Going crazy with love....over you Part 1.

Michael leaned back into the softness of the expensive material of the limo seat, and gazed at the beautiful woman across from him. Her soft brown skin was as smooth as silk and the soft seductive scent of her perfume was driving him crazy. She glanced at him quickly, and he hurriedly turned his face away, but not before he saw her big doe eyes crinkle in smug satisfaction. Dammit! she'd caught him staring. He hated  the knowing look she had a tendency to wear, whenever she caught him staring. She knew how he felt about her, she'd known for years he was in love with her. Probably ever since he was so young, people never would have believed he thought of such things. He'd been wanting her, dreaming of her, longing for her. She was in his heart, his soul, and now, she was in his blood...

He took stock of the situation. He'd fought for years and years to the tune of hundreds of thousands of dollars to get this woman! He'd been wining and dining her for damn near a year. Just tonight, he'd flown them out to see a show at L'vaseurs where dinner and a show had cost a cool 5000, not incl the tip to the server and the Maître d. She had been very impressed by the show and positively enamored  by the  expensive entrees, so afterwards, to top it off,  he had his pilot PJ (private jet) them to L'Mason for a very expensive yet delicious desert. She enjoyed the soufflés very much and had smiled appreciatively at him throughout. He was so excited. He had worked so long and hard to get to this point! Tonight HAD to be the night. He was finally going to pluck her sweet fruit! Just the thought of it had his mouth watering. He glanced quickly at her, and gulped. The sheer silkiness of her strapless, white sheaf evening gown was making him dizzy. The gown was a St Laur'eurnt exclusive. And man was she ever wearing it! Her dark hair tousled over her slim elegant shoulders as she pulled off her white fox fur and turned her lovely face up to look at him. He caught his breath at the full sight of her. He took in the flawless skin, her large doe like eyes, and soft sensuous lips. God, she was breathtaking!  He'd been in love with her so long, It felt like a life time! She had known how he felt but always treated it like it was just a mere crush, (the same way his mother always did) This drove him mad, because he knew even way back then that she was 'the one'..

 'You're my everything!'   he thought desperately. Watching her lean over to  adjust the air flow, her full breasts straining against the silk of her dress and causing the expensive material of Michael's custom made suit to tighten painfully around his package. 'Please God, he prayed, silently. 'Please let tonight be the night_ I can't wait any longer!'

He moved closer to her, and tried to maintain his composure, as she turned that beautiful face toward him and smiled as he moved in to kiss her. He meant to keep it soft and sweet but, the moment he touched those lips, he began to lose control. Heat swept over him as he leaned further down and kissed her more deeply. He could feel her heartbeat begin to speed up but it could never catch his. Because his was racing out of control! He wanted to drink this woman like a fine wine! His large hand slipped up and tentatively touched her breast. He felt her gasp, but she didn't jerk away so he gently kneaded, and squeezed it. Then grasped the protruding nipple between his thumb and forefinger, and rolled it so it was rock hard. Diana whimpered softly,  and tried to pull away. The heat was engulfing him now, and he none-to-gently yanked her pretty ass back to him. Then grasping her around the middle, so she couldn't get away.  He leaned in and resumed kissing her, moving from her mouth to her throat, and leaving a trail of fire in his wake. He pulled her closer to him, refusing to give her a chance to get scared. It was weird because she was the older one, but she always acted like a scared school girl when things began to get hot between them. Tonight she WON'T get away! He thought to himself. Remembering exactly why he'd written that song just for her. He felt her squirm, then watched her bite her lip, as she pulled away. She put her hand to her mouth uncomfortably. It was something she always did, when she was feeling scared or distressed.

What the hell is the hold up?  He thought- growing irritated, watching her.   Don't you want me baby? And if no, why not!? How long is it fair to make a man wait? Especially when he's spent the kind of money I've spent in the past year?  She seemed to sense his irritation because the next moment, she moved back into his arms, and slowly accepted his kisses. Michael's spirits' began to climb. Yes, yes,  Thank you God! he thought excitedly. I knew tonight would be the night. He mentally willed his driver to hurry up and get them back to the house...

Big John and Mark, his body guards, were in front. Mark was driving. He often doubled as a guard and driver when MJ wanted the back seat empty except for he and his   'Goddess'  as he always called Diana. Big John glanced at him, and Mark knew what he was thinking. that Mike thought tonight would be the night,  and this heifer was going to play him once again. All the guards knew it hadn't happened yet by MJ's demeanor. He would always go in so hopeful and come out looking pissed and dejected. No matter how much money he spent or where he took her, or how many times, she said she loved him, she seemed to love to play games much more.
They all had bets on what he would do, go off, scream at her, break up with her or whatever..  Mark even believed he would try to take it, but Big John knew he'd never do that. He didn't have that kind of ....temperament.. But Anyway, they were pulling up to her overdone estate, and he was wondering why he didn't bet the guys more money. Hell this was a sure thing!  Big John had bet he would 'lose it'  and finally tell her off. He was looking forward to it. The bitch played too many games with the boy's heart. Over and over he'd seen her do that.  For the life of him he could not figure out why MJ was so crazy about this woman. Yes, she was pretty as hell,  But who gave a damn! for men like Michael, pretty women were a dime a dozen, but MJ always acted like he couldn't live without her! Almost  like she had some kind of spell  on him!  He'd been in love with her since he was a little kid when he used to get his ass tore up for trying to peak at her in the shower at the pool house. Big John had been there and noticed even then, that no matter how many times Joe tore his ass up, he'd still go back and try to peak at that woman again! When it came to her, MJ  was like a moth drawn irresistibly to a flame..

His thoughts were interrupted, by Mark, as he pulled the limo up to the entrance of the house, John could almost feel MJ's excitement through the sound proof, darkened partition. He braced himself for MJ to go in excited, and come out in tears. He already knew he was going to tell them to go on and he would call them later (hoping that later meant tomorrow. They already knew not to leave. Big John was out of the car in a flash opening the door for them. They emerged looking flushed and Michael had his arm around Diana's waist. He looked so happy and in love it almost broke John's heart to look at him. He turned his head away and ended up meeting Mark's gaze. His buddy's gaze was dark, and somber, yet expectant at the same time.

Mike's happy face turned toward his men and jerked his head to the side. They knew he wanted them to leave and come and get him in the morning. They both nodded, but neither moved...

MJ didn't notice, he was hurriedly ushering Diana toward the door. He couldn't wait to hold her in his arms, couldn't wait to rip that white dress off of her. He really didn't give a damn how much it cost. He couldn't wait to feel himself inside of her, kissing, stroking, driving her wild... He was almost at the door when he suddenly felt the pull back. Not just hesitation, but full on, pull back. NO!  his mind screamed. She better not even think about it!  He turned slowly,  and looked at her. She looked anxious and unsure, and was biting her lip hard.  " Michael.. I...I. can't..." she began.  " I'm .. just not ready- " A flash of red raced before his eyes, as he stared at her.  Oh, yes the hell you are!  he thought darkly. And yes the hell you will! He fell back, for exactly 3 seconds, as his eyes flashed angrily.  Diana shook her loose curls. "I....I'm sorry I just-" Michael didn't give her a chance to finish. His muscles were taunt with determination.  Stepping forward, he grasped her slim arm and roughly yanked her toward the door. He didn't say a word,   he was done talking!  She's  gonna give this ass up tonight! He thought angrily. He was so enraged, and focused,  he didn't notice she was starting to cry, and trying to pull away. He over powered her, and came back to wrap his powerful arms around her tiny waist and lift her bodily up off the ground intending to carry her inside, whether she wanted to go or not! Diana's arms began to flail out, and she started to beg. "Michael please stop!  I can't..." Michael was beyond listening to her bullshit. Obviously, if he waited on her it would never happen. It was going to happen tonight -dammit! He had waited patiently for damn near a year!! He was NOT going to wait any longer. Damn her!  He yanked the keys from her tiny hand while still holding her close with his left arm, slightly off the ground so she couldn't run away. He turned and stabbed the key roughly into the lock with his right.

Diana shrieked loudly, and suddenly he could hear both Big John and Mark running toward them. He slid Diana back to the ground and whipped around to face them, still keeping a strong arm around her middle. His face wore a don't fuck with me -look. John looked from him to Diana's disheveled clothes, fresh tears, and fear filled face,  back to him.  John was so stunned at the scene, that he had to take a step back, blink, and look again! He turned, and  gaped at Mark in astonished confusion.  Mark didn't seem surprised at all, only resigned as if  he'd been expecting this.  He held his hands out in front of him, gesturing toward Michael. Obviously to calm the situation.   "Sir listen, I know how you feel ok, but it can't go down this way"  Big John found his voice and joined in.
"Right - C'mon Mike,  you know you can't take no pussy! You gotta wait it out no matter what!"

Michael swung his darkened eyes toward John and almost growled. " Get the fuck outta my way  Big John!"  He was  looking John up and down the way ppl do in the street before they jump on you and try to kick your ass. John was amazed. Yeah, ok  he knew MJ was a 2nd degree black belt but  he was twice his size, and trained in 3 different types of martial arts!!  Yet he could tell by the look on his face, MJ fully intended to try to beat him down over the right to take this woman away! He shook his head, feeling like he was in the twilight zone, and not really seeing what he thought he was seeing.  He tried again.  "Sir, listen, I know how much- 
" You didn't hear me" Michael snarled in a low and dangerous tone.  "I said get the fuck out of my way!"   John looked incredulously at Mark. His eyes wide like saucers.  Even Mark was stunned into silence- and he was the one who predicted this! Was this really soft spoken, almost never angry Mike?? He'd never seen him display this much testosterone.. But leave it to this woman to bring it out him.   He stepped in, and tried again.  Then glancing at Diana's tear stained, and frightened face, he knew exactly what to say.

"Sir,"   he said more softly.  "Look at the woman you love. Look at her face,  Is this the way you want her to look at you?"  Michael slowly swung his hardened brown eyes toward Diana, and saw the frightened tears on her soft brown cheeks. She looked up at him like he'd destroyed every bit of trust she'd ever had in him. Michael felt all the blood drain from his face at that look. He shook his head trying to blot it out. He released her arm as the reality of what he tried to do washed over him like acid rain.  "Baby... I.. I'm so sor-" She backed away, and shook her head like she didn't want to hear it. She turned toward her door just as her burly white body guard opened it. He'd obviously heard the commotion, because he turned and motioned to a shorter Latino looking guard behind him. They both moved forward, and  loomed in the doorway like twin tanks, silently summing up the scene.  Once they saw Diana's teary face, and MJ's repentant one, they stepped angrily outside. Their faces contorted in anger as they motioned to a maid to grab Diana protectively, and usher her inside >as if Mike might try to grab her and steal her away.   The minute she was out of earshot, they turned back angrily to big John and Mark. Gary, the white guard pointed his meaty finger toward Michael who was walking dejectedly back to the car trying to hold in his tears, but not succeeding. " You best control your  animal! " he shouted.  "Cuz we know how to deal with fools who git outta line round heah! ""Yeah!"  Jose, the Latino guard brought up his rear, and came up beside him.
"Who the hell does he think he is, trying to get some! His ass wouldn't know what to do with it anyway!" " Didn't his momma teach him NO means NO!  if he tries that shit again, he'll get stomped out!

" Who the hell are you calling an animal " big John snapped.  "Yall fools will be the ones gettin stomped out fool!  And tell that bitch to stop playin virgin Mary and leading mother fuckers on!"
"Bitch!" Gary repeated enraged. " Yall tryin t' get jacked up round these parts! keep poppin off at the mouth! "  Both he and the shorter guard were moving menacingly close to big John.

 John began to take off his chain as Mark came over and grabbed his arm.
He half pulled and half pushed a very angry John toward the waiting car. " Let's go man!"   He hissed quietly. "No!"  John started to yank away. " Did you hear what them fools is sayin?" Mark wrenched his arm, and looked him dead in the eye.
" Do you want them to call the police? You KNOW what Mike was trying to do!"

John had forgotten about that. He shut up, and moved grudgingly toward the car. When he got there, he leaned inside, and lowered the partition so he could check on Mike. (ignoring the fact that guards were NEVER allowed to touch it.
Mike was sitting with his head n in his hands sobbing profusely.  John put a steadying hand on his shoulder. "Hey man, It's gonna be ok" Michael shook his head dismally.
"  No, it won't!  Oh God, I messed it up forever!" he sobbed, hopelessly
"I know I lost her for good!"  His wide shoulders heaved with his sobs.

John squeezed his shoulder,  disregarding the formalities. John swung his full sized frame into the car, and turned back to MJ.
" Mike man, what were you thinking?"  He asked softly.  Michael shook his head hopelessly. " I ... I don't know.. I just lost it! God what am I going to do without my baby!" with that he burst into a fresh round of tears

John sighed as he got in and glanced at Mark. Mark looked almost guilty as if he had brought the situation on by predicting it. He looked back at Michael, who was a mass of tears and heart ache.

" Mike listen, man," he said in a stern yet compassionate voice. His tone was so understanding , yet commanding that Michael lifted his tear drenched face and listened to him"

"She'll forgive you and you WILL get her back"     He said quietly but with a strong authority.   " what ...what makes you think so? "   Michael near whispered, struggling to regain his composure..   "Because she loves you"   Mark told him simply.  He nodded, knowingly.   " I promise you, she'll come back  just give it some time.."   John watched the flicker of  hope as it came into Michael's eyes. He sure as hell hoped Mark was right, but who knew with women They were so temperamental, and hard to please.  

He swung around as Mark started the car, the energy was at low ebb now, all the liveliness of the evening seemed to have evaporated..  They pulled out of the private estate and headed toward Encino...   
I can't believe I acted like that! Michael silently yelled within himself  How can I get her back?  God please let her come back to me!  He yanked his body away from the right side because he could still smell Diana's perfume on the seat, and it was driving him crazy. Instantly, he remembered her soft succulent lips and big doe eyes. The feel of her soft breasts under his hands, and how it felt to wrap his arms around that tiny waist. Michael sighed in agony, and leaned back closing his eyes, and trying to blot out the next image. The one where the love of his life is looking at him like he's a monster. The love in his heart rose up like thick bile and almost choked him. Would he ever see his baby again? Would she ever forgive him ? Would he ever be able to hold her in his arms again? He sank back in the seat, and inhaled her lingering scent, as a fresh torrent of tears made a sad, slow unrelenting path down his face..   Baby...PLEASE!   He thought desperately.  Please come back,  I swear I'll control it,  just give me one more chance,  please baby....

The sky grew ominously dark, and menacing as they neared home.  The heavens seemed ready to pour out enough water to replenish an oceans  The clouds grew so thick, and dark it looked like someone had thrown a curtain over the sun. Mark was moving fast, and swerving the car, obviously trying to beat the impending rain.  But Michael's world was already so dark and dismal, he didn't even notice.  He didn't give a damn about the rain or anything else. Only one sad thought permeated the recesses of his inconsolable mind.... Diana....He thought over and over again. Oh..God, ..Diana!...
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