Better Than You

Michael Phelps worshipped his lifestyle as a leading drug dealer for the mean streets of Baltimore City. He had the most luxurious houses, fastest cars, and most beautiful of women. He had multiple women but he only cared for one; Sarah LaFay. She gave him goose bumps and dissolved him into a stuttering little boy when she was around. She wasn’t like the other women he had around to fuck. She was actually curious about his job. She asked questions and seemed genuinely interested when he talked about work. She rarely ever spent the weekly allowance of $5,000 he gave her.

“How can you love her, boss?! For all we know she’s a spy for James.” Michael’s right hand man, O’Brien as everyone knew him, asked. “She’s not like the others. And tonight I’m going to ask her to marry me.” Michael decided. No one could stop him. Not even his mother. “Honey, we have no information on her. What if she gets a hit out on you?” Debbie Phelps asked of her son. “Mom, I love her and she loves me. I just know it. I’m not a risky man but I’m willing to risk my life for her. I want you all to be there for me if she turns me down.” Michael explained. All the group knew about her was that she was born in Minnesota and came to Maryland to work at the National Aquarium.

That night, Sarah dressed in the dress that Michael had bought her after much protest from her. She stood in her full-length mirror that hung on her closet door and looked at herself. She looked good. She styled her hair in loose curls and finished her make-up with light lipstick. She was never one to look too over done. She slipped into her heels just as she heard the buzzer to her apartment go off.

“You look beautiful, my love.” Michael cooed as he wrapped his arms around his girlfriend. “You tell me that even when I’m naked in your bed.” Sarah giggled as she leaned into him. Michael couldn’t help but smile at her. He did tell her she was beautiful quite often. But he didn’t care; it was the truth. Her radiant blue eyes sparkled under her dark make-up and her black hair framed her face perfectly. “I love you.” She whispered. Michael blushed. Hearing her say those simple three words meant more to him than any deal. “I love you too.” He cooed to her.

Michael took her to the Rusty Scupper. It was her favorite restaurant in the city. He could feel people’s eyes on them as they walked to their seats. He was famous around Maryland, DC, and southern Pennsylvania. “Your usual table, Mr. Phelps. Your waiter will be right with you.” The nervous host said with a short bow. Michael helped Sarah into her seat before taken his own. The ring box tugged at his pocket as he took a sip of his water.

Sarah stared at Michael over her menu. He seemed nervous. She knew Michael was never nervous. “Hun, are you alright? You seem…on edge tonight.” She asked. Michael sent her one of his usual debonair smiles and nodded. “I’m fine, baby, just a bit stressed from work tonight. One of the guys got shot.” He explained. “Oh no. I’ll send him a card. Who was it?” she asked. She knew most of “the guys” on a first name basis so she genuinely felt concern. “Just a newbie. Should be fine though. No need to worry your beautiful self.” He reassured.

Michael ate his lobster slowly. As each moment ticked by, the ring felt heavier and heavier in his pocket. He felt no doubt, though. He knew this was what he wanted. He was twenty-six for Christ’s sake. He sipped his wine and watched Sarah with her crab cakes. She was so precious to him. Sure the sex with her was fantastic, but there was something about her that made him think. He found himself making smarter decisions on deals because of her. He found himself becoming cleverer than the police on deals and other jobs.

After dinner, Michael checked the time to find it was only eight. “Want to walk around?” he asked as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders. “Sure. It’s a nice night out.” Sarah answered. It’s about to get better. He thought with a smile.

They walked around the harbor with minimal talking. It just wasn’t needed. They knew each other well enough to say what they wanted without actually speaking. In front of the aquarium, Michael stopped and pulled Sarah close. “Michael, what are you doing?” she asked as he swayed a little. He couldn’t help but kiss her. This could be the ending of what they had or the beginning of a new chapter for them.

Sarah happily accepted the kiss. She never denied Michael a kiss. She knew it could be their last at any moment. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he deepened the kiss with his tongue. She felt him pull her even closer to his body. “I love you, Sarah. Never forget that. Please.” He whispered to her as she leaned her forehead against his. “I love you too.” She whimpered. Were they breaking up?

Michael reluctantly let go of Sarah and knelt down on one knee. He heard her gasp as he fiddled to open the Jared box that went along with his purchase from Jared. “Sarah, I knew from the moment I met you at that café that we had something special. I know my job is stressful on the both of us. But I want you to be my wife. I can make you happy as you make me. I can’t see myself with anyone else. Please marry me?” he asked as he opened the tiny box.

Michael smiled as she nodded. She was trying to hide the fact that she was crying from him. He gently put the ring on her finger before getting up and hugging her. “Don’t cry, baby. This is the start of something new for us.” He cooed.

Sarah couldn’t stop smiling even when they shared their first kiss as an engaged couple. “Let’s start moving your things into my place.” Michael offered. She laughed and hugged on him. “I think it’s time to do something else.” She cooed. His eyes lit up as she led him back to his Range Rover.

At his mansion just outside of the city, Michael followed Sarah into his bedroom. It was a huge room that was seldom used. He usually slept at Sarah’s or at the shop. Michael tossed his expensive Hugo Boss suit jacket onto the chair that was in the corner before attaching himself to Sarah again. Michael made quick work of Sarah’s dress. “You’re so sexy, baby.” he cooed as he laid her down on the expensive blue sheets. “I love you.” She whimpered as he attacked her neck.

The amazing engagement sex was interrupted by the call of work. Michael had an emergency meeting. “Do you have to go?” Sarah asked sadly. She crawled under the covers and looked at Michael. He was getting redressed in a new suit. Sarah was upset she couldn’t celebrate with her soon-to-be husband. “Yeah, it’s an emergency. But I promise it won’t take long.” He cooed to her.

Michael went into work with a scowl on his face. The entire network knew what he was planning tonight. “This better be fucking important.” He snapped at O’Brien. “It is. There’s a hit out on you. We need to get you out of America for little bit.” O’Brien said as he ran through a list with other men. “What about Sarah? I can’t leave her here. She could be targeted.” Michael protested. “We can’t risk someone infiltrating your plane. We’ll get her on the next plane out. Just please get on the plane.” O’Brien pleaded.

Michael sat on the plane, praying for Sarah to return his texts. He was worried beyond belief. He wanted to know she was okay. “Has anyone been able to get a hold of Sarah? Someone go check my house!” Michael snapped. “I’ve got Mitch on it. He says there hasn’t been any movement. The only light is from your TV in your bedroom.” O’Brien replied.

Sarah sipped her glass of wine. She wanted to be mad at Michael. He put work before her all the time. Her phone vibrated for the third time before she answered. It was Michael. “Baby, I need you to listen to me carefully. One of my guys, Mitch, is outside. He’s gonna keep an eye on you. Tomorrow, you’re going to board a plane to The Bahamas.” She didn’t understand. Was he in trouble? “Michael, what’s going on?” she asked. “I’ll explain everything when you get to there. Just know I love you, baby.” She wanted to be on his private jet with him. She wanted to be close to him. “I love you too. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

The following morning, Michael paced his house $9 million house on the island of Nassau. Sarah was due to be there at any moment. “Michael?” her soft voice echoed. He ran into the foyer and hugged Sarah. “How was your flight, babe?” he asked her. He watched her shrug and rub her eyes tiredly. “Let’s go lay down.” He cooed. He took her bags from her and followed her up the stairs.

They laid in the bed naked, curled up close. “I was so mad last night. I wanted to ignore you.” She whispered. Michael looked down at her and rubbed her cheek with his knuckle. “I’m sorry. I didn’t think we’d have any interruptions. Work knew I was going to ask you to marry me.” he explained. Michael felt terrible for leaving his beautiful fiancée alone last night.

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A week passed by quickly for the couple. Michael worked fervently while Sarah focused on wedding plans. “Michael, can we talk?” Sarah asked as she set dinner on the table. She bit her lip nervously. “I think you should retire.” She started. “Baby, I can’t. This is my livelihood. I want to be able to take care of you for a long time.” He explained. Sarah sighed and looked down at her food. She didn’t want to push the issue but she needed his support. “Please, baby? I don’t know how much longer I can take being a drug lord’s fiancée.” She mumbled.

Michael stared at Sarah in complete shock. “What do you mean?” he asked. “What will we tell our kids when you’re gone for a week? What will they tell their friends when asked what their daddy does for a living?” Sarah asked. “Why are we talking about kids?” Michael asked in confusion. “Well, I’d like to have children, Michael. But I don’t want them questioning what you do. And I don’t want them to worry about whether you come home alive. I hate how it feels to wonder if you’re dead or alive.” She said as tears fell.

Michael got up and crouched down next to Sarah’s chair. “C’mere, honey.” He cooed as he hugged her to his chest. “If you’re really that worried about me, I’ll hand the business over. I’ve got enough money that we can live lavishly for years. Plus, I’m sure Whitney’s husband can give me a job.” Michael explained.

Sarah hugged onto Michael and nuzzled his neck. “Thank you, Michael. This means a lot to me.” she whispered. She felt Michael pick her up and carry her. “Where are we going?” she asked quietly. “We’re gonna take a nice shower.” He cooed.

The couple kissed as they undressed each other. Michael made sure to cover every inch of her beautiful pale skin with his lips. “Michael, touch me.” Sarah whimpered as he sucked on her neck. He picked her up and carried her into the hot shower before crouching down. He kissed her pussy lips softly. Her scent made his eyes roll into the back of his head. Sarah sat down on the sort of bench area in the shower and spread her legs for him.

Michael pulled her towards the edge of the seat and carefully pushed his tongue into her hot pussy. He smiled to himself as she sighed in pleasure. His tongue made deft work of her sensitive core. He nibbled on her nub to bring her closer to orgasm. “Michael, your tongue feels so good.” Sarah cried out as she rolled her hips to his licks. He added a finger to his invasion on her pussy and quickly found her g-spot. He had her screaming in no time. Right on the edge of her orgasm, he stopped.

Sarah could barely move from the pleasure she was feeling. She wanted Michael inside of her. She slowly stood up and wrapped her leg around his hips. He helped her up and onto his hard cock. She bit her lip from the pleasure of his lengthy intruder. “Fuck me, Michael.” She growled. She gripped his shoulder as he slammed her against the shower wall.

He loved her tightness. He stood under the cascading water as he pounded into her. Her nibbles on his neck and ear drove him crazy and he pounded harder. Her encouragement only egged him on. “I’m gonna, baby. I’m close.” He grunted as he curled his toes. She was close too; he could feel it by her tightening around his cock.

The couple came together and shared their orgasms with a heated kiss. “I love you.” Sarah mumbled as Michael kissed her décolleté. They washed each other with kissing and touching every so often.

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Another three months had passed and Sarah was neck deep in wedding plans. She had chosen her dress, Michael’s ring, and the color palette. She was going to do a light green, black, and champagne. Michael wouldn’t share with her any details that he had planned. But he was excited to tell her about his new business adventure with Whitney’s husband, Dan. They were going to into real estate in The Bahamas. Michael was taking college courses in order to become an agent.

“Babe, can you come out here? I have a surprise for you.” Michael called out one day. His surprise was waiting behind the pool house. He was so excited. He had asked Sarah’s friends and family to come to his home so they could share the holidays as a family. “Babe, I’m in the middle of finding us a place to get married. What is it?” Sarah asked as she walked out.

“Surprise!” Michael said as Sarah’s friends and family revealed themselves. Sarah screamed and ran over to her mother. “Mama, I missed you. I’m so sorry I didn’t call.” Sarah said. “It’s alright, baby. Michael has been emailing us weekly to tell us how you are. I can’t believe my baby girl is getting married next month. We have so much to do!” Kathy exclaimed. Michael laughed and walked the grounds with Sarah’s father and brothers.

Sarah, her mom, and her best friends: Leah and Jennifer went into the house to work on the wedding. “Mama, someone else will be at the wedding.” Sarah said as she blushed. “I knew it! You were glowing when you came out. I’m going to be a grandma!” Kathy said as she hugged Sarah. Sarah laughed and rubbed her small belly. She was exactly three months.

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Christmas came around and Sarah had only one gift for Michael: The ultrasound picture from her GYN. She would be turning four months exactly on Christmas. Her family had taken residency up in the pool house after convincing Michael that they were just helping for the wedding. “Michael, wake up. It’s Christmas.” She cooed. She held the paper that had a little green bow on it.

Michael stirred and opened his eyes. He had noticed that Sarah looked different but he thought it was just stress related. “You didn’t have to buy me anything, baby. You know that.” He mumbled as he sat up. “I didn’t.” Sarah said as she handed him his gift. He stared at the black and grey image for a while. He wasn’t quite sure what he was looking for. Then his eyes focused on it. It was a baby. “Merry Christmas.” Sarah squeaked out. “You’re pregnant? How far along? Why did you hide this? I’m gonna be a dad?” Michael rambled. “Sixteen weeks today. I was scared.” Sarah explained.

That day, Michael and Sarah spent all day buying baby furniture and deciding what room was to be the baby’s since they planned on living in The Bahamas for a few more years. Sarah watched Michael as he called his family and told them the good news. She knew he was her soulmate. She couldn’t have asked for a better man.