"Are you almost there?" Michael panted in my ear as he rotated his hips into mine, going deeper with each thrust. All that was heard was the bed creaking and Michael and I's heavy breathing. I felt a quake between my legs getting ready to explode. I nodded at him

My legs started to shake as Michael pounded harder into me. "Fuck," I breathed out as I wegded my hand between Michael and I's lower abdomen as I started to cum, arching my back off the bed, squeezing my eyes shut. I groaned at the feeling of ecstasy about to rush over me for the 4th time tonight.

Michael swatted my hand away as he continued to thrust into me. "Michael," I pleaded, squirming under his body. "Look at me," he demanded, breathing hard as I felt his warm breath on my face.

I opened my eyes and was met with his darkened eyes staring into mine. He was biting down on his lip hard. His curls were stuck to his face and his lips were plumped and red from him smashing his lips onto mine during our moments of lust. He looked so sexy.

"Cum," he whispered as his lips brushed against mine. He placed a chaste kiss on my forehead and I felt myself explode, clenching around him tightly. "Oh my god," he moaned as he slowed down his pace, cumming too. I panted hard, trying to come down from my natural high that was caused by Michael as he collapsed on top of me.

Every time Michael and I had sex, I always admired how well he knew my body. He had studied it and perfected it to a tee. He could take my body to places it's never been. He knew exactly what to do to get a reaction out of me, make me squirm, make me moan, and even try to tap out. It was always about me and making sure I was satisfied first. And for him to see me so turned on by what he was doing to me, it turned him on.

Michael leaned his forehead against mine with his eyes shut. I felt his breath on my face as he tried to steady his breathing. He slowly opened his eyes and placed a soft kiss on my forehead making me smile.

He smiled his famous Jackson smile and kissed my lips as he pulled out. He rolled off and laid down next to me, pulling me into him. I nestled my face into his neck as I draped my leg against his thigh. He pulled the covers up over us as the cold winter breeze flowed through the bedroom windows.

I placed soft kisses on his neck as his fingers traced a pattern on my back. I heard him audibly smile at my small displays of affection. He gently pulled away and met me eye level, looking into my eyes. I blushed under his gaze.

He leaned in and placed a tender kiss on my lips. "Happy almost one-year anniversary," he whispered, smiling cheekily. I giggled at him, "Happy almost one-year."

He snuggled into me, wrapping his arms around me tight, "I love you," he said softly, closing his eyes. "I love you too," I said following suit.

Soon we drifted off to sleep.

I woke up feeling warm kisses being placed all over my face. I smiled, opening my eyes. Michael was trailing kisses down my collarbones making me giggle as I played in his dark curls. Michael looked up at me as he placed one last soft kiss on my collarbone. "Good morning," he said softly hovering over me. "Good morning," I whispered back, smiling.

"Are you ready for today?" he asked and I nodded excitedly. "I have a lot planned for us," Michael said with a smile. "Like what?" I asked, giving him a look I knew he couldn't say no to. "Don't give me that look. You know I always give in when you do that, but not today," he tried saying confidently.

I pouted, poking out my bottom lip, "What are we doing then?" I asked. He laughed and kissed my lips, making me smile. "It's a surprise," he sang, getting off of me. I huffed, knowing I wasn't going to win this. It was the day before our one-year anniversary and it's all Michael's been talking about.

I pulled back the covers and grabbed Michael's red button up, slipping it on. "Can I at least have a hint so I can know what to wear?" I asked pulling my hair up in a ponytail while walking to the bathroom where Michael was. He rubbed his bottom lip, licking it slowly, "Something sexy for the time being and dinner but after, nothing," he said slickly.

I gasped turning on the faucet looking at Michael through the mirror. He chuckled, "You know I like it when you're naked," he said, biting his lip, slapping my ass on the way out of the bathroom. "Ouch," I whined, grabbing my face wash. He giggled and left the room.

For most of the day, Michael and I just spent it together, talking, watching a movie, and he had his chefs make us breakfast. It was calm and peaceful. Just what the two of us needed after all the busyness of the holidays.

Michael sat up stretching his arms up, "Okay baby, let's go get dressed," he said, turning the TV off and helping me up. "For what?" I said walking towards the bedroom. "Just events for tonight," he said, opening the door. "What events?" I asked and he laughed. "Do you always ask this many questions?" He asked, looking at me.

"I'm curious! You won't tell me anything!" I scoffed as he walked into the bathroom stripping off his button up. "What part of 'it's a surprise' don't you get?"

I folded my arms, squinting at him through the mirror. "Fine," I said, arranging all of my makeup. "I love you," he sang as he passed me. "Sure you do," I teased as he walked out to go upstairs to his second story.

I heard him scoff and his footsteps descend back to where I was. He grabbed me and turned me around, smashing his lips against mine. "You know I love you," he mumbled against my lips.

"You better," I teased and he smiled, kissing my nose. "I'd scream it to the mountain tops, 'i love ashley richmond!" he said dramatically, making me giggle. "I get it, I get it," I said through my laughter and he smiled again, walking away.

"You have two hours!" he said, walking back up the steps. "Don't rush me!" I yelled up at him.

I had finished putting on my makeup and I was in the process of curling my hair when I heard Michael yell out my name. "What?" I asked back. "Come here! Quick!" He yelled back. I sat down the curling iron and walked into the bedroom. "What's up?" I said and he pointed to the TV.

I looked and saw it was on Entertainment Tonight and they were showing my newest magazine cover with Harper's Bazaar. "She looks amazing," the co-host said, making me smile. "Boy is Michael Jackson lucky," the male co-host said, laughing a little. "Right? She's my girl crush. And did you see the photos of her and Michael by Dick Zimmerman? They're everywhere and they're super cute. They make a lovely couple," the female co-host added.

I looked at Michael and he was smiling brightly at the TV. He looked so proud. I giggled watching him and he turned to me smiling. "My baby is a big deal," he teased walking up to me and I blushed, turning away. He pulled me into his arms, hugging me. "I'm so proud of you. Harper's Bazaar? That's huge baby," he said, pulling back from our hug.

It was my first ever Harper Bazaar's cover and according to my publicist, the biggest selling issue of their magazine yet. I couldn't be more grateful to have had this opportunity. It was a dream of mine to be on Harper's Bazaar and it's the biggest selling issue? That was amazing. People were starting to say I was the female version of Michael Jackson in the modeling industry and I was honored but I wanted my own name and title. The feminist inside of me.

I smiled at Michael. "You look beautiful. I'm going to have Bill and Wayne go buy every copy they can find," he added and I blushed more. "Thank you," I said looking at my feet. He put a finger under my chin to lift my head. "I'm so lucky to have you," he whispered looking deeply into my eyes.

"I think I'm the lucky one," I whispered back and he leaned in and kissed me warm and heartfelt. "Finish getting ready," he whispered, smiling at me and I nodded, "Okay." He gave me another kiss and I walked back into the bathroom to finish my hair.

I quickly curled my hair and went into the closet Michael gave me to get dressed. Michael told me to wear something sexy, so I pondered looking through my clothes trying to find something. I didn't know what we were doing or even where, so I didn't even know where to start. I huffed and walked up the stairs in search of Michael.

I leaned in the doorway of the bathroom and saw him fixing his curls in the mirror. I smiled watching him as he hummed something to himself. He noticed me a few seconds later and smiled at me through the mirror. "Hi sexy," he said, smirking at me and I giggled. He stuck his hand out for me to grab and I grabbed it. He pulled me close to him. "Well don't you look handsome," I teased while playing with the wet curl that was in front of his face.

He playfully rolled his eyes. "I have a question," I said, pursing my lips and he gave me a look. "I'm not telling you anything," he said, cocking his eyebrow at me. I squinted my eyes at him, trying to think of something to get him to tell me.

I stopped squinting and smiled, biting my lip. "I know what you're trying to do," he said lowly as I stepped up closer to him, playing with the front of his pants."Yeah?" I whispered tauntingly as I rubbed on him through his pants. "It's not going to work," he said with his voice wavering. I internally chuckled to myself. He was my weakness and he knew it, but I was his and I knew it too.

I leaned in and kissed his neck using tongue still rubbing on him. I heard him exhale and I knew I had him right where I wanted him. "Where are we going?" I asked, still kissing on his neck. "The beach," he blurted fast, grabbing my face and kissing me. He picked me up and sat me on the bathroom counter and I smiled against his lips. He pulled away and started kissing my neck and I laughed lightly.

"What-what's wrong?" he asked out of breath. I smiled at him and then his face fell flat. "You always do this to me! I need to learn to have self control around you!" he said to me. I laughed, leaning my head into his chest. He wrapped an arm around me, "I'm serious! I always give in!" he added. I sat back up and grabbed his cheek with my right hand, "I don't think that's necessary," I said, smirking at him. He rolled his eyes, "You have me wrapped around your finger," he said pointing at me.

I laughed and kissed him, jumping off the counter. "Thanks for the info," I teased, smiling at him over my shoulder walking out. He groaned loudly causing me to laugh. "She is going to be the death of me," I heard him mumble to himself.

I walked down the stairs having an idea of what to wear now that I knew we were going to the beach, which I must add, very romantic. I love the beach and Michael knows that so I'm guessing that's why he picked it for us to spend New Years and ring in our one year anniversary.

I decided on an outfit and as soon as I sprayed the last spritz of my Chanel perfume, Michael knocked on the bathroom door, walking in. He stopped and just stared at me. "Stop looking at me like that!" I shrieked, shy under his gaze.

He walked up to me, taking my hand and twirling me around, "Stunning," he said, spinning me around to face him, "Just stunning," he added. "Thank you lover," I teased and he laughed, "That's new." I shrugged, "New year, new me," I teased, "You look as handsome as ever."

He shrugged, "You know me," he said jokingly and I nodded, "You're not wrong," I said. "Ready for our long night?" he asked and I nodded. "Good, let's go," he said, grabbing my hand and placing a soft kiss on the back of it.

We walked outside and I was surprised to see the helicopter. "This is rare," I said looking at Michael. "I didn't want to waste any time," he said, smiling, leading me over to the helicopter. He helped me in and we sat down next to each other, putting on our headphones.

Michael grabbed my hand tight and didn't let go for the entire ride. It was actually very romantic because the sun was setting over the water. I leaned on Michael's arm looking out the window at the sunset as the water rippled when I felt Michael softly kiss my head. I smiled at his display of affection. "Bill, can you take a picture?" Michael asked, handing him his camera. "Of course," Bill said and Michael and I took off our headphones. Bill snapped a few photos of us smiling and kissing each other's cheek. There were even a few candid ones of Michael fixing my hair for me or when we'd be laughing between takes.

We got to Newport Beach in about a little over an hour. By the time we landed, the sun had mostly gone down. Many people were out because it was New Year's Eve. Bill escorted Michael and I to the car and we hopped in riding to whatever destination Michael had planned for us.

I giggled as Michael nibbled on my ear whispering little things to me. I turned to him, "You know what?" I asked and he looked at me, "What baby?" he asked. "For you to be a singer and all, you don't sing half as much to me as I thought you would. Do you not love me or something?" I asked with faux hurt.

Michael gasped dramatically and gave me a look. "You know I love you. You know I do," he said softly but seriously. I snickered and he tilted my chin up with his fingers looking in my eyes. He smiled at me and I smiled back at him. "I'll sing to you anytime you want. There's nothing in this world I wouldn't do for you," he said softly rubbing his thumb gently across my bottom lip. I kissed his thumb making him smile. "There's nothing I wouldn't do for you either," I whispered back. "I know," he said leaning in to give me a kiss.

I laid my head on his shoulder as his head laid on top of mine for the rest of the car ride. "We're here you two," Bill said, turning around at us. Michael removed his head from mine and smiled at me. "I need you to put this blindfold on and I know you spent all that time on your makeup but I promise you it's only for about 20 seconds."

I sighed, "Fine." He smiled, "Thank you," he said getting out of the car and helping me out. "You better not let me trip," I teased and he snickered, "I'm so serious, Michael," I added sternly and he patted my lower back. "I know you are baby, I know."

"Almost there," Michael said as I tripped over something almost falling. "Michael!!" I exclaimed and he laughed pulling me closer to him. I stopped walking and folded my arms, "I'm taking this fucking thing off," I said going to undo it. "NO! Not yet. You tripped over your own feet, that's not my fault," he defended grabbing me tighter.

I sucked my teeth and continued to help me walk to wherever we were going. "Okay, stand here," he said, letting me go. I stood in one place and went to remove the blindfold but Michael yelled at me not to. "Not yet! Geez, I knew you were impatient but not this impatient," he said and I flipped him off. "I love you too baby," he teased, "Okay, open your eyes on the count of 3."

My hands went up to untie the blindfold as Michael counted down, "And 3," he said softly as I took the blindfold off. I gasped at the sight. "Michael," I said, covering my mouth with my hand as he held out his hand for me to take.

He rented out a nice yacht for us to have dinner, watch the fireworks once it hit the New Year, and we were spending the night on it.

"You do listen to me!" I exclaimed, walking up to take his hand. "Sometimes," he shrugged and I pushed his shoulder playfully, causing him to laugh. I had told Michael months back that I wanted to charter a yacht for a day and spend a night on one and he made it happen for me.

I grabbed his hand and he handed me a single rose. "For the most beautiful woman in the world," he said softly and I softly took it from him kissing his cheek. "Thank you babe."

He walked me up the steps to the white yacht and I spoke, "Michael, this is beautiful," I said looking around and he smiled, "You haven't seen anything yet."

And he was right, he took up the second level where there were white couches, TVs, a bar, a sound system, and of course a deck to overlook the water. "Good evening Mr. Jackson, Ms. Richmond. I'm Phillip and I will be your captain tonight. We'll be leaving the dock in about 5 minutes to set out on our cruise. Any questions feel free to ask," the captain said, nodding at us. "Thank you," Michael and I both said simultaneously. "Joker, Smiles, I'm outta here but I hope you two have an amazing night. Happy New Year and Happy Anniversary. Love the both of you. I'll be back tomorrow when you guys dock," Bill said.

"Okay, thank you Bill. Happy New Year to you," Michael said, giving him a hug. "Thanks Bill," I said, going to give him a hug. "His presents are on your side of the closet upstairs," Bill whispered in my ear. "Thank you. Happy New Year," I said in his ear as we pulled back from our hug.

I watched Bill walk away as I heard a champagne bottle pop from the bar. I saw Michael pouring the both of us champagne and I smiled watching him. He walked over to me, handing me a flute. "Thank you," I said softly and he smiled. "One sec," he said, going over to the sound system.

I looked out towards the ocean as we started to slowly cruise out to sea. As I walked out towards the deck, watching the waves, I heard 'Cruisin' by Smokey Robinson start to play throughout the boat and an arm being wrapped around my waist.