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DEDICATION: THIS CHAPTER IS DEDICATED TO TAZ BECAUSE SHE HOOKED ME UP WITH K & M BUT MOST IMPORTANTLY BECAUSE SHE'S A SWEETHEART, I LOVE HER AND SHE WANTED ME TO UPDATE THIS FIC...HERE YOU GO LOVE...I HOPE YOU ENJOY IT!!!~ Part 10 ~
Shai's hands rested against her palms and her elbows rested on Marshall's chest. They'd just had the most intense, mind numbing, thought stealing sex she'd ever had in her whole fucking life.
She stared down at him, her body still a riot of tiny pin pricking sensations, "So" she said lazily, "now that you're here on this whole ‘get to know each other' mission, what did you have planned to accomplish that feat?"
"I dunno" he shrugged, "we're in FL right? So let's hit Disney or something.."
"Disney?" she giggled, "as in World? The rather large, very overpopulated theme park in Orlando, that one?"
"Yeah"
"Are you fucking crazy?" she asked sitting up straighter.
"Well..." he laughed.
"You're out of your mind, we can't go to fucking Disney World.."
"Why not??"
"Ummmm, gee, I dunno??" she said sarcastically, "let's see...maybe because you're a multi million dollar hip hop artist who is salivated over by 90% or higher of the planet's female population...NAH, come to think of it, that couldn't be it.."
"But you'll protect me, won't you baby?"
"Marshall, honey.." she said smiling, "I can hold my own with the best of them but baby, I ain't WONDER WOMAN "
"Sure you are" he said pulling her mouth to his, "my trusty super hero sent to protect me from the forces of evil and millions of psycho fans.."
"You really are crazy" she mumbled against his lips.
"Crazy for you.."
"Mmmmmmm" she purred, her body slowly heating, "I know the feeling..."
She shifted her hips, reaching back to guide him into her and sunk down, sheathing him.
"Shai" his breath expelled in choppy waves.
"You like that Marshall?"
"Fuck yes.." he groaned grabbing onto her hips.
"Uh uh" she moaned, pushing his hands off her hips, "just relax and enjoy the ride.."
He rested his hands at his sides and did as she asked...
~*~
"This is crazy" she laughed as he settled himself behind the wheel of the SUV he'd rented.
"What's crazy?"
"This" she gestured wildly, "this whole thing.."
"Yeah, well sometimes you gotta do some crazy shit or life gets to be monotonous, it just drags you down.."
"Is that where you're at?" she asked looking over at him.
"Sorta" he shrugged, "most days I'm just thankful for everything I've been given but then there's those days when I wanna scream because life is so fucking unfair, it's some fucked up shit.."
"I bet" she said softly. She reached over and laid her palm on his thigh, "being you can't be all good times.."
"No, it isn't" he said simply.
~*~
They hit the turnpike and as the miles flew by they'd settled into an easy silence. Her palm still rested on his thigh and the heat radiating from it soothed him. He looked over at her and smiled, her head was rested against the back of the seat and her eyes were loosely closed, just looking at her, you'd think that she was sleeping if it weren't for the soft caressing of her hand against the smooth cotton of his pants.
She felt the car come to a halt and her eyes popped open, she turned to look at him and he was staring at her, "Hey" she smiled, "we can't be there already?"
"No" he smiled, "piss break.."
"Ahhhhh" she winked, "fabulous idea.."
"It is, isn't it?"
She nodded and he reached for the doorhandle but she grabbed his arm to stop him, "Marshall.." she said apprehensively.
"What's wrong baby?"
"You can't go out there like that" she said seriously.
"Like what?"
"That" she said pointing at him.
"What? Do I have a booger stuck to my face or something?"
"No" she laughed and released his arm, "it's just that people will recognize you baby! You don't even have a hat on.."
"It's a rest stop on the turnpike" he said shrugging, "how bad could it be?"
"I'd rather not find out" she smiled placing a hat on his head and playfully pulling it down over his eyes.
"Wimp" he muttered opening the door and getting out.
She got out and met him at the back of the SUV. He held his hand out for her and she linked her fingers through his.
"You hungry?" she asked while they were walking in.
"A little, you?"
"Yep"
"Aiight, then we'll eat too!!"
"Ok" she said looking around at what they had to choose from, "Ooo Ooo Ooo LOOK baby" she pointed excitedly.
"What?" he laughed trying to follow her finger.
"Cinnabon" she sighed, "I think I've died and gone straight to heaven.."
"That's all it takes to make you happy? Cinnamon rolls?" he teased, "good info to know.."
"And coffee" she added with a wink, "they gotta come with coffee!!"
"Well my love, feel free to have all the cinnamon rolls and coffee your beautiful heart desires.."
"Oooohhhh Marshy, you're so sweet" she teased, "I think I'm in love.."
"Me too" he said squeezing her hand
They went their separate ways to use the bathroom and met back in front of Cinnabon. After their steaming hot treats were handed over they walked out side and climbed into the car to gobble them up, it was more peaceful in there and there was less of a chance that he'd be spotted.
"So you really love these things?" he asked popping a piece of the gooey treat into his mouth.
"Oh God YES" she whimpered, "they're better then sex.."
"Ummm, I'm gonna try really hard not to be offended by that comment" he smirked.
"Oh, I should clarify that" she leaned forward to brush her frosting coated lips against his, "they USED TO BE better than sex, until you rocked my fucking world and various other parts of my body.."
"I'm feeling the need to rock those various other parts you're speaking of, right now" he darted his tongue out to lick some of the frosting from her lips, "but you have this paranoia with getting recognized and if that didn't do it then nothing would.."
She pulled his tongue into her mouth and sucked gently, "Why don't you just start the car and drive" she purred.
"What about the rest of your cinnamon roll?" he asked confused.
"Just drive" she moved to the waistband of his pants and slipped her hand in, cupping his hot, hard flesh in her palm.
"Jesus Shai" he moaned bucking his hips slightly.
"Drive" she demanded.
He started the car and backed out, easing onto the turnpike.
As soon as he picked up speed, her other hand pushed his pants down as far as she could get them while the hand cupping him started moving, grazing his cock, pumping him slowly, gradually picking up speed.
He wanted to lean his head back, close his eyes and enjoy the feeling of her tiny hand wrapped around him but he had to fucking drive.
"Shai.." he whimpered when her hand tightened around him and she increased the speed of her pumps.
"Shhhh" she said sensually, "just watch the road baby and let go, don't fight it.."
She continued to pump him hard and fast until he felt the pressure build and threaten to spill over.
"Oh fuck Shai" he panted, "I'm gonna cum..."
She bent down, her head resting between his abdomen and the steering wheel and took him in her mouth, running her tongue up his shaft.
He couldn't think straight, shit he could barely breathe. His hands clutched the steering wheel to keep from drifting off the road and he exploded, his cum rushing out to coat the inside of her mouth. She sucked him dry, swallowing everything he had to give and then going back for more.
When she'd gotten her fill she sat up, pulled his pants back up and licked her lips, "Now that was better than any cinnamon roll I've ever had the pleasure of eating.."
He couldn't fucking breathe much less think about speaking. He looked over at her and moaned. Her lips were red and puffy from what she'd just done for him and her eyes were clouded over with lust.
‘Fuck me, she's beautiful' his mind tormented, ‘you're in fucking trouble Mathers.!! Deep, dark, un-fucking-believable trouble'
“I wanna touch you” he murmured, still trapped in that disjointed world of sexual pleasure.
“Oh, trust me, you will” she smiled at him, “later...”
~*~
They pulled into the parking lot of the Grand Floridian and Marshall drove up and park the SUV in front of the lobby.
“Holy hell” she goggled, “we’re staying here?”
“Yeah, why?” she asked, “you never stayed here before?”
“NO” she mumbled looking around in amazement, “I’ve always admired it when I’d pass by on the fairy but...”
“Well now you can say you stayed here” he smiled leaning over to kiss her softly.
“Marshall, this is too much”
“No, it’s not” he said seriously.
“But this place is fucking expensive..”
“Don’t worry about that shit Shai” he said seriously, “just relax, enjoy yourself, have FUN!!”
He got out and walked around to her side. She’d already stepped out of the car so he leaned in to whisper in her ear, “The room’s already been paid for but Paul booked it in your name, ok?”
“Ok” she said bring her arms up to link around his neck, “do they know that you’re here?”
“Yes” he smiled when she laid her head against his chest, “you ready?”
“Yeah” she squeezed him tight before releasing him and reaching out to clutch his hand.
They were, for the most part, already checked in. All that was left for them to do was pick up the keys to their room. Shai had to give major props to the staff of this hotel and the powers that be at Disney for their discretion. They knew he was but they acted like he was just an everyday normal person, just like the rest of the guests that passed through everyday.
Someone helped load their bags on a cart before the valet went off to park the SUV and they were led to their room.
They were staying in a one bedroom suite and it was magnificent. As soon as the concierge unloaded their bags and left, Shai threw herself on the massive king size bed.
“Oh God Marshall” she squealed, “I feel like a fucking kid again, I’m so excited..”
He watched her bounce around on the bed and couldn’t stop the layer of something that felt similar to love coat his heart and the thing that scared him the most was that he didn’t think he’d want to stop it if he could.
“Marshall” he heard her call to him and turned to look at her.
She was laying in the middle of the bed on her back, her elbows holding her upright. He walked toward the bed and stopped at the edge to look down at her.
He opened his mouth to say something to her but she cut him off, “I think I’d like you to touch me now..”... to be continued
Author: AIMEENDREW@aol.com
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