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Michael was in a foul mood. Maria had been blowing him off for weeks. He had just gotten off work, and called her, because well, he missed her. And she had some completely unbelievable story about helping her mom with some big job. They saw each other at work, and at school, but that really was it. Afterwards she almost always had some excuse why she had to run off. If he didn't know better, he would suspect she was cheating on him. But he knew her too well. And he saw inside her head when they kissed. It was impossible for her to lie. So where the hell was she going? Why the hell was she avoiding him?
He frowned as he pulled his bike up in front of his house, even more annoyed and angry that once again, he was going home alone, to his hand. Sexual frustration was at a high lately. She'd kiss him. Get him all riled up, and then, she had to go. Angrily he shoved open the door to his dark apartment, and went to flip on the light, but nothing happened. "Damn it." He growled.
"Oh, Spaceboy." He heard Maria's voice and froze.
"Maria?"
"Close the door," she told him.
"What's going on, Maria?"
"You're not going to get your birthday present if you don't listen to me." His eyes were slowly starting to adjust to the dark room, and he swung the door shut.
"My... birthday?"
"Duh, Spaceboy." She laughed. Michael frowned, was it really his birthday? He thought about the date and realized, that yeah, it was the day that had been named as his birthday by the adoption agency.
"I thought you were helping your mom." He could see the outline of her as she moved towards him.
"I lied. I couldn't very well tell you I was at your apartment, waiting for you, scantly clad, now could I?"
"Scantly?" His voice broke, and she laughed softly.
"Very, scantly." Michael felt her grasp his hand and pull him into the room. "Sit." She said, pushing him down onto the couch. He tried to grab a hold of her, but she skirted out of his reach. "Nu-uh. Not yet." A moment later dim light filled the room as she started lighting candles. "You got here before I was ready." Maria told him. "Shame on you."
It took Michael a moment to realize what exactly Maria was wearing. Or rather, not wearing. Her shirt was black, skintight and backless, save for a few straps holding it securely around her small waist. When she turned around to face him he realized there wasn't much front to it either, as her breasts were nearly spilling out of it.
He swallowed hard and let his eyes drift the rest of the way down her body. Over the micro mini pleated denim skirt, that barely started to even cover her thighs. If she turned around again, her ass would be hanging out. "Did you... drive over here like that?" He asked, suddenly enraged at the idea of someone, other than him, seeing her like this.
"Of course not." She rolled her eyes, and walked over to the stereo. "I changed when I got here."
Then Michael let himself take in her shoes. Very tall high heeled sandals, with laces that wrapped around her shapely calves. Damn, he was lucky. Music suddenly filled the room. It was familiar, something he'd heard her sing many, many times before. He shifted on the couch, adjusting himself. Damn. He was so screwed. Her hips instantly began to move to the beat of the music. She spun around and grinned at him. "You love me?"
"Uh-huh." He nodded, his mouth hanging open a little as she sashayed towards him. Then he realized there was a metal pole in the center of his living room. The coffee table was gone. And Maria grabbed a hold of the pole, her back to him, swaying her ass, which, indeed was hanging out of the skirt. She glanced over her shoulder at him and winked.
"Happy birthday, baby." She told him softly, before suddenly she spun around, one leg pointed out towards him, she slid down the length of the pole, before sliding back up, and walking around it. A moment later she had one leg hooked around the pole, and was spinning around it.
Michael swallowed hard as he watched move. Swaying, rocking. He could hear her singing along with the song, as she grabbed onto the pole, and pulled herself up and wrapped her legs around the pole. In that instant he completely envied the shiny metal pole, and he figured his dick was just as hard.
He watched as Maria let go of the pole with her hands and leaned back, she smiled as she hung upside down, for a moment, the skirt flipping up to reveal her skimpy pink thong for a second before she planted her hands on the floor and let go of the pole with her legs. One ankle was hooked around it, while the other stretched out, away from the pole, into the splits.
"Damn." Michael wasn't sure how much more of this he could take. He knew Maria was limber, but this was giving him a whole new batch of ideas of what he wanted to do to her. He watched in awe as she spun, and twirled and shook her ass to the beat of the song. And as the song came to an end she walked towards him, with a sweet smile on her face. She climbed onto his lap, straddling his thighs.
"Happy birthday, baby." She told him again. "You like your birthday present?" He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. She was rubbing up against his cock, he could feel her heat through his jeans and honestly wanted to just ravage her body for days.
He grabbed the back of her neck quickly and yanked her mouth down to his, kissing her with bruising force. She gasped and then moaned, her hands tunneled through his hair, holding him against her. After several long minutes they broke away gasping for breath. "Where...the hell...did you..." Michael panted out. "Learn that?!"
Maria smiled, and licked over his lips. "Isabel and I took classes."
"You... what?! They have classes to teach that?!" She nodded. "You took them with Isabel?"
"You should see her, she is amazing." Maria nodded eagerly.
"Uh... no." Michael shook his head. The idea of seeing his 'sister' shaking her tail on a pole did not appeal to him. "I'm sure Alex'll love it." Michael moved his hands over her hips, and squeezed pulling her closer.
"So, is that a yes? You like you present?"
"Like it? Damn Maria." He shook his head. "Love it." He groaned out before pulling her mouth against his again, and kissing her hard. Happily she sighed into his mouth before the kiss became more and more passionate.
Michael reached for the buttons on her skirt only to realize they weren't real. "How the hell do you get this off?!" He growled. He wanted her naked, now. Skin to skin. He needed to feel her. Maria yanked his shirt up over his head before she guided his hand to her hip.
"Velcro." She told him and felt him grab the edge and pull. The skirt was flying across the room a second later and she laughed before he pulled down the neck of her top and wrapped his lips around her nipple. "Oh." She gasped and held onto the back of his head. "Michael." She breathed, rocking her hips against his. "Michael, please."
His hands found the ties of her shirt on the back and pulled, and the piece of material fell away from her body. He pulled back just to stare at her for a moment. To take her in. She was all his. He slid his hand up along her stomach, and cupped her breast in his hand before gently pinching her nipple between his knuckles causing her to rock towards him. "Oh." Her head fell back, and she arched towards him.
Michael slid his arms around her and grabbed onto her ass, and lifted her up as he stood, her legs instantly wound around his waist, and she latched onto his throat, kissing, sucking, and biting. He easily found his way to the bedroom, where his bed was stripped down to the bottom sheet, there were no pillows, and a pair of handcuffs hung from the headboard. "Wha-"
"Later. I need you. Now." Maria rolled her hips against him and he quickly tossed her onto the bed and started to undo his pants, but Maria moved fast and was on her knees, shoving his jeans down his legs, along with his boxers. His dick was hard, and she knew he was aching. It had been weeks since they'd had sex. Since she'd taken up the pole dancing. She'd been so sore, and bruised, she wasn't sure she could handle it.
Quickly she wrapped her lips around his cock and heard him groan out her name, while his hand tangled in her hair. She moved her head quickly, bobbing it up and down. She'd missed this too. "Damn, Maria, you've gotta..." Michael groaned and thrust his hips towards her mouth, before pulling her mouth away. He pushed her back on the bed and eyed the handcuffs for a moment. Tempting. But right now, he just had to have her.
Michael pulled her little thong off, and threw it onto the floor, before reaching up to let his fingers skim over her lower lips. She was soaked. Her hips rocked towards his hand and he couldn't help but let his fingers slide along her clit, just to hear her shriek out his name. When he shoved a finger inside of her, he felt her nails dig into his back. "Fuck!" She cried softly. "Please! Michael! Please!" Just hearing her voice begging him, saying his name, nearly made him loose it.
But he took a breath, and slid another finger inside of her. He pushed them in, and slid them out over and over, until her gasping, pleading and begging was nothing but unintelligible sounds. She was close. Very close. Then he quickly pulled his fingers out, watched her mouth open, about to cry out from the loss, when he pushed his thick cock inside of her. "Yes!" She screamed, her legs wound around his waist, pulling him deeper. "Michael!" Her head was thrown back, her nails clawed at his shoulders and arms. Orgasm wreaked havoc on her body. And he wasn't going to give her the chance to come down, not yet. Her inner walls were still clenching around him when he began to move. Quick, long, deep thrusts. Burying himself to the hilt inside of her, pulling out almost all the way, and then slamming back in.
He grunted her name, and tried to think if even just for a moment of something other than the beautiful woman beneath him, to make it last ever that much longer. But her whispering his name brought him instantly to the here and now. She was looking up at him, pure bliss written across her face. "Love you." She breathed out, and he knew she was close again.
Michael sped up his hips against hers, and after a seconds though he grabbed one of her calves and pulled it up, draping her leg over his shoulder while he pounded into her. It was an amazing new feeling. Feeling more of her, sliding deeper. "Shit." He gasped.
"Now!" Maria cried out, one hand sliding down to grab his hip, her nails digging into his skin. His movements were more erratic as he felt her inner walls clamp down around his dick. And that was all he needed. He followed her into oblivion.
A short while later, Maria was laying on Michael's chest, her head resting against his shoulder while his hands rubbed over her back. "Did you enjoy your present?" She asked him and felt him groan slightly.
"Yes." He kissed her forehead. "Amazing. So, thats where you were for the last few weeks?" She nodded.
"I didn't want you to see me all bruised and sore, so I blew you off. You forgive me?"
"If you promise not to do it again." Maria smiled and kissed his throat.
"Okay." She murmured, and shifted slightly and felt his dick growing against her belly. "Already?"
"It's been weeks! And I've only hand my hand!"
"Poor baby." She murmured and smiled against his skin. "My poor, poor, Spaceboy." Maria said as she slid down the length of his body. "I'll take care of you." She whispered before trailing her tongue along his length.
Michael looked down at the top of his girlfriends head and his eyes rolled back in his head when she wrapped her lips around him. Damn. He was the luckiest man in the world.
In The Air by Zia
Story Notes:
Disclaimer: Not mine :(
Author's Note: Rhonda! This is all your fault! Thanks! lol. I personally am learning how to pole dance, so it's been in my head, and Mag suggested on the FF Candy thread, Maria learning to pole dance for Michael's birthday. So, here it is!
Author's Note 2: Btw, the song that I had in my head for her dance was the version of In The Air Tonight, by Nonpoint. Check it out on playlist.com (most awesome thin invented!)
Author's Note: Rhonda! This is all your fault! Thanks! lol. I personally am learning how to pole dance, so it's been in my head, and Mag suggested on the FF Candy thread, Maria learning to pole dance for Michael's birthday. So, here it is!
Author's Note 2: Btw, the song that I had in my head for her dance was the version of In The Air Tonight, by Nonpoint. Check it out on playlist.com (most awesome thin invented!)