Smiles
~*~WARNING: HIGHLY HIGHLY EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT
SHE'S BAAAAAAAAACK! By popular demand (AKA I asked a friend what female she liked with Em and where she wanted to see him get laid- I wrote *this* little number.)
Anyhoo- for fans of the series- this would take place after they get back together at the end of Prisoner, but before he proposes in the Epilogue of Prisoner! :D
He stood still, slowly sipping his second beer of the evening. He wasn't one for parties, not really. But he'd been pushed into it and so he stood on the balcony, overlooking the rest of the party. At least the music was good, he'd made sure of that. He'd said he wouldn't go unless it was hip hop, but he'd been assured of an old school hip hop night.
So he stood on the balcony watching bodies grind and he couldn't help but get hard.
"How come you never smile?" She asked him, walking up to him sleekly.
He held back a smile at her voice because of her question. "What do you mean?" He asked, without turning to her, just staring down at the scene below.
"All the pictures of you," she said, taking his beer from him to steal a sip before placing it back in his hand. "All the pictures and you're never smiling."
He shrugged. "Maybe I don't got nuthin' to smile about."
He groaned when she stood so closely behind him and wrapped her arms around him. He looked around quickly but no one was paying attention to them. No one was looking when she began unzipping his jeans. "What if I *gave* you somethin' to smile about?" She asked seductively licking the back of his neck.
And he *did* smile.
He smiled when he yanked her in front of him and she pulled her skirt up around her hips and he knew she didn't have panties on because he had told her not to have any. He yanked his cock out of his jeans and pressed her supple throbbing body against the railing as he slammed his hips into her heat. "Shiiiiit," he groaned. "So fuckin' wet, Baby."
"Claro," she stated before leaning a bit more over the bar so he could thrust deeper inside. "Esto es lo que me haces, Em."
"Damn right it's what I do to you," he growled into her ear.
He still couldn't believe he had her again.
He smirked and slide a hand around to her front. "Eva?" He asked.
"Uh huh?" She grunted as she pressed her hips back against his with every thrust.
"I'm smiling now and you're gonna scream."
"Yeah? Pretty full of yourself," she teased before he pushed two fingers inside her on the next thrust of his hips. "MARSHALL!" She yelled but the music drown out her cries and whimpers of pleasure and pain as he took her roughly.
"Told you," he growled in her ear. "Que vengas, Eva," he whispered. "Come *now*!" He commanded and she did. Her whole body convulsed, trapped between his and the railing as she came.
He continued thrusting into her until she had recovered and was getting hot again. "You're a horny little bitch, ain'cha?" He asked. "Look down there! All those people and you're up here *beggin'* to get fucked."
"You're here too," she whimpered and turned her head to bite his bottom lip roughly. "Arencha?"
"Yeah. I am," he answered, stilling his hips, mush to his dismay.
"Por favor, Em… por favor-" she begged when he yanked her backward toward their private table.
He fell into one of the chairs, still buried in her and just ordered her to "ride me."
And she did. Her hips picked up his earlier rhythm and she dragged his fingers back to her. "Please-"
"Ya know, one a these days we gonna stretch you too far."
"Never," she grunted. She loved having as much of him inside as she could get. He slid three fingers into her along with his cock and her body went wild, thrashing on him as his thumb pressed against her clit and they both fell into ectasy.
"Shit," she laughed and spun in his lap. "See? *Now* you're smiling."
"Always smile when you're on my dick."
Her lips curled into a deliciously devious smile. "Then I'll just have to stay on your dick 'cause I like seein' you smile." She rolled her hips forward. "Get it up again?"
"You're insatiable, Eva. How 'm'I supposed to keep up wichu?"
"Relax, Baby," she said, sensuously sucking on his tongue. "I'll help."
He groaned when she started undulating her hips and it was amazing that she literally *could* fuck him hard again.
Suddenly, the night was looking a helluva lot more fun and he was all smiles.
THE END
Author: crazyevildru@yahoo.com
These stories are for entertainment purposes only. They are completely fictitious, and the authors mean no harm to EMINEM, his family, friends, or anyone else that may have been depicted as a 'real life' character. No money was made on the fiction here, either directly or indirectly, i.e. paid advertising. In other words - it's just a bunch of shit we wrote for fun. Please don't take it seriously.