Everything I Do
Chapter 2
“I don’t know why you’re mad, Justin, it was just a drink.” Mackenzie said, rolling her eyes.
“Kenz, you and I both know that you gave him your number back there. I just hope you’re not expecting anything… Well, let’s just say permanent.” Justin smirked at his own comment before glancing at his friend.
“Actually, Justin, I was looking for a good *fuck*. If I had a dick, I might be inclined to call you… Well, let’s just say a *cock block*.” Mackenzie laughed as she watched Justin’s mouth fall open and his eyes get wide.
“See… See what hanging out with him for even ten minutes did to my sweet, little Kenzie?”
Mackenzie rolled her eyes and smirked. “Oh, Jus, don’t be such a prude. I haven’t had sex in a little over a year, I’m *dying* here. And *you* expect me to be happy and fun the whole time I’m here, and there is ,like, no possible way that I can be like that. *Especially* if I’m not getting any.”
Justin parked the car and covered his ears. “I don’t wanna hear this. I’m just gonna go sleep soundly in my room and try not to think about what’s going on in yours.”
Mackenzie laughed and kissed his cheek. “I love you, Justin. Prude or not, you *are* the best friend I’ve ever had.”
“I know… Good luck with that whole *good fuck* thing, all I want in life is for you to be happy.”
“Well, thank you. Now go get some sleep, I’ll see you tomorrow.” She said, opening her hotel room door and walking in.
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Two hours later, Mackenzie rolled over in bed to answer the phone on her nightstand.
“Hello?” She asked, still not fully awake.
“Hey, you… Whadda ya doin’?” Marshall asked sounding half asleep himself.
“Sleeping, what time is it?”
“Four.” He answered.
“In the morning? Jesus, yeah… Well, I *was* sleeping.” Mackenzie said, sitting up and pulling the covers around her.
“Wanna *do* something?” Marshall asked quietly.
“*Now*?” Mackenzie asked, thinking about it for a minute. “Why Mr. Mathers… Is this a booty call?”
Marshall laughed. “Baby, if I thought you’d give it up that easily, I’d have gotten it in the club tonight.”
“So, what, then?” Mackenzie asked, a little more awake now.
“I dunno, breakfast?”
“*Breakfast*? That’s the best you can do? In that case, just call me back at, like, ten. We’ll do breakfast *then*.”
“Well, what were *you* thinkin’?” Marshall asked, trying to keep her on the phone.
“Booty call.” She answered, giggling.
“Oh yeah? Well, in that case…”
“Don’t *even*… I *was* thinking ‘booty call’, now I’m thinking *sleep*.”
“Damn.”
Mackenzie laughed. “So why can’t you sleep, Marshall?”
“What makes you think I can’t sleep?” He asked, stunned.
“Well, it’s four in the morning and you called me.”
“Oh, yeah… This is gonna sound really cheesy. I hate cheesiness, but it *is* four a.m. so… I couldn’t stop thinkin’ about you. I had you’re number, so I figured I’d call and find out if you’d let me see you.” He answered pretending to sniffle for effect.
“Aww… You got me then… What time?” Mackenzie asked, laughing.
“I was hoping for… um… now?” Marshall said, laughing too.
“Ok, well, why don’t you come here. That way you have me… and we have privacy in case I happen to start thinking ‘booty call’ again.”
Marshall quickly agreed and headed over to the hotel before she could change her mind.Chapter 3
Mackenzie smiled when the phone rang. “Hello?”
“Yo, so do I get that kiss, or what?”
“Can’t kiss you over the phone. Did you change your mind about comin’?” She asked, giggling.
“Nope… Come answer your door. Oh, and don’t forget to bring that kiss.”
She hung up and walked over to open the door. He stepped inside and smiled when she did. “Well?”
She rolled her eyes and laughed as she leaned over to place her lips on his. The butterflies that she felt surprised her, as did he when he opened his mouth a little. She followed his lead and let her tongue glide over his bottom lip, tasting him. He took her arms and wrapped them around his neck, lifting her up into his arms. She responded by wrapping her legs around his waist and kissing him deeper. When he gently put her down on the bed, she tightened her grip on his neck and pulled him down on top of her. He broke the kiss and laughed quietly.
“So, ya thinkin’ booty call yet?”
She giggled and kissed him once more. “Almost. How bout we talk for a few minutes? That way when I *am* thinking it, I don’t feel like a *total* slut.”
“Whatever you want, sexy.” Marshall said laughing. He sat up on the bed and smiled. “Wow, you’re practically naked.”
Mackenzie blushed and laughed when he leaned over to look down her v-neck shirt. “Hey.” She said, laughing, but she stood up and walked over to her suitcase, anyway.
“Ya don’t hafta cover up.” He said, watching her pull a big sweatshirt out, and put it on.
“Well, why am I gonna sit here and try to tell you about me, while you’re starin’ at my boobs? I might as well *allow* you to pay attention, by covering up.” She said, amused.
“Well, thanks, I appreciate it. Really.” He said back, sarcastically.
“Just for a few minutes.” She pleaded.
“Aight. I probably asked you this already, but It’ll start conversation off, so… How long you been friends with Justin?”
Twenty-three years.” She answered, starting to actually get a little uncomfortable. She hates explaining her and Justin to people.
“Wow. He take care o’ you?”
She nodded. “Yeah, for the most part. I never had a brother, and Justin, being my best friend, came closest to that.”
Aww…Booty call yet?” He said, making her laugh.
“Ya know, I hate to disappoint you, I *really* am a good little southern girl at heart.” She answered.
Marshall raised an eyebrow. “I heard southern girls are *animals* in bed.”
“We are. But we get to know our prey *before* we devour it.”
He smiled and backed up a little. “You wanna get to know *me* first?”
“If that’s ok with you.” She said, being cautious.
“Well, you know I’m Eminem, and you know I put pretty much everything about *me* in my songs. So, what more is there to know?”
“I don’t wanna know *Eminem*. I’m hoping that he *and* Slim Shady won’t be there when I’m completely fucking *Marshall Mathers’* brains out.
Marshall smiled. “Baby, if *that* is what you plan to do after getting to know me, then I promise you that no one *but* Marshall will be there.”
She leaned over and kissed him softly before backing up and pulling the sweatshirt over her head. “Tell me about Kim.”
Marshall sighed. “Nothing to tell… She’s gone, from my life and from my daughter’s.”
“From the things I’ve heard, she sounds like a great kid.”
“She is.” Marshall stated before leaning in to kiss Mackenzie. She opened her mouth and allowed his tongue the entrance that it wanted. He let his hands slide up her waist and move on to her breasts, squeezing them gently. She shifted on the bed so that she could lay back and he could climb on top of her.
“Now?” Marshall whispered into her mouth.
“Uh-huh.” She moaned feeling his hands slide under her shirt as he kissed her harder. Marshall concentrated on her breasts and mouth as he listened to the pounding of his own heart.
“Shit.” Mackenzie said, making Marshall realize that it wasn’t his heart pounding. It was the door.
“Kenz?” He heard and she let out another moan as he squeezed her nipples under her bra.
“Just ignore it.” She whispered, bringing her leg up to wrap it around his waist.
“Mackenzie, *please* open the damn door.” Justin said, louder now, making Marshall stop.
“Just go open it. See what the *fuck* his problem is.” He said, breathing heavily and rolling off of her.
Mackenzie sighed and fixed herself up a bit before walking over and letting herself out into the hallway. “Justin, what’s up?”
“You ok?” He asked, concerned.
“Yeah, I just…Jesus, Justin.” She said, noticing for the first time how scared he looked. “Are *you* ok?”
“I was just worried.”
“Why?”
“Is *he* in there?” He asked, pointing toward the door.
“Marshall? Yeah, I…” Se started.
“Don’t explain yourself. I’m sorry.” He said, turning and heading back to his room.
“Does he scare you *that* bad, Jus?”
Justin’s face turned red and he closed his eyes. “No, Kenz. I just, you’re my best friend and I think you could do so much better than *him*.”
“Jus, Please… I really do like him. He’s… Wait a minute.” She said looking a little bit closer at him. You’re not… Are you jealous?”
Justin rolled his eyes. “Yes, okay? I fly you in hereto spend time with me. And I just see your face when you look at him and when you talk about him. I get upset because you *used* to look at *me* like that. I already miss you and it’s only been a few hours.”
“Aww, Justin.” She said and wrapped her arms around his neck. “I’m sorry, honey, I just… I dunno. It feels so good to be *wanted* and I… I promise that this won’t interfere with *our* time together.”
He nodded and hugged her back, tightly. “Well, go then. Have fun. I really *am* sorry.”
“Don’t be. Get some sleep.” She said as he started walking back into his room. “Oh, and Jus… I love you.”
He smiled again and blew her a kiss. “Love you too, Kenz.” He said, before walking into his room and closing the door.Chapter 4
Marshall looked over at the door when Mackenzie walked back in.
“Everything okay?” He asked.
“Yeah.” She stated walking back over to the bed and climbing on top of him. “Now, where were we?”
Marshall smiled and pulled her face to his. “Right here.” He said as he kissed her, parting her lips with his tongue.
She lifted his back off of the bed and pulled his shirt over his head, throwing it on the floor beside them. Sighing, she kissed his chest, lightly and ran her hands down his body.
“Fuck, Baby.” He moaned as she rolled his nipples lightly between her fingers. He ran his hands up her sides, cupping her breasts, when he reached them, and squeezing gently.
“I *need* to have you inside me.” Mackenzie whispered, making him almost cum in his pants.
“God, baby, just take whatever you want.” He whispered back, and she did. She unbuttoned and unzipped his pants to pull his swollen member from its shelter. Marshall thought he saw something flash in her eyes as she gently licked at his tip, and then her tongue flicked down his shaft. He breathed in and held it, as he watched her take all of him in her mouth and begin to lick and suck her way to his hot juices. When she moaned, so did he, signaling that it was time to switch it up so that he didn’t finish too soon. Marshall pulled her up to face him and kissed her deeply.
“What’s wrong?” She asked, wondering why he stopped her.
“My turn.” He stated, simply, motioning for her to lie on her back. She did as she was told, and soon he was making trails on her body with his tongue.
“Marshall…” She moaned, pulling at what little hair he had on his head. He smiled and moved his tongue closer to her dripping center. He swirled it around the area with such skill that she thought she might pass out from the combination of pleasure and heavy breathing.
“God, baby, please.” She panted, easing his body up hers so that she could kiss him.
“Looks like you’re ready.” He whispered, kissing her and rubbing his hand over her crotch.
She smiled and kissed him back, moaning into his mouth as he pushed his way inside her. He waited for a minute to let her insides adjust to him and then began to thrust, holding her tighter every time.
“Marshall, Jesus, baby.” She moaned, as he moved and throbbed inside of her. He slammed into her with such need, and such force that she felt as though she might break in half.
“Damn, baby, you are *so* beautiful. He whispered, as she began to moan and squirm beneath him, signaling her ending and making him pump faster. After a few seconds, she could hear him grunting from deep within, and with one last thrust, he exploded, letting everything out inside of her.
For a few minutes they just laid like that, him on top of her, her rubbing his smooth, sweaty back with her fingertips. When he finally got up, he didn’t leave. He laid next to her and held her tightly, kissing her again.
“If you want me to go, tell me now, ‘cause I won’t be able to move in a few more seconds.”
She looked at him and shook her head, kissing him before finding her place in his arms. He moved only one more time, to pull the covers up over their naked bodies, before falling asleep with her in his arms.
She woke up again at six. The bed had lost its warmth and she rolled over to move closer to him. Then, she realized why she felt so empty. He wasn’t beside her any longer. She sighed and pulled the covers up around her, not wanting to move. She jumped when she heard a door open and then sighed again, this time from relief, because she realized that he was still there.
“You awake?” he whispered, walking back over to the bed.
“I thought you’d left.” She said, not answering his question, but instead, voicing her own fears.
He let out a quiet laugh. “And leave you all warm and naked in this bed?”
She smiled. “I’m not so warm anymore.”
He lifted the covers and climbed in beside her, pressing his body against hers. “Still naked, though.” He said, making her laugh. “So, why don’t we see if we can warm you up again?”
She climbed on top of him to kiss him and realized that he was ready for round two.... to be continued
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