New Beginnings XIV

New Beginnings XIV

December 1991

Lexi stood beside Brette holding the giant scissors and nervously smiled for the cameras as they marked the grand opening of the clinic she had worked so hard to open. The Chamber of Commerce presented them with a key to the city and news crews jostled to get the best angle for their coverage of the event. Brette Davis spoke eloquently about her daughters love for charity work and how pleased she personally was to share her dream with others less fortunate. Finally after plenty of donated food and cake they saw their first patients. To Lexi it seemed like the line ran around the block, as familiar faces crowded in to see a medical professional for the first time in years. Later she locked the door at last and looked noticing the time; and saw that it was seven and decided to just drive to her Mom’s house and stay there for the evening.

Michael watched as the last of the trucks pulled out of the warehouse filled with all the fixings for a great holiday dinner for underprivileged families in South Central and East Los Angeles. MJJ Productions sponsored the dinners hoping that it would bring the children and families closer together for their holiday gatherings. Calling the clinic he left a message with the answering service and Lexi called back within minutes. “Hey girl, you are so important now. I love that you have your own answering service.” Michael teased. “I know huh. I am afraid that this pager and I are going to become best friends. Where are you?” She asked sweetly. Michael could hear the smile in her voice and it made him happy, “Well, we just sent the trucks out. I am free the rest of the night are you at the house? I want to come see you.” Lexi paused before answering, “No…I am at my Mom’s.” The long silence that followed filled the air with uncertainty before she finally spoke. “Listen, I can leave. Where do you want to meet me?” “Thanks, I really appreciate it. Honestly I don’t mind going over there to your Mom’s you know that.” Michael tried to reassure her that he would join her in spite of the ordeal that had happened the last time he had visited her when her Cousin passed away. “No, Michael…pick a place Babe.” Lexi’s soft voice caught his heart and he closed his eyes thinking about how badly he missed her. “The hotel, meet me at the hotel then.” “I will be there in forty five minutes. I love you Michael…” The click of the receiver echoed in his ear and he stood for a moment and held it to his chest thinking about how lucky he was to have her in his life. “I love you too Lex…I love you too.”

Rushing through the lobby, Lexi flipped her hair back as she arrived at the elevators and waited to see Michael. As the door opened she paused for the riders to exit before stepping on board. Moving through the door she was suddenly crowded by a hotel guest behind her that was apparently in a hurry to enter. Almost falling, she was caught by strong hands as she fell against the back wall of the car as the doors closed. “You could have at least said excuse me, I almost fell down.” Lexi said in an annoyed voice. Turning around to confront the man who so rudely shoved her in the car she was again pushed against the back wall of the elevator. “Shh, stop talking and kiss me. I’ve been waiting for you in that lobby forever.” Michael’s soft voice filled her ears right before his lips met hers in a feverish kiss of desire. For a moment Lexi was confused. She looked up at thick horned rimmed glasses and sandy brown hair. A London Fog trench coat hid his clothing but when he opened his eyes as he kissed her she knew for sure he was all Michael. He could never disguise his beautiful eyes.  “Michael…push the button.” She whispered quietly. “What?” he moaned as he dragged his lips across her throat. “The elevator button, push it. Put the key in and push the button. The car is not moving.” Her giggle broke him out of his lustful moment and he turned and pushed the key in the slot and hit the 19^th floor for the suite. “

Having removed his disguise, Michael unlocked the door and Lexi stopped in her tracks. It was the first time she had been back since the awful week they had spent there at the end of the summer. “Are you alright? I didn’t even think about it when I suggested we come here.” Michael stepped back out of the suite and held her close. “We can go somewhere else if you would like? The Hideout isn’t far.” He tenderly kissed the top of her head and she closed her eyes trying to get her courage up to face the demons of their past. “They brought up dinner for us. I knew you would be tired…I’m really proud of you Babe. I wish I would have had the courage to go.” Michael heard her sniffle and he pulled her closer. “Come on, let’s leave. I don’t want to upset you.” He pulled away to shut the door but Lexi snuck through before he had a chance to close it. “Alexis, I don’t want you to be uncomfortable here. You don’t deserve it. I’m, god…I’m so sorry.” Michael stood in the hallway and hung his head in regret. “Michael, just come inside. I’ll be fine, let’s eat dinner.” Lexi wiped her eyes and then her hands on her jeans.  Slowly walking in, he pushed the door shut, shaking his head in wonder at her strength. “Thanks, sometime I don’t think I deserve you Lex.” “Don’t say that Michael, I just need a minute is all. I will be alright…and so will you.”

After cleaning up their dinner dishes from the breakfast bar, Lexi sat down on the couch and watched “The Year Without a Santa Claus” while Michael made his nightly business calls. She was giggling over the program when he finally joined her. “Oh I love this show; we used to sneak to watch it when we were kids.” His smile made her heart jump. “I’m sorry, I know it is not any of my business…but I hate that you have never had a Christmas. You of all people, you are so giving. You deserve it.” Lexi took his hand and squeezed it lightly. His smile disappeared and he seemed to get a faraway look in his eye, “It’s OK, besides I haven’t really felt like celebrating the last few years. Well not until now, and now I am going to be away.” Lexi leaned into him, as he put his arm around her and snuggled up into his warm embrace, “Oh this is my favorite song right here Lex. I came in at the right time.” Pushing her aside he jumped up and started singing and dancing along with the movie.

Plopping back down on the couch he laughed as Lexi was clutching her stomach at the private show he just performed for her, but his exuberance was undeterred. “I really like the Heat Miser song better, but the Snow Miser has awesome choreography don’t you think?” Letting out a little snort of laughter Lexi just nodded her head in agreement. “Really, did you notice he spins like a skater?” Michael stood up and did one of his signature spins for her. Still laughing Lexi sized him up, “Michael is that where you got the idea from, the Snow Miser?” Bursting out again in laughter Lexi stuck her foot out and tapped him on the leg.

Michael stood in front of her with his hands on his hips; trying not to laugh but finally couldn’t hold it in any longer. Sinking down on the couch he laid her down and held her still. “Stop making fun of me or I am going to torture you by tickling you till you beg for mercy.” “I don’t believe you can do that.” Lexi laughed as she wiggled underneath him. Michael reached up trying to grab her wrists in one hand and tickle her side with his other. “Oh no, ha ha. Stop Michael….ha ha ha. Please, you know I can’t stand it….oh god.” Lexi was laughing as they wrestled on the couch when suddenly they rolled off onto the floor. Releasing his hold on her wrists he used both hands to tickle her stomach and sides as he straddled her body. “I am going to get you so bad…” Fighting to get away Lexi struggled to rise up but he held her down squealing with laughter. “Michael, it’s not fair, let me go.” Her breathing came harder and her eyes watered as she rolled back and forth on the floor.

Laughing along with her, Michael bent over to get a better angle on her stomach as Lexi raised her head to try and get away. For a moment it seemed like everything stopped except their heavy breathing as they stared into each other’s eyes. His hands that had been rough and playful suddenly became soft and gentle as he caressed her stomach and began moving them over her breasts while his mouth found her lips. Pushing her back on the floor Michael felt the warm glow of desire begin and he moaned softly as she pushed her chest up eagerly anticipating him touching her body. Naturally his hands were drawn to her hair and he felt his fingers slide through her tresses until he was cradling her in his large palms. Lexi’s dark eyes stared up at him full of expectation and desire, “I want you Michael…take me right now.” Hearing her voice dripping with her longing he set her down and pulled her shirt out of her jeans and pushed it up over her bra. Michael’s teeth bit down gently on her nipple through the fabric of the lace and she groaned in pleasure and anticipation. Looking down as he rolled her hardened point in his teeth she grasped his head and held him close, yearning for a release that was still to come. His voiced dripped with desire, “Mmmm, take your clothes off. I want to feel your body next to me.” Removing her shirt and bra she quickly wriggled out of her jeans and panties as Michael undressed next to her.  Surveying her naked body below him he leaned down and planted tender kisses on her stomach; smiling as her hips seemed to thrust up on their own volition. Soon his lips worked their way up her willing and pliant skin and he found himself once again sucking on her hardened nipple. But this time it was naked, open to his masterful mouth and willing to let him take it between his lips and be controlled. Michael bit down gently, creating a sigh of pleasure from his lover as she moved her hand to her other breast and held it high for him to manipulate. Michael could feel her wetness building as his stomach rested against her crotch and he longed to move down and bury his lips in her musky sweetness.

Without warning her legs wrapped around his body and she rolled him underneath her. Now Lexi lay on top of him arching her back and moving down to pleasure him with her lips. Her dark eyes looked up into his seeking approval and she found his filled with lust and longing. “You drive me crazy for you; let me show you how much…” Lexi moved low sliding her lips over his hardened manhood. Savoring the cry of pleasure he gave as he pulled her down and onto him. “Oh god, yes…” His passionate moan almost became lost as he rose to meet her stroke. Gaining a bit of his composure, he moved her hair out of her face and watched as she skillfully manipulated his flesh. Stretching her lips over his harden shaft and down. Over and over like a practiced ballet, her eyes meeting his…his hips rising to meet her lips. His moans meeting her sighs…until finally he knew he was on the verge of exploding. “Baby I can’t hold on any more…you are turning me on so much.” Slowing down slightly Lexi ran her tongue under his tip and held him seductively in her hand. “I don’t want you to hold on, let go.” Lexi felt him tense as she began to once again please him. Faster and quicker strokes right on the tip, while his hips moved harder against her. Michael cried out, throwing his head back…and arched deeply into her mouth. “Lexi, I…I can’t, babe I’m gonna…….” Plunging down on his manhood she drew back her lips as he released, creating tension for him to push against and lowering herself back down several times as he pulled her towards him. She didn’t stop until she felt him begin to relax, knowing how much pleasure could be found in those moment after…

Michael pulled her up and into his arms as he recovered, “You were..that was, oh god, Lexi…” His body seemed to shake as he held her close. “Shh, Michael relax and enjoy the moment.” Lexi closed her eyes knowing that her time would literally come soon and he would make it up to her. “Thank you, that was incredible.” His heartfelt feelings for her seemed so apparent as they lay on the floor and the Heat Miser song began to play on the television, making them both giggle out loud.

The ringing of the telephone woke Lexi from her brief nap in Michael’s arms. Seeing that he too was asleep she reached over and answered the phone in a sleepy voice.

“Hello”

“Um, is Michael there?”

“Who’s calling please?” 

“His sister, please hurry…it is Latoya.”

“Oh…hold on.”

Lexi shook him awake hurriedly, “Michael, wake up. It’s Latoya on the phone. Quick!” “Who? Toya? Really? Lex, give me the phone.” Michael snatched the phone out of her hand and sat up.

“Toya, where are you?”

“Michael, it is wonderful to hear your voice.”

“Let me come get you, where are you?”

“We’re in New York, but I can’t, not yet Michael…it’s not time.” How is Mother?”

“She’s fine; she really misses you at the house. Toya…the magazine, that really…um that really hurt the family, especially after the book came out, you know.”

“Michael, he made me do it. I told you when I called last summer not to believe anything you might read.”

“Come home girl, please. Let me send Randy. He’s not afraid of Jack.”

“Michael, he is asleep right now and I was able to sneak out to the phone…I just wanted to tell you I love you. I miss you and everyone so much. Please tell them…but I have to go.”

“Latoya, Toya…I am going to be in New York. Let me see…you”

The cruel sound of the dial tone met his ear and he lowered the receiver staring at it for several seconds. “Michael is she alright? What happened?” Setting the phone down he pulled Lexi close, “She said she is in New York. I think I want to go and try and bring her home Lex.” “I think that’s a great idea.” Lexi buried her head in his neck and prayed that he could find his sister.

“I am going to make a few calls and try to head out tomorrow. Do you mind?” Michael stood up and pulled Lexi to her feet. “No of course not, I am tired. I think I will just take a shower and go to bed.” Standing on her tip toes she kissed him on his cheek and left him to his planning. As she walked down the hall she felt a small sense of loneliness begin to creep over her as she realized that she wouldn’t be with Michael on their first Christmas. She had talked to him about it and knew that he didn’t celebrate but they had still planned on having a small dinner at her house and spending the evening together. Now she would celebrate all day with her family as always, but to say she was disappointed was an understatement.

Michael finally crawled in bed several hours later. He had made arrangements to fly out to New York in the early afternoon and it would give him almost five extra days to try and reach Latoya before he had his meetings after Christmas. Having taken a hot shower he felt refreshed as he curled himself around her in the bed. The fragrant smell of her hair wafted deliciously in his nostrils when he nuzzled her neck, “I didn’t think you were ever coming to bed.” Lexi’s tired voice spoke out in the darkness. “Girl, what are you still doing awake? It’s so late.” Michael pulled her hair back and kissed her cheek. “Why do you think?” Rolling over she faced him and pressed her mouth against his impatiently. “Oh, so that’s how it is. I am kind of tired; I think I need to get some rest. I will see you in the morning. Night Babe.” Michael kissed her quickly and rolled over smiling devilishly at his game. “Hmm, really? OK, I see how you are. That’s fine then. Lexi looked over slyly at Michael as he had his back turned and reached for the lamp.

Squinting against the light he waited as she adjusted it to its most dim setting. He was so curious about what she was doing and he wanted to turn over and watch her but didn’t want to lose “the game” and remained in his position on his side of the bed. He could feel her moving around and kicking at the comforter and he wondered what she was up to. Soon she was still except for a slight rocking movement against his back. After a moment he heard her gasp lightly and then a slight moan escaped her mouth. Finally he realized what she was doing and he felt himself grow hard instantly.

Rolling over towards her, he confirmed his wish. Her hand lay between her legs and her eyes were closed in concentration. “Oh god babe, you look so sexy right now. Don’t stop, let me watch you.” Michael whispered softly in her ear causing her to moan again. Bending his head down as he watched her he licked her breast, rolling her nipple back and forth between his lips as her hips began to rise up towards her hand. Eventually he was unable to resist and he moved to taste her and take the place of her fingers with his tongue. Tasting her sweetness he thought back to earlier in the evening and how she had so unselfishly satisfied him and he took extra care to gratify her the same way. Lexi seemed to be lost in a world of her own as she wrapped her legs around him, feeling his soft warmth circling her center. Round and around, then a gentle suck before his full bottom lip slid across her. When he dipped down and tasted her wetness he glanced longingly into her eyes from across her mound. “You taste so good, I love doing this for you. Come for me….” Lexi’s urgent cry echoed in the bedroom as her hips bucked toward his face, “Mich…oh Michael. Please I want you so bad…be inside me.” Michael was aching from his hardness and moved quickly to enter her. She was tight as he slid in and he took a moment because he was so close he didn’t want to spoil it for her, “Are you ready Alexis? You feel so amazing.” Michael’s hips began to rock back and forth slowly. “No…no harder I want you Michael.” Lexi grabbed his face and begged for his sex. Kissing her, she could still taste herself on his lips as he spoke through clenched teeth. “I’m all yours”. Michael pulled her up as he rose on to his knee and he began to thrust.  So hard, he felt he might hurt her if they did it very long but they were both so lost in the moment they couldn’t stop. Lexi was bent back and moaned with every thrust and Michael was staring at her body as he made passionate love to her. Feeling the tightening begin he grasped her hips and pulled her tighter. Starting to quiver, Lexi cried out as her orgasm shook her body like a rag doll. She was practically limp when Michael felt himself gather up and roll into her with a fury.  Finally he pulled her back on top of him and they crumpled together and fell into a deep sleep.

At noon Michael was ready to leave for the airport. The both sat on the bed together just staring at the dark television and not speaking for several long minutes until finally Michael spoke. “I’m sorry I have to leave early.” Lexi looked at him oddly, “What? You have to go. I mean, if you can get to your sister…” Her voice drifted off knowing that it didn’t really need to be said. “Lex” Michael turned and sat on the edge of the bed and opened the nightstand drawer. “I got you something. I wanted you to have something from me….you know.” Turning back towards her he held a small box in plain blue paper. Lexi looked at him with big watery eyes, “Michael, you don’t have to do this. I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable.” He shook his head and shyly smiled, “Nah, don’t worry about it. I want to. Open it, go ‘head.” She took it with a trembling hand, tearing the shiny paper away from the box. Instantly she recognized the vintage Cartier box as she carefully opened it to reveal a set of practically perfect 1 1/2 carot diamond stud earrings.

 “Oh Michael! Oh my god! This is too much!” Taking the box from her hand he pulled one of the earrings out like it was a toy, dropping it on the bed before picking it up again and putting it in her ear. “There look, it looks great on you. You know these used to belong to Marilyn.” His casual statement took Lexi off guard. “Marilyn as in Monroe?” Michael nodded yes and put the other earring in her ear before holding her face and surveying his gift. “Yes, they are perfect. Go look in the mirror.” She couldn’t help but notice his smile and the way his eyes crinkled up in the corner when he was really happy like he was right then. Looking in the mirror Lexi was speechless at her gift. They were so beautiful and more than she could have ever dreamed of. “Michael, they are perfect. Thank you.” He joined her at the mirror and kissed her neck provocatively, “If I had time I would make you wear them and nothing else.” “I would do it too.” Lexi purred back. Turning around in his arms Lexi touched his face gently, “Michael I have something for you too.” His face lit up expectantly at her announcement. “I can tell you now it is not that extravagant.” Michael shook his head, “You know me better than that…right?” Nodding her head Lexi grabbed her purse and fished out her gift for Michael. “It’s not wrapped or anything, I have wanted to give it to you for while now but I just didn’t know when it would be a good time.” Michael looked at her with a puzzled expression on his face. “I don’t understand Lex…what is it.” He could see her eyes starting to water and her face becoming red. “Hey, hey…girl what is it. Why are you crying?” Michael pulled her to him and stroked her hair for a moment. Finally she backed up and took his hand, “This was my Dad’s wedding ring. I have had it since I took it off of him that day in the Emergency Room. I want you to have it now Michael, I love you so much.” Michael stared at his palm as his own tears started to make his eyes blurry. “I, I…Alexis, I don’t know what to say. It is such an honor to accept your gift.” Lexi fell into his arms and they held each other for a long moment. Michael finally pulled back, holding the ring between his fingers. “I am going to wear this on my right hand for now. But when the tour is over and we get married it is going on my left. Do you understand?”

Lexi felt more tears fall down her face, “Michael, are we getting married?” Understanding his mistake he hung his head momentarily, “Lexi, when I asked you to have my baby I thought you understood. I want you to be my Wife too; of course we are getting married…if you’ll have me.” Lexi took her Father’s ring out of his hand and held it for a moment, rubbing it back and forth between her fingers she toyed with the simple band until she finally picked up his left hand and pushed the ring on his finger. “There, now you have my answer Michael. Wear it how you want, but in my heart…from this moment on you are my Husband.” Taking her chin in his free hand Michael looked deep in her eyes, “…and you are my Wife.”

To be continued

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