His lips brushed Jaiden's and he felt himself growing harder. He gently kissed her. Her lips tasted like honey...he knew they would.
He moved his tongue over her tongue. Her mouth was so sexy. Her full lips kissing his and tasting him. He loved the feeling of her mouth on his own.
He began to feel Jaiden moving under him. Now it was her turn to rock her hips back and forth and up and down. She pressed herself against his hardness.
Letting out another groan, Michael took Jaiden's bottom lip into his mouth and sucked it gently and then covered her mouth with his own.
He kissed her long and hard. His tongue danced with hers as they both let out soft moans of pleasure.
Her hands were in his hair and his hand were all over her body; grabbing, squeezing, caressing every inch of her.
As much as Jaiden loved every second of it, his hand were tormenting her. Each touch made her body ache that much more. Did he not know what he was doing to her?
Michael knew what he was doing.
From the second he saw Jaiden standing in front of him in a towel nights before, he knew he wanted her to feel the torment he felt that night. He had known that under that towel was a gorgeous, sexy woman whose curves drove him mad. And now that woman was underneath him and he wanted to touch her and feel her and trace every part of her body with his fingers.
They continued rocking their bodies in a rhythm that was like a drum beat and with each rock, it became louder and stronger; building with anticipation.
Neither of them had said a word since Jaiden opened the door. But she felt words creeping from her lips...
"Michael...I want you." she whispered in his ear in a voice that was dripping with desire.
With his mouth right next to her ear, he replied back in a deep whisper.
"Then have me."
Just then, Jaiden felt his hardness at her opening.
She was so wet, that it was making it impossible for Michael to keep up his strength any longer. Sweetly torturing her, was now torturing him.
He leaned his face down and took her left breast into his mouth. He sucked her nipple, flicked it with his tongue and nibbled on it. Jaiden lifted Michael's face so she could kiss him harder and more deeply. She moaned and opened her mouth to catch her breath.
As she did, she looked him in his eyes and opened her legs wider. She wanted him. NOW.
Her hands were on either side of his face and she saw that look in his eyes again. Lust.
Jaiden lifted her hips and Michael began to push himself inside her. Jaiden leaned her head back further in to the pillow, closed her eyes and let out a sound that was part pleasure, part pain. She could feel herself stretching and even though she was so incredibly wet and ready for him, he was much larger than she expected.
Michael continued to push himself further into Jaiden. She was so wet. She felt better than he ever imagined. And she was so tight. Her vagina was gripping on to him and he was hoping he wasn't hurting her. He pushed until he was completely inside of her. He looked down at her. God...she was so beautiful. Every time he looked at her, she became more beautiful.
He began to make love to her gently. Slowly pushing in to her and then slowly back out, moving his hips in an intoxicating way.
Jaiden felt every inch of him. Her knees were apart and resting on either side of him. She continued to rock and push her hips up to meet his. He was doing everything to her so sweetly. She loved hearing the moans coming from him. He was so sexy and he drove her wild.
She became wetter with each stroke and was now completely relaxed and her body was fully accepting all of him. She'd never had this physical reaction with a man before. She knew he was afraid to hurt her. He was taking things slowly, but she was ready for more. She wanted to feel him moving harder inside of her over and over again until she couldn't breathe.
Jaiden spoke to Michael as she began to thrust her hips harder against his.
"Michael. I've never wanted anyone the way I want you. I've never felt such lust for another person." she said as she moved her hips down into the mattress like a lioness ready to pounce...
"You drive my body crazy." she said breathlessly and then forcefully moved her hips up to Michael's, making his hardness drive in to her. He groaned loudly and clenched his jaw. Jaiden continued talking to him with her words and with her body...
"I love how you are so gentle with me." she said as she moved her hips in a circular motion and enjoyed the feeling of Michael moving around inside of her.
"I love how you touch me so softly. I love how you look at me. You are so sweet, Michael..." she said and then kissed him, but before finishing the kiss, she sucked his bottom lip into her mouth, released it and then whispered in his ear.
"But right now...I want you to fuck me."
Michael didn't know it was possible to be harder than he had been before Jaiden said that. And she didn't need to ask him twice.
He reached under her and grabbed her buttocks and lifted her hips up hard to meet his. So hard that Jaiden had to catch her breath. He then pressed himself into her as deeply as he could.
Michael looked down at Jaiden and noticed the sexiest grin he'd ever seen appear on her face.
He licked his lips before biting his bottom lip and began to move his hips faster and harder against Jaiden's body.
Jaiden's ass was still firmly gripped by Michael's massive hands and her arms were wrapped around Michael as she held on for the ride of her life. She worked her body in the same way Michael was working his.
The two of them grinding in to each others body with animalistic lust. Grunting and moaning and panting.
Michael's rhythm increased and he moved his hands to either side of Jaiden's head and propped himself up with his hands, never stopping his movement inside of her.
Sweat began to soak his face and tiny droplets fell from his chin onto Jaiden's collarbone where they slid down to her breasts.
Jaiden had never seen Michael look sexier with his face and body clearly showing how hard he was working. She wrapped her legs around his waist and put her fingers in his curls.
His face almost looked angry. There was a lot of bad boy in this good boy.
"Oh my God, Michael. You are so hot. You are so gorgeous. Don't stop. Don't FUCKING stop." Jaiden was almost out of breath. She pulled his face to hers and kissed him hard. She sucked his tongue and slid her tongue all around his mouth, tasting him.
Michael spoke to her between kisses.
"I don't want to stop. I don't ever want to stop. God, Jaiden. I've never wanted anyone this much." He followed his words with a deep kiss and drove his tongue into her mouth.
He began pumping himself in and out of her harder than before. He was moving so fast and groaning like a mad man.
Jaiden felt his passion. And he was so large, that it was almost painful as he hit the back of her walls. But she loved it. She practically wanted to scream. She had never felt anything this powerful before.
"Jaiden. Uhhh...mmm....." Michael gasped. He was so close to exploding inside of her. He could feel her body begin to shake. He felt her walls squeeze him tighter and tighter.
Their bodies made sweet slapping sounds from their incredible sex. They were both ready to release the desire they felt for each other, yet neither of them wanted it to end.
Jaiden felt an intense pressure building inside of her. She was ready.
"Harder, Michael. HARDER! I'm almost there, Baby." Jaiden yelled out and this time she didn't care if the other people in the hotel could hear her.
Listening to Jaiden yell out like that was so sexy. Michael loved this naughty, sexy side of her.
Pumping harder and faster, Michael couldn't hold back anymore. He'd wanted to make the whole night last forever, but he couldn't wait any longer. This woman made him feel things he didn't knew he could.
He leaned his head back and came hard inside of Jaiden.
"Aaahh....uhhh...uh...fffucccckkkkk...."
Seeing and feeling Michael cum did Jaiden in. She brought his wet mouth to hers as he was still moaning and releasing inside of her with the aftershocks of his orgasm. She felt such amazing pressure deep inside of her. She knew she had to push and push hard.
"Michael! Oh my GOD....uhhhhh...fuck YESSSSS....".
Jaiden climaxed and her juices mixed with Michael's as the walls of her vagina gripped on to him over and over and over. She moaned loudly again and again as each wave rocked her body.......
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Still dripping with sweat, Jaiden and Michael held on to each other. Their breathing had relaxed. He was still inside of her, his face nuzzled into her neck. Jaiden's one knee was up and the other leg was stretched out beside Michael's exhausted body.
Her arms were still wrapped around him, but gently now. Jaiden was weak. She couldn't move. She had no strength.
Michael Jackson had just kissed, sucked, licked and pumped the energy right out of her.
