Chapter 9 - Get In The Car Sadé

A/N Warning: contains themes of intimacy.

Sadé's POV:

— Day 3/7 Of Detroit Trip

I've been at Marshall's house for 3 days now. Ever since everything went down that one night we haven't really seen each other. Obviously I saw him around since this was his house, but we (mainly me) would leave to another room. Yesterday, I just lounged by the pool all day, soaking up the sun while he was at work. Once again, Marshall was at work and I was alone in the house to figure out what I should do since I have no clue about the city. I was sitting in the living room watching tv when I remembered that Marshall said if I ever wanted to go somewhere to just let one of the guards out front know and they'd take me wherever I wanted to go. So I got up from where I was sitting and walked up to the gates where some guards where standing duty. I found the one that Marshall said was named Drew.

"Excuse me." I said, walking up to Drew.

"Hello, Ms.Myers. Is everything okay?" The man looked down at me.

"Yes. I was actually wondering if I could go shopping today."

"Of course, Miss. Are you ready?" He asked, taking a pair a car keys out of his pockets.

"Yes. And you can just call me Sadé." I replied as we walked to the car, getting in as he opened my door.

"No can do Ms.Myers. Marshall ordered me to treat you with the utmost respect and to only refer to you as Ms.Myers or Miss." He replied, starting to drive.

I couldn't help but to feel some type of way. The simple fact that he made sure that I was treated well was nice.

"So where exactly are we going?"

"Only to the best Mall for you, Miss."

About half an hour later, we arrived at a mall named Somerset Collection Mall. It was 3 stories and very modern. It was definitely giving rich and expensive, which I quite enjoyed. I won't lie, I do enjoy some of the finer things in life and am a tad bit bougie.

Drew came with me inside the mall since Marshall apparently also ordered him to be my personal body guard. So he would be following me wherever I went. I hit up some stores with no worries in mind. A few people also recognized me so I took some pictures with them. Everything was going really good.

Marshall's POV:

— Back At The House

I had gotten home from the studio early. There wasn't much to do today except for working on some more beats. It was producer shit really. When I had gotten home, Sadé wasn't there. One of the security men had said that she went out shopping with Drew. That was fine with me since she had been distant with me lately anyways.

After the kiss, I guess I just expected a little more from her. I didn't get that though. Instead, I was left with nothing. And the worst part was I couldn't get her out of my head. Seeing her body in that bikini, the kiss, being reminded of how sexy she is period did something to me. Even just thinking about her now makes me hot and bothered. I needed to do something about this asap! I sat got off the couch and went into my bedroom stripping my clothes off. I closed my eyes and tried to jerk off but it just wasn't working. I tried again and nothing. I needed some sort of a release. I laid on the bed thinking of what I should do until I grabbed my phone scrolling through my contacts. I clicked on the name Skylar. I called her up and asked her if she could come over and fix my problem for me. Of course, like the little whore she is, she agreed. We'd been fuck buddies for years now despite us working together and her being married. To everyone else, she's like a sister to me, but in actuality, she ain't nothing but a hoe.

There doorbell rang and I went down to go answer it. There she was standing there with her blonde hair and a a tight dress on. I let her in and led her to my bedroom. As soon as we entered she started to take her clothes off, dropping to her knees in front of me as I sat on the bed. I took my clothes back off, grabbing her hair and pushing my dick inside her mouth. She wasn't the best in the world, but she was here: more than willing and ready for me. Just like she always is. She began deep throating me until I was about to cum. Then she stopped.

"Aye, bitch what the fuck?" I asked angrily.

"I need some satisfaction too, Marsh." She said seductively.

I sat up, but she just pushed me back down, straddling me as she lowered herself onto me. We both groaned as I gripped her ass, making her rock her hips faster as I buried myself deeper into her.

"Fuckkkk." I grunted as I pounded into her.

Sadé's POV:

I had gotten back from shopping with Drew and was about to walk inside.

"Need any help with your bags, Ms.Myers?" He asked as I walked up the steps.

"No. I'm good. Thank you, Drew. Have a great rest of your afternoon!" I waved him off.

"You as well, Miss. Thank you." He nodded his head before walking back to the gate for his duty with the rest of security.

I walked inside the house, setting my bags on the couch. I decided that it's time for Marshall and I to talk about whatever is going on between us instead of me avoiding him. I'd rather get it over with now than later.

"Marshall?" I called out.

No one replied. Weird, I thought to myself. He should be home by now. I check the time on my phone again, and it was already past 6. He definitely would've been home for quite some time now. Where the hell is he?

I checked all the rooms on the first floor. Even the studio in his basement. He was nowhere to be found. I grabbed my bags heading to my room to drop them off.

"Marshallllll?" I yelled one more time checking all of upstairs now too.

The only place I hadn't checked was his room. So I knocked on his door, but no one answered. So I knocked again, calling his name, and it was still silent. So I opened the door slightly to see if he was inside. I couldn't see from where I was standing so I walked further in and was surprised by what I saw.

Marshall was home alright. And he was laid there, having sex with some woman who I automatically assume is a groupie. He was laid there while she was riding him and they were both moaning. No wonder why nobody heard me.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" I yell finally catching their attention.

"OH MY GOD, SADÉ." Marshall exclaimed pushing the girl off of him.

"OH GOD." I yell again as Marshall is now fully exposed to me since he pulled out of her. I quickly cover my eyes and turn around to walk out the room.

"GET OUT! MARSHALL WHO THE HELL WAS THAT?" I hear the girl say from the other side of the door since I quickly ran away from that situation.

"Sadé, wait!" Marshall yelled out for me but I kept walking.

I needed to go. I don't know where nor do I care. As long as it was anywhere but here. That was so embarrassing. I walk out the house slamming the door. I walk through the gates, now being inside of the neighborhood. Drew had asked me something about where I was going but I asked him to please just leave me alone and that I needed a minute to myself.

I walked the streets of Detroit as the the sun was setting. It was beautiful. I wanted to escape from that situation and clear my head except I couldn't.

I was angry and confused. Why would Marshall kiss me, try to make a move on me, invite me out here, and confess his attraction to me just to go ahead and fuck some whore while I was out? WHO DOES THAT? He couldn't have waited? Or gone to her place even? It felt like a slap in the face. However, it shouldn't have felt like that because we aren't even dating and never would be. He can do as he pleases. He's a grown man and that's his house. I just felt so disrespected though. He knew I would come home so did he do that on purpose? To get back at me for being distant with him while I sort out my feelings? Or is this just how he is, an asshole? Did he have a girl this whole time and just lie to me? My head was in shambles.

I ended up walking for about 30 minutes not having a clue where I was at. I ended up at a park bench facing the road. I didn't have my phone or anything because I ran out so fast. So I sat there with thinking, watching the sunset. Then a blacked out Escalade slowed down, pulling up right next to me. Marshall hoped out the car, dressed in his usual all black ensemble. He leaned on his car as I just glared at him with vengeance and startlement. I don't know how he found me or what happened between him and blondie; Frankly, I really don't care neither.

"How you feelin', baby?" He asked as he walked over to me.

He put his hand inside of his pants pocket. He bit his lower lip, guilt written all over his face.

"Nauseous." I replied, slightly taken aback.

"Let's go for a drive." He made direct eye contact with me, "Get some air."

"I should stay out here a little bit longer." I suggested while also trying to change the subject because I did not want to get in the car with him.

He paused for a moment before continuing.

"Get in the car, Sadé." He said dominantly as he walked back towards the car, getting inside.

I watched him before rolling my eyes and letting out a sigh as I followed him inside the car. I strapped myself in as he started to drive.

We drove without a destination in mind as rap blared though the speakers. Neither of us spoke or even dared to look at each other. You could cut the tension with a knife. That was until he finally got the courage to say something.

"Sae, I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking about you when I did that dumb shit. I was being reckless." He apologized. I gave him the side eye.

He had one hand on the wheel the other rubbing his beard.

"Stop calling me that. I don't care." Is all I say.

"What? I can't call you "Sae" anymore?" He looked at me pissed.

"No you can't. Not when you play stupid mind games!" I snapped.

"Sadé, it wasn't like that."

"Then what was it?! Huh? Because it looked to me like you flew me all the way out her, confessed your feelings for me, KISSED ME. YOU FUCKING KISSED ME! THEN DECIDED TO SWITCH UP YOUR STANCE AND FUCK SOME GROUPIE MARSHALL! IS THAT NOT IT? IS THAT NOT WHAT HAPPENED?"

"No it's not." He said calmly, "I just hooked up with her because I couldn't hook up with you."

"Oh so you only flew me out here to fuck too? Bet."

"Sadé, would you shut up and listen? Damn."

He raised his voice so I could listen to him, but not yelling at me like I did to him. I stayed silent, waiting for him to explain himself.

"I like you, okay? And I don't want to just fuck you. I do want to, but the right way. You ain't just some broad. You're a real lady. A lady that I grew to respect so Ima treat you like it. But I needed some satisfaction because you had me all tied up. The way you just walk around and how fine you are, girl? I had to do something. And I understand I went about it the wrong way and it ain't no excuse. Just an explanation. Now you can take it how you want it, Sae." He said looking at me as we pulled into a Taco Bell drive thru.

I didn't respond though because I honestly didn't know what to say.

"You hungry? What do you want?" He asked me.

"I'm not hungry." I lied.

I really didn't feel like eating right now and wanted to go to bed. He looked at me as if I was trippin' before going ahead and ordering us both food anyways. We ate in the parking lot in silence before heading back to his house.

As soon as I entered I went straight to my room, slamming the door shut and locking it so he couldn't enter. I changed into some pajamas, then went straight to bed. I was so mentally and emotionally drained.

Yall like the "Good Girls" Rio & Elizabeth reference?! Also don't clock me too hard for the smut. I tried my best. Hope you enjoyed. Follow me for updates on the story.- 🤎