Chapter 6
Author's Note: I dedicate this chapter to Jenn because I was stuck and she gave me some *awesome* ideas in which I incorporated a couple into this chapter!! Thank You so much Jenn you will never know how much it means that you take the time to help me!! Also thanks to everyone who gives me feedback for this story: Tine, American Sweetheart, Shorty, Alexia, Taz, Sky_jay and amy (if I missed someone please let me know)
Marshall watched Brianna walk away from Proof and whisper something in Libby’s ear before they both entered the house together. When he’d first seen her walking toward him his heart had sped up and he had wanted nothing more than to take her in his arms and kiss her until she forgot there was ever another man in her life but this annoying chick clinging to his side had changed that course of action. Maybe it was for the best. He turned to say something to the clingy chick when he spotted Brianna sauntering out through the patio doors and heading straight for Proof. He froze, his breath caught in his throat and his dick came to full attention. *Barbie* noticed his bulging erection and giggled wildly but he barely heard her. He couldn’t take his eyes off of Brianna. To say that she looked *hot* would be a mild statement....she looked fucking edible. The images flashing through his mind caused him to hurt in places he shouldn’t especially not with this bitch riding his dick. He turned to tell the bitch to get lost but the words were lost and he frowned as he watched Proof put his arm around Brianna and lead her into the pool......
Proof leaned into Brianna and whispered in her ear “I’m gonna pay for this later” he laughed “Marshall’s got fucking flames spouting from his ears.”
Brianna giggled and leaned into him “Really?”
“Oh yeah” he laughed “really”
“Good” she smiled sweetly leaning back to look up at Proof.
They continued to talk in what would appear to anyone else to be an intimate manner but in reality it was all for show. Marshall didn’t know that and he was raging. So she can’t open up to me he thought getting more pissed off every second that passed but she seems to be having no problem opening up to Proof. He was mad as hell. He grabbed *Barbie* and started dragging her into the water. She was giggling wildly and trying with all her might to plaster herself to him and he’d be damned if he would try and stop her now. Once they were in the water *Barbie* wrapped her long slender legs around Marshall’s waist and began to sensually rub herself against his swollen erection. He backed her into the side of the pool and bent down to attack her neck. He was so consumed by his need to show Brianna he didn’t care that he missed her reaction......
Brianna tensed as she caught sight of the action on the other side of the pool and her heart felt trampled all over again “I’m sorry” she whispered to Proof and took off for the stairs and was out of sight before he could even make it out of the pool.
She ran (again) and she didn’t look back. She should have been stronger. She should have given as good as she got but...
Proof caught her as she was struggling to get into her car wearing nothing more than that ridiculous excuse for a bathing suit “Brianna” he called to her out of breath. She stopped struggling to open the car door and looked over at him with all the pain she was feeling engraved into her beautiful face “Oh sweetie” he reached for her and enfolded her in his arms.
“My fault” she said miserably “I was the one playing games.”
“He went too far” Proof said feeling sorry for this woman who so obviously had feelings for a man she had just watched practically fucking some bitch in the pool.
“No” she said reaching back to look at him. She ran her fingers over his cheek and leaned in to place a light kiss on his cheek “and I shouldn’t have used you like that, I’m sorry”
“Don’t apologize” he said smiling down at her “I encouraged you too play and didn’t think of the consequences, I’m sorry for that.”
“You're too sweet” she said through glassy eyes “but I have to get out of here. Can I ask you for one more thing?” she looked at him pleadingly.
“Sure” he smiled.
“Do you think you could see if Libby could stay the night with Hailie” she asked “I need to be alone for a while.”
“Sure” he said softly reaching up to rub his thumb across the line of her jaw.
She reached up and placed her hand over his and lightly squeezing before turning to go. He watched her pull out and turned around heading back to the pool area......
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Marshall caught sight of Proof running through the patio doors and tried to back away from *Barbie* to see what was going on but she had her legs wrapped around him so tightly that it was a wonder she hadn’t cut off his circulation.
He looked down at her “Look” he said “I don’t want to be rude but get the fuck off me”
She gave him a pouty expression that made his stomach turn. He hated bitches like this. She rubbed herself against his dying erection “I want you” she cooed seductively.
“Save that shit for some asshole who’s stupid enough to fucking believe it” he spat at her and pushed her off of him. Leaving her pouting after him as he got out of the pool and headed for the patio doors smacking right into Proof.
“Fuck” Proof yelped “why don’t ya watch where the fuck you’re goin dawg”
“Where is she?” he demanded.
“Like you fucking care” Proof countered.
“I said where the fuck is she?” he asked getting louder.
“Gone” Proof mumbled “she’s gone.”
“Where?” he was getting anxious.
“Don’t know dawg” he answered honestly “I don’t know?”
“Watch the kids” he yelled taking off into the house “I have to find her.”
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She drove around aimlessly before pulling over to the side of the road to slip her clothes on over this ridiculous bathing suit and stopping off at a 24 hour liquor store. Heavily loaded with some mind numbing potions she got back in her car and headed home.....
She entered her house and couldn’t stand the eery quiet so she flipped on the stereo and turned it up as loud as she could. She made her way into the kitchen and pulled out a bottle of vodka from the brown paper sack she’d been carrying. She opened the bottle and downed a huge gulp wincing as the potent liquid brought tears to her eyes and burned her throat. It took a few more gulps before she began to feel a bit disconnected but the pain in her heart was being stubborn. She walked into the living and plopped down on the couch leaning back with the bottle in hand and let the music consume her.....The image of him all over that bitch kept running through her mind, tormenting her......She tipped back the bottle of vodka and drank deep but the images wouldn’t diminish.....She couldn’t take it....she could see them kissing and rubbing against each other.....she shook her head to clear the images and downed some more vodka. She was way passed buzzed and working on completely shit faced and feeling fucking self righteous as hell when she popped up off the couch and stumbled into the kitchen to grab her keys. If all that little bastard wanted was a fuck then she’d give him the fuck of his life then spit in his face before she walked away......
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Marshall didn’t know what had happened by the pool but he could sense from Proof’s mood that Brianna had reacted badly to what she had witnessed in the pool. He wanted to kick himself for that shit. He had driven to her house first but she hadn’t been there so he had been driving around with no particular destination in mind for the last hour. He decided to try her house again. They had some shit they needed to settle. He pulled into the driveway and got out. He didn’t get more than a couple steps up the driveway before the blaring music hit him. He ran for the door and reached up to knock when it was yanked open so hard it about came off the hinges and Brianna stumbled out tripping over her own feet and tumbling forward..
He caught her “Are you aight?” he asked his voice filled with concern.
“just dandy” she said as she tried to disengage herself from his hold.
“Are you drunk?” he asked looking down at her.
“Affirmative” she stuttered giving him a mock salute causing her to lose her balance again. She pitched forward and landed against his hard chest. She giggled and ran her hands up over his chest...moving lower...she reached his dick and began rubbing him...he moaned at the feeling of her soft hand caressing him but sobered up pretty quick as he remembered that she was drunk...really fucking drunk...he pulled her hand away from his crotch and she gave him a pouty look “whats a matter don’t ya wanna fuck me baby?” she said in a drunken purr.
“Fuck Yes, Brianna, I want to fuck you so bad I can barely breathe” he said stone cold serious “but not like this” he whispered bending down to scoop her up.
He carried her through the front door kicking it shut behind them with his foot. He found the stereo and hit the off button to silence the annoyong music. He made his way down the hall desperately looking for her bedroom. She was fondling his chest and it was driving him wild but he would *not* cross this line. Not with her. He found her room and kicked open the door. He walked across the room and gently laid her down on the bed and started to back away but she was too quick for him. She reached out and grabbed a handful of his shirt yanking him down. He landed on top of her and she attacked. She had a lot of strength because she somehow managed to get him on his back and was now straddling him. He didn’t have time to react. She was too quick...in one fluid motion she shoved her tongue in his mouth and her hand down his pants. He moaned as she purred into his mouth. Saying shit that almost broke his resolve not to cross the line...
“Hard...you’re so hard” she moaned into his mouth as her hand worked his shaft “fuck me...please fuck me...I want you. It’s been so long.”
It was the hardest thing he had ever done but he couldn’t take advantage of her. He turned his head away from her seeking mouth and grabbed her hand to still it “I can’t” he panted.
The look of hurt that crossed her face was almost his undoing “You don’t want me?” she whimpered.
“Oh God Brianna” he whispered “you have no idea.”
“It’s her” she spat out angrily rolling away from him.
“Who?” he asked confused.
“That plastic bitch you were fucking in the pool” she whispered the fight going out of her... the affects of the alcohol she’d drank starting to wear off as the reality of the situation began to sink in.
“No” he whispered grabbing her and turning her to face him “I didn’t want her”
“Doesn’t matter” she said trying to turn her back on him but he wouldn’t allow it.
“Brianna you’ve been drinking and this is probably not the time to have this conversation but you have to know that I didn’t want her” he said forcing her to look him in the eyes.
“Well it certainly didn’t look like that from where I was sitting” she said defeated.
The defeat in her voice broke his heart. He grabbed her chin and stared into her cloudy eyes “If I knew that you were sober and wouldn’t regret this in the morning” he said looking at her “I would fuck you until I was absolutely sure you would never think of wanting another man inside you again.”
She drew in a shaky breath and held it for a second before releasing it “Will you stay?” she asked finally showing him a glimpse of that vulnerable side that she kept hidden under her tough exterior.
“Yes” he whispered “I’ll stay”
She moved into the circle of his arms and he held her tight as they both wandered where this was all going to lead....
~*~
Marshall woke to an empty bed and the sounds of water running in the bathroom. He yawned and glanced over at the clock. It was only 4 am...what the hell was she doing in the shower at 4 am? He got up and wandered over to the bathroom.
He knocked on the door “Yes” she called out.
“Everything aight?” he questioned sounding concerned.
“Yeah” she said the water muffling her response “I’m sorry I woke you” she called out “you can lay back down if you want.”
“It’s aight” he said walking over to the bed but when he looked down at the rumpled sheets he realized that he wasn’t really tired so he went in search of the kitchen.
He found the kitchen and grabbed a coke from the fridge. He downed the coke and wandered down the hall...he poked his head in what was obviously Libby’s room and smiled...he continued down the hallway poking his head in various rooms until he found the guest bathroom. He relieved himself and began digging around under the sink and hit the jackpot...pulling out a spare toothbrush he ran some water, slapped some toothpaste on it and began brushing his teeth to get rid of the awful taste in his mouth. When that was complete he laid the spare toothbrush on the counter and headed back down to Brianna’s room. The shower had stopped but she still wasn’t out of the bathroom so he laid down on the bed and waited for her. Maybe they could talk now that she was sober he thought to himself. The bathroom door swung open and Brianna walked into the bedroom wrapped in a towel her wild red hair hung free and little droplets of water dripped from it and ran over her creamy shoulders. Marshall was so unprepared for what she did next that he about swallowed his tongue.
Brianna dropped her towel and stood gloriously naked in the middle of the room “Wanna fuck me now?” she asked holding his stare and her breath. Her heart was tripping wildly in her chest. Afraid that he would reject her again. She was embarrassed because as drunk as she was she could remember snippets of her behavior and it shamed her that she acted that way but it didn’t matter anymore...she wanted him and she was ready to take the plunge and throw caution to the wind. It was still too soon for them to be intimate but she was tired of being careful and taking the safe way out. She almost wished that he hadn’t been so noble last night because at least then she wouldn’t have been eaten up with nerves....
He was momentarily tongue tied but recovered pretty fast “Come here” he whispered his voice thick with barely restrained lust.
She moved over to the side of the bed and stood in front of him. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her. She was fabulous. He pulled her between his legs and buried his head in her breasts “Are you sure?” he asked almost afraid of the answer because if she changed her mind now he was sure that he would die.
“Yes” she said on a shaky breath and he leaned back pulling her with him.
She landed on top of him and he rolled them until they were laying on their sides facing each other. He leaned in and kissed her. Softly. Sensually. Pulling her bottom lip into his mouth and teasing it with his tongue as he ran his hands over the slope of her breast and down across her hip. He stopped at her hip and gently squeezed.
“I believe I'm at a disadvantage” she panted as he continued to suck on her lip causing shock waves to ripple through her body.
“How’s that?” he whispered into her lush mouth.
“I'm the only one void of any clothes here.” she whispered running her hands over his chest traveling down to linger over his firm manhood.
“I believe I can fix that problem” he panted as she fondled him. He released her bottom lip and scooted off the bed to remove his clothes.
She watched him fascinated. It had been over five years since she had been with a man and she had almost forgotten how glorious they could be and he was certainly glorious.
She took him in. All of him and her breathing became erratic. “I want you” she whispered huskily. “I’m all for foreplay but God I can’t wait” she said sitting up and reaching for him “I want you, NOW” she dragged him back to the bed and pushed him down onto his back. She slithered up his body and settled herself over his pulsing erection “Can I?” she whispered pleadingly.
“God yes” he moaned arching up pushing his hardness against her hot, wet center.
She wasted no time. She sank down onto him and screamed out in pleasure and pain as her body stretched to receive him fully.
He grunted “Fuck baby you’re so tight.”
She whimpered and began to move as her body finally got past the awkwardness of having a man inside her again.
“Shit” she moaned “good.....feels too good”
The sexy little moans and erotic words she threw in were killing him. He had never been this turned on in his life. He was ready to erupt but he wanted to see her go over first. He needed to please her. He reached between their bodies and found her swollen clit. He rubbed his thumb over it a few times and her body bucked in reaction. He could feel her tense up and he wanted her to see stars....he flicked her clit a couple times before grabbing it and pinching it between his thumb and forefinger lightly tugging.
“OH GOD YES” she screamed as her whole body began to shutter and she came with force.
He could feel her orgasm grip him and the look of pleasure causing her face to come alive pushed him beyond paradise and he erupted like a volcano spewing his cum inside of her like molten lava.
She was having trouble catching her breath as he pulled her down to lay against his chest. Five years she thought. She had gone without this feeling for five long years. She sighed as she listened to the rhythmic beating of his heart pumping beneath the exterior of his chest.
“You aight?” he asked making circular motions across her back with his fingers.
“Yeah” she sighed “yeah I think I’m *finally* all right” she smiled to herself. That mind blowing sex had just gone a long way toward exorcising her demons.......Chapter 7
Author's Note: This chapter was a *bitch* to write!! So I hope you all enjoy...I don't think it's up to par!! Big Thanks and Lot's of Love To Everyone Who Gave Me Feedback...Jenn, Christie, Tine, Shorty, Ashley (American Sweetheart), Sniickers, Alexia, Amy, Sky_Jay, Taz and Diamond...you all are so wonderful and I'm sorry that it took so long!!
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Brianna’s hand slipped between her creamy thighs as she let out a ragged moan and her eyes fluttered open while her body tensed from the onslaught of the orgasm ripping through her. She jerked up straight and fought to control her breathing as the intense sensations continued to assault her causing her body to shutter. When her body had finished it’s deceitful act she plopped back down on her pillow and stared up at the ceiling. She could still taste the intoxicating flavor of his lips, smell the fully masculine scent he wore like a second skin and feel his nimble fingers dance along her heated flesh. She shook her head to clear the *dream* but the image of him looming over her refused to diminish. She sighed as she turned onto her side tucked her hands underneath her cheek and fought to regain control. She was crossing over into dangerous territory and it frightened her. She had been closed up. Locked inside her misery for so long and he had set her free. She owed him more than she was willing to give. More than she was able to give. A tiny sparkling tear tracked down her fragile face and landed gently on her pillow as she thought about the man who had forced her out of the dark and into the light. The memory of his intense blue eyes...crystal and pure...shining like diamonds fluttered through her mind. She had seen so much in those beautiful eyes. Too much. She couldn’t give him what he wanted. What he needed. What he deserved.....not yet.....
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Marshall was pacing back and forth across his living room wearing holes in the carpet as he listened to Paul read his itinerary for the next four weeks. It was a bad time for him to be going away. His thoughts drifted to Brianna. She had changed. He sensed it in her every move. Since they’d made love she had tried to distance herself from him. He sighed....it couldn’t be helped. This was his career and it would have to come first. He hated it but this was the way it had to be.
“So when do I leave” he asked on a sigh.
“Sunday” Paul answered knowing that Marshall didn’t want to go back to work. He knew how much Marshall had enjoyed his vacation but it was time to get back to the real world.
“Shit Paul” Marshall complained “that’s a week away.”
“I know..I’m sorry” Paul apologized “but it’s time to get back to work on the new album.”
Marshall sighed. He knew that but it didn’t stop the disappointment from settling in and making itself at home.
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Brianna rang Marshall’s doorbell her frazzled nerves and lack of sleep causing her fingers to tremble lightly. She shook her hand to stop the annoying trembling as the door was yanked opened and Marshall stood in front of her. Her mind went momentarily blank as she stared into the crystal blue of his eyes. Those eyes that said too much. He moved out of the way to let her in and she was snapped back into reality. He led her to the family room and she slumped down onto the couch as he sat on the coffee table in front of her and enveloped her small hands in his larger ones.
“Ummm.....what was it you needed to talk about” Brianna questioned. Her nerves causing her to hesitate.
“I have to go away” he said trying to gouge her reaction. Hoping she would give something away...anything to let him know what she was feeling.
She was momentarily taken aback “Go away?” she questioned.
“Yeah” he said releasing his breath on a heavy sigh “I have to go to New York for a few weeks to start recording my new album.”
“Oh” she said with a shaky smile...
“I don’t want to leave you Bria...” he uttered as she cut him off.
Now or never she painfully thought as she turned her eyes to the floor “Icantdothis” she ushered out quickly. Her cowardice keeping her from meeting his eyes “itstoosoonforthisIwannaseeotherpeople” she finished rapidly. She felt his hands tense on her and it ripped at her heart.
The wind was knocked out of him as he stared at her. It felt like a punch to the gut and he wasn’t prepared for it. He knew that something had changed in her but.....he released her hands and got up stiffly looking down at her as he fought to hold in the emotions that clawed to break free. He opened his mouth to be speak but closed it without uttering a word. He wouldn’t giver her the satisfaction of knowing how deeply she had cut through the flesh. Instead he walked away refusing too look back.
She sat in silence staring down at the hands that he had so gently held in his own only moments before and let the tears fall as a riot of regrets played havoc with her mind. Regrets for what she’d done. Regrets for what she hadn’t been woman enough too do. Regrets for not being able to give him what he needed. She shot up and headed for the door. She had to get out of here...
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Marshall was fucked up. Numb to the pain as he stumbled back over to the couch in V.I.P. and plopped down next to Proof.
“Come on” Proof said standing up and reaching for Marshall “you’ve had enough. Time to go home.”
Marshall slapped his hand away “Not enough” he slurred “I still see her face.”
Proof felt Marshall’s pain as he watched him down another shot “This ain’t gonna fix nothin dawg” Proof tried to reason with him.
“No but that will” Marshall said pointing at the petite blonde that was heading his way.
“Marshall” Proof begged “you don’t wanna do this”
“Why” Marshall said trying to stand up causing the room too spin violently “she wants to see other people” he spat as he fell back on the couch “well that’s fucking great. So will I.”
“Marshall..” Proof tried again as the blonde walked up and stood in front of Marshall looking down at him. Proof shook his head and walked back to the bar. Marshall would regret this but in his state nothing Proof said was going to stop him.
Marshall looked up at her and pulled her down so that she was straddling him “Whatchu want baby” he purred “this” he placed her hand on his half erect dick “You wanna fuck Eminem” he whispered in her ear as she began to grind against him “well tonight’s your lucky night.”
She giggled and the sound made Marshall sick to his stomach but he was beyond caring. He reached up and cupped her full breasts as she continued to rub against his dick making him painfully hard. She leaned in and ran her tongue playfully across his lips trying to force her tongue into his mouth.
“Uh uh” he said placing a finger across her lips “no kissing”
She turned her lips into a sexy pout and it turned his stomach but he forged on trailing his hands down her sides and up under her skirt. Finding her thong and sliding his hand inside roughly to rub her wet pussy. She whimpered and he slipped a finger inside of her. She was panting and grinding against his hand as he slipped in another finger and another and another fucking her with his fingers, roughly thumbing her clit. Her body began to jerk and her cum spilled into his hand but she was so loose if it weren’t for the cum seeping into his hand he would have never known that had she finished. It disgusted him. She was a whore. Another groupie. What the fuck was he doing? He pushed her off of him and tried to get to his feet.
“Marshall” she purred reaching for him.
“Don’t call me that” he bit out “you don’t know me bitch”
“But” she pouted
“But what” he looked at her in disgust “you think because I just had my whole hand up inside that loose pussy of yours that we’re friends”
“Baby” she reached for his dick.
He jerked away from her and lost his balance. Proof caught him before he could fall “Glad you came to your senses dawg” he said helping Marshall to his feet and leading him toward the exit leaving the blonde calling for him.
Once outside Proof ushered Marshall into the waiting car. When they were moving Marshall looked over at Proof “What the fuck am I doing?” he asked as the alcohol began to churn viciously in his stomach.
“Just being human” Proof said honestly.
Marshall laid his spinning head back against the seat “I woulda fucked her dawg” he said “right there..I woulda fucked her right there.”
“But you didn’t” Proof said
“She disgusted me” Marshall shuttered looking over at his friend “she made me wanna be sick.”
“She was a whore Marsh” Proof said honestly “just another whore.”
"Why'd she do this?" Marshall asked "why?"
"I dunno dawg" Proof said hurting for his friend.
“It hurts” Marshall whispered “God it hurts”
“Then fight for it” Proof said looking at his friend
“Fight for what dawg” Marshall asked sounding defeated, broken, used.
“Fight for her” Proof stated
“Why?” Marshall asked rubbing his hands across his face as the alcohol continued to wreak havoc with his body “she don’t want me.”
“Do you want her?” Proof prodded
“Yeah” Marshall said on a sigh “I do”
“Then fight for her” Proof demanded....
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Brianna had moped around the house for days. She almost picked up the phone to call him a million times but stopped herself. She’d done the right thing. She wasn’t ready for a serious relationship and with him she wouldn’t accept anything less and she knew he wouldn’t either. She finally decided that what she needed was a night on the town. She needed to let loose. Be wild. Be free. She stood in front of the mirror and surveyed herself. Nice she thought. Very sexy. Her wild mass of curls was piled atop her head and sexy flame colored tendrils hung loose to frame her face. Her face was painted in smoky browns and her full lips were accentuated with a dark coffee color. She was wearing tight black hip huggers that flared out at the bottom and a sparkly red halter top that left her arms, back and belly exposed. She had on rhinestone encrusted opened toed sling backs. She took one last look in the mirror and turned to go before she lost her nerve....
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Marshall had to leave for New York tomorrow but tonight he would begin his fight. He knew that Brianna was going out tonight and he knew her destination. Libby had told him. Thank God for Libby he smiled to himself. They had been spending a lot of time together since that day she’d opened up too him and they’d become really close. He loved her like a daughter and he knew that she loved him too. Now all he had to do was get her mother to love him. He let out a nervous breath as he stared at himself in the mirror. He cleaned up nice. He was wearing black cargo pants with a grey and black plaid button up and a black pair of suburban Tims. He took one last look before grabbing his keys and heading out....Chapter 8
Author's Note: Big THANKS too...Jenn, Christie, Tine, Taz, Shorty, Sniickers, amy, Sky_Jay, Alexia, Cassidy and JennyS..you all are so GREAT and I LOVE YOU!!!
Brianna’s stomach was in *knots* as she entered the smoky club. She had never done the club scene before. She had met Devin when they were kids and he had been her everything. Her childhood sweetheart. Her first *real* love, her first lover, her husband, her life. She had never even been with another man..until Marshall. The thought of his nimble fingers dancing along her flesh caused her too ache in places she shouldn’t be thinking about right now. She made her way through the tightly packed crowd to the edge of the dance floor and stared in amazement at all the bodies grinding against each other on the dance floor. It scared the shit out of her but she continued to stare transfixed by the sexually stimulating moves happening on the dance floor....
Marshall sat at the bar nursing a beer. He’d been watching her for the last 30 minutes and he couldn’t take is eyes off her for anything in the world. She was so fascinating...at first she had seemed scared, weary, intimidated but now she was feeling the music and her body began to move with the beat. He groaned when he saw her swivel her hips and felt himself getting hard. God..he wanted her. He got up and started heading for her when he noticed a guy come up and whisper something in her ear. She giggled and gave him a sexy smile as he pulled her out onto the dance floor. Marshall inwardly cursed as she began to move against him. His blood was boiling and he was watching through a red haze as this asshole put his hands on Brianna’s hips and pulled her into him. He couldn’t take much more of this...no one else and he meant NO ONE was going to touch her like that. He slowly inched his way toward them...lethally like an animal on the prowl. He was within touching distance when *Mr. Touchy Feely* leaned in for the *kiss*...
Brianna was left momentarily stunned as he moved his lips over hers in a sloppy kiss. He tasted of alcohol and cigarette smoke and it turned her stomach. She pushed at his chest to try and disengage herself from his grip but he was strong. Too strong. She was beginning to panic. What had she gotten herself into. She continued to push at his chest but her actions were futile. He wouldn’t budge...
Marshall was so lost in his rage that he didn’t see her struggle to break free. So consumed by his need to punish..him..her..it didn’t matter. Seek and destroy. He reached for her and caught her by the hips yanking her back against the hard lines of his chest...
Brianna was yanked back and landed against something solid. She was so grateful to be free of that revolting kiss but just as soon as that relief washed through her fear struck again as whoever had yanked her free grasped her tighter and started dragging her through the crowd of sweaty bodies packed together on the dance floor. She struggled again to break free but gave in too fate as she realized whoever had her now was much stronger. She was lifted off of her feet as he continued carrying her toward..what? She wondered wildly. She closed her eyes and prayed. The fresh night air slapped at her and she forced her eyes open. She didn’t have time too process the scene that was laying out before her as she was placed on her feet and whipped around to face her attacker...
“Marshall” she whimpered and launched herself at him wrapping her legs around his waist as relief and a thousand other emotions ran haywire through her body.
“What the fuck did you think you were doing in there?” he spat at her. His angry words scorching her flesh.
“I..I..” she stammered leaning back to meet his icy eyes but her words were silenced as he crushed his lips to hers in an angry kiss. It was a brutal kiss. No gentleness. No love. Just straight, unadulterated anger.
He continued his assault on her mouth as he carried her toward his car. Never breaking the kiss. Never coming up for air. Her back landed against the side of his vehicle with an angry thud but yet he continued to plunder her mouth. All his anger, hurt, frustration pouring out into this vicious coupling of lips. She placed her hands on his chest for support. He was gradually sucking the life out of her and she began to feel weak. When she thought her lungs were going to explode he pulled his lips away from hers and released his hold on her. She slid down his body. Her feet landing on the hard ground as her eyes met his. She took a sharp breath at the mixture of emotions swimming through his eyes. Love. Hate. Pleasure. Pain. She reached out to touch him but he pushed her away. It stung but she understood. She had hurt him.
“Get in” he demanded opening the car door.
“Marsh...”
“Get in” he cut her off walking around to get in the drivers side.
She got in the car and sat in silence while he started the car and pulled out. She wanted him to say something. The silence was killing her but she knew anything he said now would probably hurt. They drove for a while before he pulled over to the side of the road and put the car in park. He turned to her taking her in. Her breath caught in her throat at the raw passion she saw. Her head was reeling. It was all so confusing. One minute he was full of rage. Full of hate and now it looked like he wanted to devour her. Her heart was tripping madly in her chest as he brought his hand up and traced a finger down the line of her jaw dropping lower to skim the edge of her shirt. The sexual tension spiraling through the air of the confined space of the car was intoxicating. She let out a small moan as her body betrayed her once again and gave in to the temptation that was Marshall. She dove for him attacking his mouth with abandon. How they made it from the front seat to the back she will never know but they tore at each other like wild animals held in captivity for so long and finally set free. His fingers dug into the flesh of her stomach as he fought with the button on her jeans. Managing to release it he yanked her pants and panties down in one swift motion leaving her exposed. She returned the favor pushing his pants and boxers down over his hips with trembling fingers. They stopped too stare at each other hungrily. Each afraid to speak. Afraid to break whatever spell had been cast over them. He pulled her to him and attacked her mouth again while she settled herself over him and sank down on his erection. They moaned into each others mouths as the pleasure of joining, becoming one, raced through their bodies. She began to move taking him in and out of her body. Never breaking the kiss. She rode him hard and fast. Wild and rough. He held her hips in a death grip as she rode them to orgasm. Never breaking her stride. Once she’d crested and come back down from the wild ride her body had just taken she collapsed against his chest but before long that magical spell was broken and the awkwardness of the situation began to set in. She crawled off of him and struggled to find her pants.
“Brianna” he said reaching for her.
“Don’t” she answered finding her pants and shoving them on. Her underwear forgotten in her haste to cover herself. To escape from the shame of what she’d just done.
“Please” he said “just look at me.”
“I can’t” she whispered “this was a mistake. I want to go home. Please take me home.”
He sighed as he pulled his pants back over hips. He felt so stupid. He was supposed to be making her comfortable. Fighting for a relationship between them not scaring her off and attacking her like a wild animal but seeing that other man paw at her had set him off. They made it back to the front seat and drove home in tense silence. When he pulled up in front of her house she bolted like a frightened animal never looking back. He leaned his head against the back of the seat and closed his eyes. Great he thought miserably. Smooth...very smooth Mather’s. He opened his eyes and gazed at her house again. It wasn’t over. He wouldn’t let it be over. He would fight for her. He needed her. He started the car and headed home...
Brianna stood frozen leaning against the front door as she listened to the sound of his car start and pull out. How could she have done something so stupid. She couldn’t get involved with him. She wasn’t ready. She couldn’t explain what had happened tonight. She didn’t know why he was there at the club. She was thankful that he was but she wished she could go back and erase the whole night. It left her scared. Unstable. Confused. These feelings that she was feeling for him were too much, too fast. She needed to steer clear of him or she would end up losing herself in him and she’d just found herself again. She sighed as she headed for her room. It was a good thing that he was leaving for a while. She needed the distance.
~*~
It had been 4 long excruciating weeks since her encounter with Marshall and she missed him so much. She thought that time would make it easier but it hadn’t. She had been cautious since that night at the club about going out. She usually dragged one of her girlfriends from work with her and it never ceased to amaze her that somehow no matter where she went one of Marshall’s friends always seemed to materialize out of nowhere. To make matters worse Libby was in a funk lately because she missed Marshall too. She sighed she wished that her daughter hadn’t gotten so attached to him but she certainly understood why she had. She was jarred from her thoughts as Libby walked in the room.
“MMMOOOMMM” Libby whined “why do you have to go.”
“Libby” Brianna scolded “we’ve been over this already. It’s just a date. No big deal.”
“Yeah” Libby grumbled “I just don’t understand why you can go on a date with this guy but you can’t go on a date with Marshall.”
“Libby” Brianna said exasperated “who I date is none of your concern young lady!”
“Whatever” Libby yelled in frustration as she stormed off down the hallway in full pout.
Brianna dropped down on the couch. Libby had been so difficult since she’d found out about her date with a male friend from work. She understood Libby’s feelings. Libby idolized Marshall and wanted nothing more than her mother too fall in love with him and live happily ever after but Brianna wished that her daughter would give her a little understanding too. Things with Marshall were different. Intense and she wasn’t ready to go through that again. Devin’s loss had nearly killed her and she was desperately afraid that if she let herself she could love Marshall with just as much intensity and she couldn’t take losing another man.
~*~
Brianna paced back and forth across the living room as she waited for her date to show up. She’d had second, third and fourth thoughts about tonight but in the end decided to go through with it. How bad could it be? Thankfully her mind didn’t have time to answer that question because the doorbell rang. She took a deep breath and headed for the door. She opened the door and pasted on her best smile as Tim stood holding an arrangement of fresh cut flowers. Show time she thought to herself as she took the flowers from him and placed them on the table by the door before locking the door and turning to go....
He’d made reservations at a fancy little restaurant downtown. They were shown to their table and settled into comfortable conversation as they waited for the waiter to bring their drinks. So good so far she thought to herself as their drinks finally arrived. They continued their conversation after they placed their dinner order and Tim asked her to dance. He led her out onto the dance floor and they swayed to the soft flowing music. It was a comfortable evening and she was finally starting to relax. The music ended and he led her back to the table. They sat down just as their dinner was served. She smiled over at Tim. He really was a nice man.
“Hey Bria” Marshall said plopping down in the seat next to hers.
“Marshall” she sputtered nearly choking on the bite of food she’d just popped into her mouth. “What are you doing here.”
“Awww just passing through” he said grabbing a fork spearing one of her potatoes and popping it into his mouth “MMMM foods good here” he smiled at her.
“Excuse me” Tim said flustered “we are trying to have dinner.”
“Really?” Marshall questioned with a raised eyebrow.
“Ummm Marshall” Brianna said scrambling “this is Tim...Ummm Tim this is Marshall.”
“Hiya Tim” Marshall said jovially extending his hand.
Tim grudgingly took it and shook it with force “Marshall” he said in a disgruntled voice.
“So” Marshall said extending his arm back and casually wrapping it around Brianna’s shoulders “what’s been going on baby.” he asked her with wink.
She turned a nice shade of scarlett as she desperately tried to figure out what to do next.
“Look Marshall” Tim said sternly “Brianna and I are on a date and I don’t appreciate the interruption.”
“Is that so” Marshall laughed.
“Marshall” Brianna said embarrassed “PLEASE”
“Please what baby?” he asked innocently.
“Please don’t do this. Not here” she begged.
“Do what?” he asked.
“Look maybe we need to talk but not here. Not now.” she pleaded.
A commotion erupted a couple tables away and Marshall smiled wickedly.
“EMINEM....OH MY GOD” a young woman yelled “LOOK IT’S EMINEM.”
“Oops” Marshall said casually “looks like I’ve been spotted.”
The young woman rushed forward and out of nowhere came swarms of Marshall’s security. It took over an hour to get everybody calmed down. Their food had grown cold and Tim was seething as Marshall casually got up and bent to place a soft kiss on Brianna’s lips. “Didn’t mean to ruin your date” he said chuckling as he walked away smiling to himself. Checkmate he thought. Score one for Marshall.....Chapter 9
Author's Note: Big thanks to Jenn, Christie, Taz, Tine, Sniickers, Sky_Jay, Shorty, amy and Alexia for all the love you showed me on the last chapter!! You all are so great!! Thank You!!
Tim pulled up in front of her house and offered a terse goodbye before pulling out of her driveway and gunning the engine as he took off down the street. He was pissed and Brianna understood why...Marshall....his name caused smoke too come trickling out of her nostrils. She fumbled in her purse for her keys finally finding them and letting herself in. She stormed off towards her bedroom mumbling too herself...that *bastard*....that *slimy*no*good*rotten.... “FUCK” Brianna yelled throwing herself exaggeratedly on the bed. She was going to kill him. NO she thought wildly to herself...killing him would be too easy but she’d make him pay. Oh yes, he was going to pay. BIG TIME....
Marshall was whistling as he let himself in the house. The look on Brianna’s face when he popped down at their table was *priceless* and that sap she’d been with Marshall chuckled too himself. What the hell was she wasting her time with that idiot for? Well he was positive he wouldn’t have too worry about good ole Tim dating *his* Brianna anymore. He smiled contentedly as he headed up the stairs toward his bedroom.....
~*~
It was a simple set-up...what could go wrong Brianna thought smiling too herself. If Mr. Mather’s wanted too play...then they’d play.
“Are you all packed” she yelled down the hall too Libby.
“Yeah” Libby grumbled. She loved staying at Marshall’s house but he was in NY for the VMA’s. “Why do you have too go out of town?”
“Libby” she said coming to stand in the doorway to Libby’s room. “I told you sweetie I have too go away for work. I’ll be back in a few days.”
“But Mom” Libby whined.
“But Mom nothing” she smiled “I have too go...besides you are staying at Marshall’s and you love staying there.”
“I know but he’s not going to be there.” Libby complained.
“That’s ok” she smiled “I am sure that you and Hailie will have a nice time. Now get moving my plane leaves in a couple hours.”
~*~
Marshall was pacing across his hotel suite mumbling unintelligible things.
“Dawg” Proof yelled “what the fuck?”
“Where is she?” he demanded turning too look at Proof “where the hell is she?”
“I dunno dawg” Proof shrugged “but that pacing ain’t gonna help nobody.”
Marshall stopped and flopped onto the couch “Where the hell could she be?” he asked looking forlorn.
“Look Marsh” Proof said looking at his friend “Libby said she’s on a trip for work...it’s no big deal! Stop worrying and go get ready.”
“I just wish I knew where she was.” he said getting up and heading for the bathroom.
~*~
Brianna had to beg, borrow and steal too get to the VMA’s but all her hard work had paid off because she’d managed to snag access and a *date*. She intended to use them. It paid to have a few friends in high places she smiled too herself. It was almost time to put *Operation: Pay Back* into action and she was a bit nervous. She stopped in front of the mirror to survey herself. She was wearing a glittery little silver number. The top was halter style and left her shoulders, arms, most of her back and belly bare. Her skirt hugged her lower hips just above her pelvic line and landed just below her shapely rear. Her legs were bare of any hoisery and she had on strappy silver spiked heels that left most of her feet exposed. Her fiery hair was hanging loose in fat spiraling curls and her make up was applied to perfectly accentuate her facial features. Not bad she thought with a wicked smile. Not bad at all....
There was a knock at the door and she took a deep breath as she rushed over too answer it before she lost her nerve....
“Carson” she smiled “thank you so much for doing all this..I owe you big. I feel like such a slug using you this way.” she said with a lopsided grin
“Hey Bri” Carson smiled “it’s no big deal sweetie but I’d hate too be the man that pissed you off.” he chuckled.
“Oh before the night is over the score will be even” she smiled “trust me.”
He laughed as they headed down to the limo and off to the VMA’s....
~*~
The red carpet was bustling as Carson and Brianna walked it stopping too chat here and there. Her stomach was in knots and she was having serious second thoughts but she’d come this far and Carson knew the score. She took a steadying breath, clutched Carson’s hand and smiled for the camera’s.....
~*~
Marshall sat backstage in the dressing room that had been assigned to him and his crew. He hated all that red carpet shit and avoided it at all costs. He was still worried about Brianna but he was starting too loosen up...
“Marshall” Curtis yelled as he came running in out of breath “She’s here.”
“Who’s here?” he asked with a raised eyebrow.
“That chick” Curtis said trying to catch his breath.
“What chick would that be?” he asked confused.
“That chick you’re crazy about” Curtis said with emphasis.
“Brianna?” he asked coming too his feet.
“Yeah dawg” Curtis said shaking his head “she’s HERE.”
“Here?” he asked again in disbelief “she can’t be here.”
“Well if that ain’t her dawg” Curtis said seriously “then she’s got a fucking twin.”
“What’s goin on?” Proof asked coming over too see what all the commotion was about.
“Marshall’s chick is here.” Curtis said looking over at Proof.
“Brianna?” Proof asked.
“Yep” Curtis said.
“No shit?” Proof asked “where?”
“On the red carpet.” Curtis said before quickly adding “with Carson Daley”
“What the FUCK did you say” he shouted anger sparking in his crystal blue eyes making them go dark.
“I dunno dawg” Curtis said looking worried “but I saw her walking the red carpet arm in arm with Carson.”
“I’m gonna kill him” he said heading for the door.
Proof caught him before he made it out the door “Calm down Marshall” he said trying to reason with him “we aren’t even positive that it’s her.”
“Well I’m about too find out.” he bit out.
“Ummm excuse me” An MTV staff member stuck his head in “the show’s about to start. We need you guys in your seats.”
“FFUUCCKK” Marshall screamed.
~*~
Libby sat glued to the screen watching the VMA pre-show with Hailie and Alaina when something caught her eye...
“What The....” she trailed off as she caught herself.
“Hey” Hailie said catching sight of the same thing that Libby had “isn’t that your mom?”
“Yeah” she said her eyes bugging out of her head.
“With that TRL guy” Hailie said with a sigh “daddy’s gonna be mad.”
“I think that’s the point” she said shaking her head. Now she knew what her mom was up too. Trip for work my ass Libby thought with a sigh.
~*~
The show was underway and Marshall sat tense. He pasted on that phony *I’m having a great time* smile every time the camera’s swung his way but he was seething. He had yet to spot the *supposed* Brianna but if it *was her* he was gonna kill Carson. He was so lost in thought that he practically missed his award....
Proof nudged him “It’s you dawg” he said pulling at Marshall.
They made their way too the stage and he made his little speech. He was heading backstage with his moon man when he finally spotted her, their eyes met and his emotions went haywire. She looked so beautiful. Fuck beautiful she looked *sexy* as *sin*. His heart rate sped up and he had too will himself too travel the rest of the way backstage.
“Did you see her?” he asked Proof when they got backstage.
“Yeah” Proof mumbled worried about how Marshall was going to handle this “I saw her.”
“I’m gonna kill him” he said with fire in his eyes. “I’m gonna fucking kill him.”
“Just relax” Proof placed a hand on Marshall’s shoulder “don’t do anything stupid. We’ll catch up with her after the show and find out what’s goin on.” he said trying to be the voice of reason.
It about killed him but Marshall sat through the rest of the show and managed to make it through his little Crank Yankers skit without jumping off the stage and choking the life out of Carson.
~*~
Once the show had ended Carson led Brianna out to a waiting limo.....
“So did you see your guy?” Carson asked looking over at her.
“Oh yes” she smiled “I definitely saw him.”
“Did he see you is the better question?” Carson laughed.
“Oh I believe he did” she smirked at the memory of Marshall’s eyes meeting hers and the flames that danced in his intense eyes.
“You are an evil woman” Carson said shaking his head “so what after parties do you wanna hit?”
“What are our choices?” she asked.
“I dunno...there are quite a few of them” he said “ummm..P. Diddy always throws a good bash and I hear Eminem is....”
“That one” she said abruptly cutting him off. This wasn’t in her plan. Her plan was just too piss him off by being out with Carson and shoving it in his face but this could be fun. She was going to make him pay for that little stunt he pulled during her date with Tim.
“Eminem’s?” Carson asked.
“Yeah...” she smiled “I love his music” she said giggling.
~*~
The party was in full swing when they entered and Carson made his way over too the bar too grab them some drinks.
“Come On” she said grabbing him as he walked back over and pulling him out on the dance floor “let’s dance.”
They were dancing together quite provocatively when Marshall caught sight of them. She saw him out of the corner of her eye and aimed a sexy smile at Carson as she leaned in and lightly brushed her lips against him. It wasn’t a passionate kiss or in any way intimate..as a matter of fact she didn’t feel a thing.
Marshall saw her lean in and brush her lips against Carson's and the veins in his head throbbed and threatened to burst. Oh NO? He was NOT going too have it...no fucking way. He stormed their way just as the light brushing of lips ended.
“Brianna” he said flames shooting from his eyes “what the fuck are you doing?”
“Oh just dancing” she said innocently.
Carson stood back watching....inching away. Dread setting as he finally realized exactly who Brianna had been trying to bait. He decided that he was going to make a break for it before the shit started flying and slinked away unnoticed..
“Dancing?” Marshall yelled “you call that dancing?”
“Oh what’s a matter Marsh?” she said playfully “see something you didn’t like?”
“Don’t fuck with me Brianna” he said his temper fully flaring.
She leaned in until her mouth was skimming his ear and placed a soft kiss before whispering “Pay back’s a bitch ain’t it”
Her comment caught him off guard and before he could respond she was halfway across the dance floor. He started after her but was intercepted by some party guests. He tried to shrug them off fast but he’d lost sight of her. Oh this wasn’t over dammit he thought to himself. He headed off in search of Carson. That asshole was going to tell him where to find her if he had too choke it out of him.
Brianna had lost Carson but she didn’t care she was too busy chuckling over the expression on Marshall’s face. She caught a cab and headed back too her hotel. *Touchdown* she smiled too herself. Score one for Brianna.....Chapter 10
Author's Note: I want to say thank you too Jenn, Christie, faith, Tine, American Sweetheart, Shorty, Taz, Sky_Jay, Amy Kathryn, Mander6551 and amy!! Thank you all so much for your kind words...you are what inspires me to continue!!!
Brianna tossed the keycard on the night stand and headed for the bathroom....a hot shower would do her a world of good. She turned the hot water on full blast and the bathroom began to fill with steam as she peeled off her clothes. She sighed as she stepped under the hot spray. He’d looked good enough to eat she thought and shivered under the sweltering water that rained down over her lush body. Thoughts of Marshall invaded her mind and played games with her head. She wanted him...oh God how she wanted him. She’d almost lost the resolve to make him pay for his sins tonight. He was far too tempting and it scared the shit out of her. She shook her head to clear the erotic thoughts that were slowly bringing her body to life. She moaned as waves of need coursed through her. The need to feel him on her, in her was beginning to take over. Too tempting indeed she sighed as she grabbed the soap and began to wash off. After she’d lathered up and finished her feminine ritual she reached over and shut the water off pulling open the curtain and reaching for a towel. She dried off completely and grabbed the hotel robe that was hanging on the back of the door and slipped it on tying it around her body before going out into the hotel suite. She was bent over her suitcase looking for her all purpose pajamas when someone knocked on the door. It was probably Carson she smiled. That wimp had abandoned her but she’d forgive him...
“Cars...” she began as she pulled open the door but the words died in her throat as she stared into those intense blue eyes that always managed to fry her brain and leave her wanting. She tried and failed to close the door in his face as he shot out his arm to catch it.
“Tsk Tsk, Brianna....Expecting someone else, are you?” he asked advancing and forcing her back into the room. He kicked the door shut with his foot and continued his plight. He backed her into the wall and pressed his body against hers as his arms came up... trapping her. “Going somewhere?”
“Marshall” she said wincing at the breathy tone her voice had taken.
“Brianna” he whispered bending down to rub his lips sensually against hers.
She moaned lightly as he nipped at her bottom lip scraping it with his teeth “God” she breathed against his lips barely recognizing her own voice.
“You didn’t think I was going to let you get away with that little stunt you pulled tonight” he asked sucking her full lip into his mouth “did you?”
“Please” she moaned as he tugged at her lip.
“Please what?” he asked reaching for the tie on her robe and tugging. It fell open exposing her naked flesh and this time it was him who moaned. “You’re so beautiful baby” he whispered against her lips as he ran his hands over her hips.
“Don’t” she moaned into his mouth. “PLEASE DON’T”
“Don’t what Brianna” he asked reaching down between her legs “do this?” he asked gently inserting a finger into her warmth. Her body bucked “or this?” he asked rubbing her clit with his thumb and she shuttered.
Her body was like an inferno. She felt a million sensations course through her. She wanted this. She needed this but..... “Please..” she moaned.
“Please what Brianna” he whispered as he inserted another finger into her tight wet opening and began moving them methodically in and out of her. “Tell me what you want.”
“Please....Stop” she said trying to fight the pleasure he was giving her. “I can’t”
“Stop?” he asked bending down to flick his tongue over her rosy fully erect nipple “you don’t want me? You don’t want this?” he sucked her nipple into his mouth scraping it with his teeth.
“No...Don’t” she moaned as he assaulted her nipple with his mouth and made love to her body with his fingers.
He released her nipple and dropped down to his knees trailing his tongue down her belly “You want me to stop baby?”
“Yes....No” she cried in confusion as she clutched his shirt.
“Yes or No?” he whispered circling his tongue around her bellybutton “do you want me to stop?” he asked removing his fingers and spreading her gorgeous lips before he bent forward and lightly flicked his tongue over her swollen clit.
“DON’T” she cried out arching into his mouth.
“Don’t what?” he asked again sucking her clit into his mouth.
“Don’t STOP” she yelled “Oh God PLEASE DON’T STOP.”
He stopped sucking and lightly swirled his tongue around her throbbing clit as he inserted his fingers again. He worked her hard and fast. She began moving her hips. Riding his fingers until he felt her body tense and her inner walls began to contract around his fingers.
“FUCK MARSHALL” she screamed as her orgasm hit and she slid down the wall until they were face to face.
Their eyes met and held as he leaned forward and captured her lips in a scorching kiss. He couldn’t get enough of her mouth. He wanted to inhale her. She was his. He needed to claim her. She broke the kiss and fought to catch her breath as she fumbled with his pants. Roughly pushing them over his hips. Exposing him. She grabbed him in her warm hands and began stroking him as she worked her way down. She reached his pulsing cock and took him into the sweet warmth of her mouth.
“Brianna” he moaned his hips arching forward forcing himself down her throat. His hands fisted in her hair as she took him in further and sucked him down. “FUCK” he moaned tensing. Her lips squeezed him tighter moving her heavenly mouth up and down his cock. “Oh God baby” he panted “gonna cum...have to cum”
She moaned at his words and the vibration sent him coursing over the edge and his cock jerked wildly as he spewed his cum down her throat. She continued to suck him down while his body bucked against her. He tasted good and she greedily sucked down every last drop. When his cocked stopped twitching in her mouth she released her hold and looked up at him.
“Come here” he whispered pulling her up his body until they were face to face. He leaned in again and gently kissed her.
“Marshall” she moaned as sparks shot through her body. “I want you.”
“I want you too” he whispered against her mouth. She pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it aside before reaching down to stroke him to hardness again. “Fuck baby, do you know what you do to me?”
She groaned loudly as he put his hands beneath her ass and lifted her up pressing her into the wall. She could feel his head pressed against her entrance and she wanted, NO, she needed to feel him inside her. She pushed forward “make love to me” she whispered “I need to feel you.....inside me....please.....”
“Baby....” he whispered as he thrust up into her. She was so hot. So tight. His body was on fire. He continued to thrust in and out of her luscious body “I could lose myself in you.” he whispered against her mouth “you’re all I want baby, you, only you.”
“Oh God” she panted “feels good...you feel so good.”
He thrust faster, harder. He was lost in her. Completely lost and it felt right. “I love you” he whispered.
Her eyes popped open as her body exploded at his gentle words and she came with force.....a million electrifying stars danced across her eyes and a tiny unnoticed tear slid down her cheek “I love you too” she cried “I don’t want to but God I do.”
She loved him. She actually loved him. His body tensed and he lost it spilling his seed into her beautiful body. He rested his forehead against hers as he rode out the rest of his orgasm. When his body calmed down he reached under her and clutched her against him as he turned and carried her over to the bed still hard as a rock and nestled tightly inside of her. He laid her down and hovered over her as he began to lightly thrust in and out of her body again. She felt so good. She felt so right and he never wanted to leave her.
She stared up into his eyes as he continued to thrust and her heart was lost. She pulled him down and moved her lips sensuously over his “IloveyouIloveyouIloveyou” she chanted as the tears began to freely fall.
He broke the kiss and caught a tear with his tongue “Don’t cry baby” he whispered “I love you too.”
She moaned and raked her nails through his hair holding on for life. “Don’t leave me” she begged “please don’t leave me.”
“I’m not going anywhere” he whispered.
He thrust in and out of her body torturously slow. Making love to her. Mind, body and soul. Holding back nothing. Giving her everything. All his Love, All his Trust....*EVERYTHING*. Their bodies consumed with passion. Burning for one another. Until the sensations...the emotions were too much and they both came together with cries of exstacy...cries of joy. Two shuttering bodies. Two lost souls....united.
~*~
He woke the next morning and reached for her but she was gone. It tore his heart apart. Why? He wondered wildly as he jumped out of bed. Why? He found the note she’d left him propped against the lamp on the night stand...
Marshall,
I’m sorry...I shouldn’t have ran this way but I need to think. I love you, honestly I do. So much that it frightens me. Please don’t hate me for this I couldn’t bare it if you hated me but I had to get away. I wish there was something I could say to make you understand but I know there’s not. I just need to think. Until you, I had never been with another man except Devin and when I lost him I thought my life was over and now you have come into my life and I don’t think I could make it through a loss like that again. I’m afraid Marshall. I’m so afraid. I want to give you my heart. My everything. My all but I’m afraid. I’m sorry.
Brianna
Marshall held the note to his chest and cried. He’d given her everything. More than he’d given anyone in his life. He’d given her his love. His trust and it hadn’t been enough. She didn’t trust him enough to give him her heart and it hurt. He was done. He’d been hurt enough. He got dressed with trembling fingers and walked out of the hotel suite without looking back....
~*~
Marshal was a miserable son of a bitch. Anyone who was smart stayed the fuck out of his way. He was in constant battle mode and nothing anyone did brought him out of this miserable mood he was in. Libby, bless her heart, was seriously worried about him and he hated himself for being so short with her and poor Hailie, she’d taken the brunt of his mood swings but he was hurting...hurting bad and he didn’t think this pain was ever going to diminish.....the hole in his heart was deep and he knew that Brainna was the only one who was ever going to make him whole again...
~*~
Brianna trudged through the day snapping at people right and left. She’d been miserable for the past two weeks. Why had she walked out on him? Why? It had been so stupid. He’d opened his heart to her. Told her that he loved her and she’d thrown it back in his face by walking out. He’d trusted her with is heart and she’d twisted it. Broken it. Spit on it and she hated herself for that. She had to fix it. She would fix it. She knew that she couldn’t live without him. She loved him. She needed him and if he would have her after what she’d done then she intended to spend the rest of her life showing him how much he meant to her. It was time to stop running....
~*~
“Hey thanks for tuning into TRL” Carson said smiling into the camera as the audience cheered “we’ve got a special guest today and he hasn’t stopped by TRL in quite some time so let’s all put our hand’s together and give a warm welcome to EMINEM”
The audience went wild as Marshall jogged out smacking hands as he went by. He stopped next to Carson.
“Hey Em” Carson smiled “so what’s been going on?”
“Nuttin much” Marshall said and the girls went wild as the camera panned over them catching their young faces.
“So you got a new album dropping soon” Carson said “what can we expect with this one?”
“You’ll have to wait and see” Marshall teased and the girls screamed. He was getting a serious headache. He always hated this. Some of these girls were crazy and he just didn’t understand the fascination. He was only human after all.
“Well you’ve been out of the spotlight for a while” Carson said “how’s it feel to be back?”
“Feels great” Marshall lied.
“Well Em I think you’ve got some fans down on the street” Carson smiled “how about we go over and let one of them up.”
“Aight” Marshall said walking over to the window.
The crowd down below went nuts as he appeared at the window. He peered down at them and caught sight of a sign that made him laugh.
“I think that one has it bad” Carson laughed “think we should let her up?”
“I dunno man” Marshall laughed “she might attack” he looked down at the sign and shook his head....it read....*HEY SLIM....WILL YOU MARRY ME?*
“So you wanna let her up?” Carson prodded.
“I dunno dawg” Marshall laughed “I can’t even see her with that sign covering her face.”
He looked down at the sign again and his heart skipped a beat as the sign bearer moved it from in front of her face. “Brianna” he whispered as he stared down at her.
“What was that?” Carson asked looking up but he was talking to air because Marshall had dropped the mike and was gone.
He ran like a madman taking the stairs 5 at a time as he made his way down. He busted through the front doors like his life was on the line. Maybe it was. He could see her and his heart constricted almost painfully in his chest. He loved her so much. The crowd went fucking crazy but he didn’t care. His eyes were on her. Only her. He jumped the fence and reached for her. His security was hot on his trail and was having a hell of a time keeping people away but he was oblivious to anyone but her. She dropped the sign and stood in front of him. He looked down at her and his heart filled with joy as she stood proudly in her cute little t-shirt that had “SHADY’S LADY” embroidered across the front.
“So, what do you say Slim?” she asked taking a deep breath “You wanna marry me or what?”
He scooped her up, buried his head in her neck and whispered “Yes”.....Author: AIMEENDREW@aol.com
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