Meeting Marshall Mathers: The Slim Shady Era

Chapter 22

My heart raced as I opened his bedroom door from behind me, kissing him as he dropped his pants to the floor,

"One minute" He broke from my lips and moved his pants from obstructing the door to close behind us. I then watched him come towards me in his t-shirt and boxers, he soon caught up with me, gripped my shoulders and pushed me upon his bed. He then gripped the bottom of his t-shirt and whipped it over his head and as he threw it the shirt wafted his clean, crisp aftershave up my nostrils. I bit my lip to entice him and he gave an approving smirk before lifting up my top. As he peeled it off my hair fell around my arms, I swooped it over to one side as I laid myself underneath him. Marshall's hands were placed either side of my shoulders, propping himself up. As he looked at me I ran my hand through his short, baby soft blonde hair, his wild eyes gaped at me, but before I could take in anymore of his sexual beauty he leant down to slip his tongue into my mouth, making me clasp my thighs tighter around him,

"You should be stripped naked, not half clothed" He muttered his hot breath into my ear,

"I thought I'd leave some to you" his cheek brushed against mine as he lifted his head to look at my face,

"So I gotta undress the both of us?"

"If you want it..." I teased and arched a brow, "Then yes" he tightened his grip on my hips in hunger for me! I raised my hands to rest them on his neck so that I could pull him down to my mouth, giving him the dirtiest, wettest kiss possible,

"Fuck" He grumbled as he knelt back up. Each time he looked down at my body I could see how long his eyelashes were, he was every ounce of delicious, and right now every ounce of mine.
I watched his fingers fiddle with the top button on my jeans, as soon as the 'pop' sound filled the air my breath sharpened, I knew what was coming and both my butterflies and heart were going at a dramatic rate. He looked at me with such an intense stare as he slowly and agonizingly unzipped my jeans. I tilted my hips in frustration to his touch as he looped his fingers through the belt hoops, pulling them down from my hips. As soon as he pulled them down my thighs I bent my legs to minimise the effort of dragging them all the way off, and now that they were off he did this immensely sexy grin as he ran both of his hands up the silky smooth skin of my legs. When he got to the tops of my thighs he pushed them apart so there was a wide space for him to get between, it wasn't the comfiest of positions but goddamn was I turned on...

"Relax" He demanded with that boyish, dimple revealing, cheeky grin. I took a deep breath in as his head bowed down. I felt a million prickles all over my body as he kissed my stomach and then along my bikini line,

"Marshall...." I moaned in a soft whisper with my eyes closed, he didn't reply but carried on imprinting soft kisses just above the line of my red lace. I put my arm over my eyes as I felt him take down my thong,

"What up!" Proof swung the door open!! I jolted forward and almost kneed Marshall clean in the chin!!!

"Proof man!!!" Em bunched the covers over my half naked self,

"Shit! Sorry dog!" He shouted but chuckled as he closed the door,
"I ain't think you'd be in bed at this time of day my bad dawg!" he said from behind the door,

Marshall and I stared at each other for a short period and then both burst out laughing in embarrassment. I shook my head in utter disbelief that his best friend was just about to catch us fucking,

"I'll... I'll be down in a minute" Em shouted towards the door,

"Yo fuck that! Ima hit the road, you're busy"

"Yo I said I'll be down! Just.. let me cool off" Marshall replied. I flared up when he looked at me, then 'down at himself' and back into my eyes again, I looked away, playing innocent,