Chapter 11 - Spilt Tea

A/N: Enjoy this funny picture of Marshall in a car 💀 idk where it came from or how or why but it's here and it's hilarious 😆.

A/N Warning: Contains mature themes & themes of intimacy.

Sadé's POV:

— Day 5/7 Of Detroit Trip

I had woken up to a sore body. Yesterday was such a fun time, but all the physical activity had worn me out. I should really start working out more often. On top of that, Marshall and I had stayed out late because we were just enjoying the weather and having a great time while enjoying the summer vibes. Thus, I was super tired. On the bright side, the sun was out shining and the birds were chirping. However, I decided that today would just be a chill, refreshing day instead. And since my body was still recouping from yesterday, I really didn't want to go anywhere.

After getting ready for the day and getting dressed in a lounge set, I went to the kitchen to find something to eat.

I walked into the kitchen and found food along with a note waiting for me.

"Headed to the studio & will be back later. Enjoy the breakfast and Starbucks, I didn't want to wake you and I still feel bad for everything that happened. Have a great day!

- Marshall"

Awhh, this was super sweet of him! I know he felt guilty, but he really didn't have to do this. Especially going out of his way before work to grab me breakfast. I mentally and physically smiled to myself as I got comfortable in one of the chairs, eating my breakfast & Starbucks while I scrolled through my phone.

— Later That Day

I had been enjoying my chill day so far. I had caught up on a few of my shows, and even made a few tiktoks. I was now laid out by the pool, getting some much needed Vitamin D, and enjoying the August heat. I had something on my mind though and needed to tell someone. So I decided to call up Bama because who else better to spill some tea to other than my best friend? Plus it's been a few days since we had caught up with each other.

"Hi, bestie westie!"

"Hi, bestie!" I geeked through the FaceTime call.

"Where are you right now? I thought you were filming try on hauls and some other videos this week?" She asked noticing the unusual background.

"I wassss... but that's what I need to talk to you about!"

"Was? Girl what do you mean? Spill the tea." She said taking off her sun glasses, seemingly more invested into the conversation now.

"Well first of all, I'm at Marshall's hou-"

"MARSHALLLLL? Eminem Marshall? Slim Shady Marshall? Hailie's dad Marshall??? Girl, hold up. You need to rewind a little bit and tell me ev-er-y-thing."

"Okay okay okay! So you already know how Hailie reached out to me to do her podcast right, and how were good friends now?"

"Mhmm." she nodded her head waiting for me to continue.

"Well when I went to do the podcast the for the first time, Marshall was there and she introduced us."

"Did you think he was hot?"

"Oh my god, Bama! No. He scared the living shit out of me how intimidating he was."

"Oh, okay." She squinted her eyes at me not fully believing.

"Anyways. She introduced us and he ended up staying. He later ended up inviting me to Lollapalooza that same day. Fast forward a few days before the festival - oh and by the way we had been texting prior to that, but whatever - so a few days before the festival he ended up stopping by my place to drop the passes off and we ended up talking for hours. Then you obviously know how lolla went because you were there. But girlll..."

"What?..."

"After he dropped us off at the hotel your ass wouldn't let me sleep."

"No... Did you go to his room? Is that why you weren't there when I woke up?! I thought you went home early or something." She began to put all the pieces together. Or so I thought until she said, "Did y'all frickle frackle?!"

I mentally face palmed. She cannot be serious right now?

"NO. Why do you think so poorly of me?" I chuckled.

"I don't. But you need some dick, Sadé. It's been a minute since you broke up with Zach, and you don't do one night stands."

"Chile, anyways. I may or may not have admitted to finding him attractive - "

"I knew you thought he was hot! But go on." She exclaimed proudly.

"But I was drunk so I didn't even remember any of this until he told me. And then he was at the basketball game and spotted me and we made this bet where whoever lost had to fly the other out to their city. Well I won and here I am!"

"Okay so how exactly is this supposed to be bad?"

"Well it's not bad, but there's more."

"Mhmm."

"We agreed not to tell Hailie in fear that it might be weird for us to be hanging out, but also we confessed our attractions for each other. Bama, we've been getting really really close. I mean, before this trip we'd text and call occasionally even. But since we've been around each other, we've been vibing. Like really vibing. We even kissed." I whispered the last part.

Bama was quiet for a second, deciding on what she should say. It was making me super nervous.

"Well do you like him? Or do you just find him attractive - whether it be mentally or physically." She asked sincerely.

"Well I definitely think he's hot. And he's super cool to hang out with. But he's way older. And the biggest elephant in the room - he's Hailie's father."

"Put all the buts aside. Without regards to the fact that he's older or is your friends dad. Would you say you like him?"

Now it was my turn to be silent for a moment. I never really looked at it from that perspective. We have been getting along well. He also made multiple moves on me, and admitted to sorta liking me too.

I am an overthinker though. I might simply be over analyzing everything. Then again, I might not be. Then again, what if he does actually like me? But then again, what if I'm just his sneaky link? He did say (and I quote) it could be "nothing serious" between us... he also said that I "ain't just some broad" but a "real lady." Gosh, see I'm overthinking right now! I need to get out of my own head.

"Yea...but I can't! It's wrong. And I can't jump into another relationship. It's only been since like May since my last one. It was such a shit show and so publicly embarrassing."

"Sadé." She said sternly, "You like who you like. Yes, it may not be the best person considering the circumstances, but that's okay. It's also okay to move on. No one said you had to be in a relationship with the man. You can date someone without exclusivity. You deserve to be happy and enjoy your single life just like the rest of us. Plus, I'm sure when Hailie does find out - because it will happen sooner or later, you're both famous and have Hailie in common - she'll understand. I mean she was the one who introduced you guys after all so she can't be entirely upset. And girl who cares if he's older? Make him your sugar daddy... minus the sugar!" She said the last part with a wink.

"Thanks I really appreciate your advice on this. Maybe you're right." I said with a smile.

We continued to talk in the phone for another hour before she had to go.

It was now 3pm and the sun was beaming. It was SO hot out so I made my way inside the cool house. Then that got me thinking: If I'm hot and I've only been out there for about 2 hours I can't imagine how hot the security guards must be. They guard Marshall's home 24/7. Granted, they have breaks and rotate shifts, but still I felt bad. Maybe I'll make them some cookies and strawberry lemonade. They deserve it. Hard work should never go unnoticed.

I rummaged the kitchen for all the ingredients and anything else I'd need. I got together some eggs, sugar, vanilla extract, baking powder, butter, and flour to form the cookie dough. I added some Oreos that I had crushed and chocolate chips for flavor. I scooped them onto the baking tray I had prepared and placed them into the oven.

It wouldn't take long since they're just cookies so I decided to make the lemonade while they baked since that wouldn't take long either. I filled a pitcher with half water & half fresh squeezed lemon juice. I was surprised Marshall even owned lemons to be honest, but hey. I then poured in sugar and strawberries. The cookies were done as soon as I finished.

I set them to cool and cleaned up while I waited. It was now around 5:15pm when I finished with everything.

I grabbed some cups and napkins from the cabinets for all the guys. Now, I can't carry all of this out in one go so this would have to be a 2-3 trips mission. I gathered the cups in a basket and the pitcher of strawberry lemonade I held in my hand, making my way out the door.

Just as I had made it down the steps, I saw Marshall pull up and hop out his car. I smiled, about to walk past him until he stopped me.

"Woah, where you going with all that?" He slightly grabbed my arm, chuckling.

"I'm about to give it to the guys - the security."

"Why?"

"Why not? It's so hot out and they've been out here all day."

"Well yea. That's what I pay them to do. Very well, may I add." He replied very demonstrably.

"Well duh. Of course you do. I just thought I'd do something nice. Kindness is free, Marshall." I rolled my eyes, "And while you're at it, could you grab the cookies and napkins please? They're in the kitchen."

"Yea, I got you." He said as he went inside.

I continued my walk to the guards.

"Hi Drew!" I said as I reached up to tap on his shoulder.

"Hello, Little Miss Myers. How are you?" He smiled warmly at me.

"I'm great. And yourself?"

"I'm good."

"Well, I saw how you and the rest of the guys were out standing in the heat so I made you all lemonade and cookies!" I said as I sat everything down on the table outside the guardhouse.

"Oh, you didn't have to do that miss. Thank you." He replied softly giving me a quick hug.

Just then Marshall walked up behind me with the tray of cookies.

"Where you want me to put these?" He asked.

"You can just see them down on the table with the lemonade."

"Ight. I'll let the others know as well."

Once all the guys had thanked me, to which I said it was no problem, they all began to dig in. I decided it was my cue to head back inside so I did so. Marshall had already gone back inside.

I made my way into the kitchen to grab myself a drink and cookie to snack on. Of course, Marshall was already there devouring the treats. He hadn't even noticed me because he was too busy stuffing his face.

"Marshall?" I called to get his attention.

"Hmm?" He turned around, glass in one hand - cookie in another.

I couldn't help but laugh. He looked like Cookie Monster with crumbs in his beard just munching away. Cute.

"What's so funny?" He asked.

"Nothing. You just look adorable." I answered honestly. "You also have a few crumbs in your beard."

"Oh." Was all he said as he tried to wipe away the crumbs, but not quite getting them.

"Is it gone?"

"Here. Let me."

He watched as I walked up to him, freeing his hands of anything he was holding. I stood directly in front of him. As I was getting all the tiny little crumbs out of his beard, he rested both his hands on my hips. I could feel his piercing blue eyes on me and I instantly got clammy. I didn't even bother to look at him.

Once finished, I tried to back away, but his hands remained where they were. I finally got the courage to look up at him through my lashes. Neither of us said anything.

I couldn't help myself. I got this urge to make my move though. Might as well "enjoy [my] single life" like Bama advised. I grabbed his face, running my nails through his beard, bringing his lips to mine. I kissed him softly. Fortunately for me, he kissed me back.

He quickly took control, his tongue dancing with mines. His taste: sweet, lips: soft. We made out for a few minutes before he pulled away.

"What are we doing here, Sadé?" He asked helplessly.

"What do you mean?" I asked my heartbeat speeding up.

"You know I want you. Always have, but held back because I don't want to go too far with you."

"Then don't go all the way. Just go far enough." I replied biting my lip.

With that he grabbed the back of neck kissing me again, but deeper this time. He smacked my ass then grabbed a handful of it, making me let out a soft moan. He hoisted me up, walking us up the stairs to the room he was letting me stay in. He placed me gently on the bed, climbing between my legs.

"You have no idea how bad I've been wanting you recently." He said lowly as he kissed my neck.

The way his voice sounds mixed with his warm breath made goosebumps appear on my skin. He continued kissing the sensitive skin on my neck until he found my sweet spot. I started breathing heavily. He smirked against my skin, knowing exactly what he was doing. He kept sucking there, and I just knew it'd leave a mark for days. I didn't even care though. It's not like anyone would know where it came from or who did it.

I let my hands roam free under his his shirt as he continued his attack on my body. He moved from kissing my neck to my breasts.

"As much as I love this cute, little pajama set on you, I think it's gotta go. Don't you?" He asked as he looked me square in the eyes.

I swear his look was so intense sometimes. It only added to his dominance, which I enjoyed. But sometimes his dominance was overbearing. So much so that I couldn't even speak right now. All I could do was nod my head yes in response. He wasn't having any of that though.

"Nuh uh. What I tell you about using your words, Sae?" He asked as he came back up, yanking my jaw towards his face, "Tell me what I said about that yesterday."

"You said to use my words." I answered softly.

"Say it louder, baby." He growled in my ear.

God, his voice is so sexy. He knew he was turning me on just by talking. He was enjoying seeing me squirm for him.

"You said to use my words." I said more confidently this time.

"Now imma ask you one more time. Do you think I should take these off, Sae?"

"Yes."

He proceeded to discard my clothes and panties. We began to kiss again, only this time with a lot more lust than before. He finally made his way back to my breasts. He squeezed them both in his large hands. He took one in his mouth, sucking, swirling, and flicking his tongue over my nipple while his hand massaged the other. I immediately let out moans as this was a feeling I hadn't felt in months. The feeling was so good, so soothing. After a while he switched sides, doing the same to my other breast.

Eventually, he stopped. But just when I thought it was over, he reached his hand down to my center, pressing his fingers against my entrance. He felt exactly how wet I was. I tugged at his shirt, wanting it off. He took it off, lowering himself downward. His face was now level with my pussy.

"Is this what you meant by far enough?"

"Yea it is."

He didn't respond. Instead, he kissed every inch of inside my thighs and lower stomach. I bit my lower lip and watched as he did so, making sure to keep eye contact with him. He inserted one finger inside of me without warning, causing me to throw my head back with my eyes closed. He started off slowly pumping in and out of me.

"Oh my god. Mhmm Marshall." I moaned out.

"I love when you say my name."

Then he inserted another finger inside of me so there was now two. He picked up the speed, hitting my g spot. My moans only intensified.

"You gonna say my name again for me, baby? Hmm?" He asked as he kept going. He was not letting up.

"Mhmm. Yes, Marshall."

"You like that?"

"Yes!" I screamed being filled with pleasure.

That familiar fuzzy feeling started to form in the pit of my stomach. The more he worked his magic, the more I moaned. I ran my hands through his hair.

He took me by surprise when he started sucking on my clit, causing me to moan loudly. The hairs from his beard brushed against my soft skin.

"Let me hear those beautiful sounds." He demanded.

He switched between sucking, swirling, and flicking his tongue over my clit all while simultaneously fingering me. I was at the edge when he quickly removed his fingers, replacing it with his mouth. He was now full on eating me out and I loved every minute of it.

"Cum for me, Sae." He mumbled into my pussy, sending vibrations throughout my body.

"OH FUCK, MARSHALL!" I let out a string of whines.

With just those words, I exploded all over him, and he licked up all my juices. He got up and kissed me deeply.

I decided it was my time to shine. I gently pushed him onto the bed, straddling his waist. I nibbled on his ear lobe - him letting out a groan in return. His hands flew to my ass while I continued to put in work on his neck, leaving little kisses and kitten licks. I continued this all the way down his toned body until I made my way to his lower stomach, stopping at his pants. I could see the outline of his erection through his grey Nike joggers. I looked up at him through my lashes seductively while I pulled his pants and boxers off.

He was huge. He was easily a large 7 inches or more. And girthy. I knew I wouldn't be able to take him all. Never breaking eye contact, I licked the tip of his dick.

"Fuck!" He let out a breathy moan.

I continued to tease him by playing with the head, flicking and swirling my tongue. I began sucking in the tip, but never going any further until he couldn't stand it. He made a makeshift ponytail with my curls, pushing my head down in his dick.

I went deeper until I was about half way, but it felt like so much more. I began bobbing my head, hollowing out my cheeks as I sucked him off. I used my hand to jerk off whatever I couldn't fit. He was a moaning mess.

I enjoyed being able to make him feel this way. It only encouraged me to go faster.

"Oh fuck, Sadé. Keep going." He growled.

"Mhmmmm." I hummed, knowing he could feel the vibrations.

I continued until I felt his hips start to buck up. I knew he wouldn't last much longer now. I decided to finally go all the way and take all of him into my mouth. I was now full out deep throating him. His moans only grew louder and he was now holding my head down while he practically face fucked me.

I breathed through my nose to make it easier on myself, but it was useless. I still continued to gag, saliva trickling out the sides of my mouth down to his balls.

"I'm 'bouta cum, baby. You better swallow this all." He said as he quickly exited my mouth.

"Shit, oh my god!" He groaned while he jerked himself as he shot his load into my mouth.

I swallowed it all, keeping eye contact as I did so. I crawled back up, grabbing his face roughly. I kissed him just to make him taste himself.

"Damn. That's hot as fuck, Sae." He whispered in between kisses, noticing exactly what I had done.

"I know it is, love." I replied.

We had just laid there in each other arms. Neither of us said anything. We just drifted away into a short sleep.

— Later That Night

I woke up around midnight to light snores coming from Marshall. He also had on his boxers now, which let me know he has woken up a little bit earlier in the night. I couldn't sleep because I felt the need to go tinkle. I got up from the bed and made my way to the bathroom. I did my tinkle & washed my hands. I also decided to clean myself up a bit after what had happened. I realized I was still naked. I made my way back to the bedroom and picked up my pjs, putting them back on.

"You ain't gotta put those back on you know." Marshall said in a deep, raspy voice.

I quickly turned around, finding Marshall laying down in the bed, lazily checking me out. I hadn't expected him to be awake so I was a bit startled. I'm sure he noticed the look on my face because he just let out a deep chuckle.

"My bad, girl. Come lay back down."

"Okay."

I walked over to him, getting back under the covers. He pulled me in by the waist so that I was closer to him.

"Mhmm. You're so tiny and soft. Like a cute little stuffed animal or something." He stated in that same voice from earlier.

"That's actually really cute." I giggled lightly.

"You know I was thinking. Maybe we should get to know each other more." He mumbled.

"You think so?"

"Yea. We could just ask each other questions back and forth or something."

"Okay. What do you wanna know?"

"What's your full name?"

"Sadé Aire Myers. Yours?"

"That's a cute name. Marshall Bruce Mathers lll."

"Thanks. What's the coolest place you've ever traveled to? Mines is Thailand."

"Really? You like to travel?" He perked up, seeming more interested.

"I love to travel. I want to go to as many places the world has to offer."

"Interesting. Dubai. What are you passionate about? Mines is rap, but I'm sure you already knew that."

"Probably helping other people find happiness. Favorite food? I love pasta."

"Tacos for sure. What makes you laugh?"

"Really stupid jokes. You didn't say yours."

"I don't laugh often." He replied seriously.

"What? I see you laugh often."

He paused for a second before answering.

"That's different. But I laugh at stupid jokes also."

It got quiet.

"Favorite physical feature?" He asked to break the tension that had been created.

"That's not fair. I can't choose." I exclaimed.

"Oh come on. Okay top 3. I'll go first: Ass, eyes, lips." He said immediately. Well.

"Eyes, beard, tattoos." I replied.

"I already knew that, Sae."

"Then why'd you ask?" I gave him a are you serious right now stare.

"I just wanted to hear you say it." He said smugly.

This man. I swear he's something else.

We continued to go back and forth asking each other little questions to get to know each other better. Once it was all said and done with, I actually felt like learned a lot more about him and vice versa. We tired ourselves out though, and I fell asleep in his arms.

A/N: this was more of a filler chapter but I felt like I needed to get the point across that Sadé does actually like ole Marshall and that they are getting pretty close. This is also a big of a longer one. And also a more sexy one... 👀 I'm also trying to get better at my writing so let me know what y'all think of that. Anyways hope y'all enjoyed! Lol- 🤎