AN: Thanks for all the love and support for my little story. Here is the promised striptease chapter, hope you will enjoy the fun and smut. As always read and review. Love to you all. JEN

As we walk home from The Black Sand Michael keeps his arm tightly wrapped around my waist and I press closer to him with each step. I let out a contented sigh and I hear him laugh as he stops and places a gentle kiss on my forehead. I lace my hands around his neck and pull him into a gentle kiss, as our tongues brush I taste the hint of Guinness on his breath and moan into the kiss causing Michael to pull me closer.

I fumble with the key trying in vain to unlock the door to our loft and not focus on Michael's hands as they cup and message my ass. I let out a moan as his hands travel up my torso and roughly cup at my breasts. Once we get inside he slams me against the door and continues his assault on my body as his lips hover over my ear "I made it out alive Fi." His voice is dark and husky, heavily tinted with lust as my mind recalls the promise I made him.

I flash him a wicked smile, "So you did." I run my tongue along my teeth and relish in the growl that rips from his throat. "Are you willing to play by my rules?" He shakes his head yes and I lock my hands on to his hips and change our positions pressing Michael hard against the door. I rise up on my tip toes and kiss him roughly. As his hands thread into my hair I lock mine around his wrists and pull them to his sides. "Don't move an inch."

I step away, allowing him to have a full view of my body. I cup my hands over my breasts and start to gently message them. I close my eyes and let a moan fall from my lips as I hear a whine come from Michael's. I stare into his eyes, which are burning with lust and desire as I slowly slide my hands down my torso, "You where a good boy with my brothers…" I stop when I reach the waistband of my skirt. "But now…" I let my fingers dip into my skirt and close to my core as I watch Michael's body try not to react. "You have to be good for me."

I run my fingers along my core, finding that I am already wet, as I swirl my fingers into that wetness I hear my name fall from Michael's lips. "I plan to be very good for you." I bring my fingers to his mouth and his lips part as I gently push my fingers in and he swirls his tongue around them. I pull them out and give him a stern look.

"Now I want you to go and sit there." I point to a brown chair sitting in front of the balcony door. I watch as he crosses the room, smiling to myself as I admire the view. "Take off your jacket." He stops for a moment and the garment falls to the floor before he resumes his walk. He sits in the chair and gives me an alluring smile, his eyes alight with anticipation.

I cross the room in a slow and predatory manner, earning me a growl from Michael. I rake my eyes over his body and lock mine with his as I once again test him by stopping midway and skimming my fingers over my breasts before giving my hardened nipples a squeeze through the thin fabric of my top. I continue my actions waiting to see how Michael will react. His eyes remain locked on my breasts as he grabs the custom of the chair to stop himself from rising.

"Good boy Michael. You deserve a reward." I walk over to the chair and stand behind him. I let my hands rest on his shoulders and begin to gently message the muscle as I feel his body relax under my touch. As I increase my pressure I hear moans and groans escape his lips. I run my tongue along the shell and his eyes fall closed. "Keep them close, love." I wait for a moment before moving my hands down his chest and unbuttoning his shirt at an agonizingly slow pace.

I reach the last button and let the shirt fall open as my fingers flick over his nipples and down his torso before running them back up to his shoulders. My name is soft and sweet as it falls from his lips and I almost moan as I slide the shirt down his arms and away from his body. "That's better…for me." I see the smile on his face and have to smile too. I run my hands down his arms, relishing the goosebumps that my touch leaves behind.

I reach his wrists bringing them together behind the chair and securing them into a pair of metal handcuffs. I expect his eyes to open and when they don't I return my lips to his ear, "Open your eyes." When he does I see the light blue darkened by the fires of desire. I let my hips sway from side to side as I let my hands come to rest on Michael's shoulders. I hear the metal protest and I let out a wicked laugh. "Don't worry Michael; you'll get to touch me before the nights over."

I move my hands to the hem of my shirt and inch by inch pull it up my body. When I reach my breasts I stop for a moment and lick my lips as Michael's eyes remained locked on my hands. I pull the top over my head, throwing it haphazardly onto the floor and revealing to Michael a baby blue lace push up bra. I join my hands together and raise my arms above my head, causing my breasts to firm and giving him ample view of my cleavage.

"Do you like what you see?" I give him a wicked smile and again I hear the metal of his cuffs protest. "Please." His voice is husky and strained as his tongue runs across his lips. I cock my head and cross my arms under my breasts. "Please what Michael?" His eyes are pleading as he again licks his lips. "I want a taste." I run my finger along the ridge before pulling the material down and exposing my left breast. I bring it to his lips and a feral snarl rips from his lips as they wrap around my nipple. He sucks hard and flicks his tongue over the sensitive skin drawing moans and whimpers from me as he increases his pressure. I lace my fingers roughly into his hair and hold him to me. He bites down roughly and I scream his name as I dig my nails into his scalp. I pull away and step back as I return the material to its original placement.

"I've seen the way that you look at my ass when I wear this skirt." I turn my back and look at him over my shoulder as his eyes rake down my body. I run my hands down the zipper, unzipping it slowly before looping my fingers into the waistband. I rock my hips from side to side as I let the skirt fall to the floor; I step out of it and turn to face Michael. "Am I being good?" His eyes smolder as they silently plead with me. "You have, love. I think you deserve another reward." I let my eyes rake over his body and I notice that he is following the path of my eyes. I let mine settle on his hardened erection and I see Michael swallow hard.

"Let's get you a little more comfortable." I slowly run my finger down his throat, over his collarbone, down the middle of his chest and torso before letting my finger come to rest over the bottom of his slacks. I make quick work of the button and zipper and push the pants down his hips, Michael lifts his ass off of the chair allowing me to push them completely off. He moans when he's freed from the garments and I snicker. "You might be comfortable now but things are about to get a lot harder for you." Michael groans as I wrap my fingers around his shaft and give it a firm squeeze.

I continue to pump his shaft as I dip my head down and circle my tongue around his tip, lapping at the beads of precum as they form. When I hear the metal protest I press my tongue into his slit and increase my pressure. When I feel his muscles start to tense I quickly release him from my mouth and smirk at the muttered curses that escape his lips. I look up at him and smile as I lick the corner of my mouth, "Did you want to finish Michael?" He shakes his head as a whine escape his lips.

I smile on the inside as I see the frustration on his face. I place my hands on my hips and sway from side to side, watching as Michael's eyes follow my actions. "Do you like this color on me? I thought of your eyes when I bought it." I see him nod and I give him a wicked smile. "I like it too but I think it'll look better on the floor." I reach my hands behind me and unclasp my bra, letting it fall to the floor as his eyes focus again on my breasts. I let my thumbs rub over my nipples and I let a moan escape my lips as I keep my eyes locked with Michael's.

I let my right hand slide down my torso, again letting it come to rest at the waistband of my thong. I dip my hand and let my trigger finger brush along my core; I push my finger in and out and moan as I increase my pace. "Please Fi, let me watch." His voice is strained and pleading, I remove my finger and raise an eyebrow as I loop my fingers into the waistband of my thong. "Watch what Michael?" I give him a seductive smile and he returns it. "Watch you pleasure yourself." I let my tongue dart out to wet my lips; I push my thong down and let it fall to the floor.

I move a chair in front of Michael and sit with my legs closed and my hands on my knees. I squeeze my breast between my arms and smile at the sounds that fall from his lips. I spread my legs slowly and stop when I'm sure that Michael has a full view of my core. "Is this a good view, love?" I cock my head and let my fingers slide over my core a few times. "Yes." His voice is again strained and pleading and I let out a wicked laugh. "Watch me Michael." I let my trigger finger dip into my core as I start a slow and steady rhythm. I moan as I increase my pace and hear Michael whimper. I add my middle finger and watch as his mouth falls open as my juices start to drip down my legs.

"You're beautiful." His voice is soft and weak. I still my motions and cock my head as see the look of love in his eyes. "Come to me, Fiona." I stand; our eyes stay locked as I straddle his lap and guide him inside of me. We both moan as our bodies join together and I push myself down and take in every inch of Michael's shaft with each thrust. I bring my lips to his ears as I still my motions and hear him groan, "It's time to give you your final reward." I reach into my hair, which is pulled up into a messy bun…a hairstyle I know drives Michael crazy and I retrieve the key to the cuffs and lean forward as I reach behind the chair and unlock his wrists from their confines.

He flexes his wrists and brings his hands quickly in front of him and locks them onto my hips. "Now it's time for me to set the rules." His voice is heavy with lust as he guides me up and slams me down roughly. "Come for me NOW." His words come out in a growl as he continues the rough pace as I dig my nails into his back. In four rough trusts I feel my walls tighten and Michael's nails dig into my hips as he increases his pace. Two more thrusts is all it takes to send me over the edge and I orgasm as I let his name fall from my lips.

I rest my head on his shoulders and place gentle, feather light kisses up his neck as he runs his fingers up and down my back. "God I love you Fiona." I snicker as I place a bite to the flesh of his neck and hear him moan and pull me closer. "I love you too, Michael."