Chapter 21 - Sadé's Royal Casino

A/N Warning: This chapter contains mature & intimate themes.

A/N: Also this is a SUPER DUPER long chapter. I hope you all enjoy.

Marshall's POV:

— September 21st, Sadé's Birthday

It was late afternoon, around 3pm. Me and the guys were all in my hotel room chilling and talking. All the guys were discussing chicks they wanted bang, places they wanted to see before leaving Vegas in a few days, and who would be in attendance at the party later. Honestly, I tuned them out because I felt like I had no business being in that conversation. I was focused on Sadé and only her so talking about other chicks would be disrespectful. Even though we weren't in a relationship and didn't have a title, she carried herself with poise and dignity. She ain't the type of girl you wanna disrespect or mistreat.

I had received a text from Alabama saying that she was on her way over to the room to run down some things with us. So I headed to the door to open it to let her in. I spotted a blonde haired girl walked towards me, which I remembered to look like her so I just held the door open, waiting for her to enter before slipping back in.

"Hey, Marshall. How's everything?" She greeted me.

"It's good, and you?" I replied, leading her to the living area.

"I'm great. Thanks for asking."

All the guys introduced themselves as she entered the room and so did she vice versa. She sat down in a chair as she began to talk.

"Okay so your surprise to sadé." She pointed at me, "So here's how it's going to go: The party starts at 7 tonight, but probably won't start filling up until 7:30-7:45 ish. So to avoid any of you getting spotted and ruining the surprise for her, y'all won't arrive until after 8. That way you'll just blend in with the crowd and she won't spot you. Now there will be a lot of celebrities and influencers there so you shouldn't feel out of place."

"Wasn't the address leaked though? So wouldn't there be fans and paparazzi out there as well?" Naunie asked, looking a bit concerned.

"Yea what's up with that? Like how or why did that happen?" I know ask out of pure curiosity.

"Well, yes. Some weird fan account of Sae leaked the address of the casino to the public. How they got that information is something I don't know. She hasn't told me that. I did look at the account myself though and I thinks it's very weird. All they do is harass her and say hateful things. But to answer your question, Denaun, it's not like they're actually going to get inside. That's why there's a guest list and hella security." She answered.

"Okay."

"Also, when you get there you'll have to enter through the front like everyone else since there isn't any back way. It's blocked off so that nobody can sneak in. They'll ask for ID to ensure you're on the list."

"Alright cool. Thanks." I gave her a head nod.

She was just about to leave out the door before she stopped in her tracks.

"Oh, and here's the key card to her room Marshall so you can bring her things back to your room for the night like you requested. Now I've gotta go back to the girls to get ready in my room before she gets suspicious. I'll see y'all later." She left, leaving the card on the foyer table.

The guys also leave shorty after to get ready for tonight. I couldn't help but thing about what Alabama said about the address getting leaked. I know what Sadé does is social media, posting videos, and attending events as a socialite. And I know her online presence is very prominent, but hearing that there was someone out there hating on her didn't sit well with me. And I know she gets hate all the time and ignores it because I do as well. It's just apart of the job, but it left a bad taste in my mouth.

I just pushed the feeling to the side and began to get ready for tonight. I hopped in the shower, brushed my teeth, and lined my beard up. Once I was all done in the bathroom, I thought about what I should wear. I knew that people would probably be on the more dressed up side, but I don't dress up. I'm Eminem. I don't do the whole putting outfits other thing. So instead, I decided on a pair of nice black jeans, a black shirt, a black leather Saint Laurent Jacket, and my white Nike Air Max Air Force High Tops. I threw on my black Kangol hat, gold watch, gold chain, and gold bracelet like I typically wear. I know I basically wear this outfit all the time, but I swear it's different. It's nicer. And that's as dressed up I'll ever get.

Once I'm ready, I use the keycard to go to sadé's hotel room to grab her things so she can sleep at mines for the rest of our time here. She was actually only a few floors below me. I packed all her stuff up and sat it by the door. I made sure I had all her things since I was going to give the key back to reception afterwards and wouldn't have access back in the room. Everything was clear so I went back to my room, carrying her bags.

I sit around watching some Black Mafia Family on the Tv until it's time for me and the boys to leave up out of here. I've been trying to catch up on more episodes in my free time since I've been busy lately. Plus, I'll always support anything 50 puts out. There's no denying that he's a great producer when it comes to this TV show/movie and acting shit.

— At The Party

Me, Boogie, Naunie, and Royce are all piled in the back of the car on the way to the party. We're a block away and already see people walking about, snapping pictures, and hear the music bumping faintly in the background. Honestly, I wasn't expecting it to be this huge. I thought everyone was kind of hyping it up, but no. This really just might be the biggest party of the summer. Hell, of 2022 period. I turn to all the guys quickly.

"None of yous better embarrass me. Or I'll never take you with me anywhere else." I say sternly to all of them, but I'm only looking at Boogie the whole time.

"Bruh. You really need to relax and trust me sometimes." He says earnestly while everyone else snickers.

I say nothing but just give him a look with my eyebrow raised. I look back out the window and see that we've made it so we all get out the car, me being the first one. Immediately, there's flashes from paparazzi taking photos.

I wait for all the guys before we all head to the bouncer, being let into the casino. Hailie had gotten a ride with the girls so I didn't have to worry about her since she was already here.

We get inside and music is blaring through the speakers, bodies everywhere, people dancing, and people drinking like there's no tomorrow. The environment wasn't much of a worry for me despite me being sober of all drugs and and alcohol. The atmosphere was crazy though, it was definitely giving me flashbacks from my party days.

"Yo, this shits bringing me back to my D12 days." I elbow Naunie.

"It definitely is. This shits wild. Damn, Em. Your girl really knows how to throw a party." He bellowed.

The place was decorated nicely. On the inside there was a grand piano wrapped in red poker chips with Sae's face all over it, pictures of her hung up, red velvet seats for people, roses in tall gold vases, this huge extravagant cake, and burlesque dancers/strippers everywhere. And since this was a casino there was obviously slots, roulette tables, and all other types of casino games. On the outside, because there was an open outdoors area that was hidden from the public, there were even more red and gold decorations and this girl really got vintage cars, like Rolls-Royce's and Bentleys for people to check out and take pictures in front off. It was very casino oriented/1920s-esque. Damn she really went all out, huh? Go big or go home I guess. So here we are in Vegas. I'm impressed.

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"Let's check out the cars. I wanna take some flicks in front of 'em" Royce yells to the group over the music.

"Royce in front of a Royce. Never thought I'd see the day." I joke.

We make our way over there, the guys all taking turns taking their flicks. I just kind of stand back observing everyone. The party scene wasn't really my thing anymore, but I was for someone else.

A short while later, when we were all sitting down, enjoying some drinks and appetizers, making small talk with the guys and some other people we knew prior that attended, a woman approaches us. She was black and had curled hair, wearing a tight silver dress. She immediately caught Anthony's eye. Go figure, him and Ryan been trying to talk to the ladies all night.

"Hi everyone!" She exclaimed, shaking each one of our hands, "Im Jordyn, Sadé's Manager and friend." She introduced herself.

We all introduced ourselves back.

"What's up. I'm Eminem."

"And I'm Boogie, but you can call me Anthony. How you doin' beautiful?" Boogie flashed a smile her way.

I couldn't even say anything. All I did was sigh and drag my hands over my face. The other guys just gave him side eyes. I could've sworn I told his ass not to embarrass me.

"I'm good, thank you." She replied courteously.

"I think you'll be better, if you got to know me." Boogie attempted to flirt.

That's right, I said attempted. Because the fuck was that? He's horrible. This is why he gets no bitches. And no play.

"Jesus take the wheel." I groaned, wanting to shrink back into my seat.

"How about I get back to you on that?" She responded, "Anyways, I was just coming to let you know, Eminem, that Sadé is making her rounds seeing everyone. So then might be a good time to surprise her."

"Ight cool." With that, she walked away.

"See you around, beautiful!" Boogie said as she left.

"Oh my god, don't harass the woman." Naunie said, slapping the back of his head.

"Aye what was that for, man? I'm just letting her know her worth." Boogie defended himself.

"If she knows it, she won't be fucking with you tonight." Royce clowned.

"That's messed up." I smirked, snickering like a middle school boy.

"What happened to bros being each others wingmen? When did that stop? Because none of you are giving what was supposed to have been gave." Boogie rolled his eyes, taking a sip of his drink.

A few minutes roll by and I finally see Sadé. She still doesn't know I'm here, but she's in perfect view of me. And Goddamn she looks stunning. She's dressed in a gorgeous pink gown with silver sequins & gloves to match, which so off her curves perfectly. She's also wearing clear heels with jewels on her neck and ears. Her hair, curled. Everything compliments her brown skin and eyes so well, and I just can't take my eyes off her.

"Damn, you gonna eye fuck her or something?" Young M.A jokes.

She was sat with us mingling.

"Shit, I just might." I kiss my teeth, starring daggers into her.

"I don't blame you. She's gorgeous. Dudes been tryna hit her up all night. You better secure that." She looks from her to me, a smirk playing on her lips.

I don't respond to that. I just continue to focus on her. I honestly didn't have a reply to that. Not one that I should say out loud anyways. M.A was right, but I wasn't looking for a relationship right now. And neither was Sadé. Hence, why we were taking things slow. If things did evolve I wouldn't mind though. But I knew it wouldn't happen. Not anytime soon. So I wasn't even going to bother.

Sadé finally walks in my direction, stopping in her tracks once she realizes who she sees.

"Marshall?!"

Sadé's POV:

"Marshall?!" I gasp.

My eyes must be playing tricks on me from all the drinks I've been taking tonight. There's absolutely no way he could be here right now. He's all the way back in Detroit. It's past his old man bedtime. He said he was working on his music and couldn't make it at all. How is he possibly here?

"What's up, girl? Happy birthday." He smirks, getting up to walk my way.

Oh shit, this is really real! He's here. I snap out of whatever trance I was in and hug him tightly.

I pull away from the hug and stare at him too stunned to speak, my jaw on the floor.

"Yo, Sae. You alright?" He rubs my arm.

"You made it! You- I-. I'm so happy right now. I'm over the moon!" I smile widely.

He hugs me one more time, sneakily giving me a quick peck on the cheek.

"Yup. I'm here. I couldn't miss this. I know this means a lot to you."

"Yea. Yea it does." I quickly blink, being reminded of how my own family hadn't even tried to show up for me, but everyone else had.

I quickly shut off my emotions, not wanting them to get in the way of my happiness.

"Come on. Let's go sit and chat for a bit." He says grabbing my hand, leading me to where him and the rest of his crew were seated.

I greet everyone there as I take a seat. They all wish me a happy birthday to which I say thanks. We talk about how everyone has been recently and make small talk until it's time for the cake to be cut.

Marshall's POV:

Everyone in the party has gathered around Sadé and the table the cake was sat on. There were people recording and taking pictures. I pulled my hat lower over my head to cover my face a bit more. Everyone sings happy birthday, wishing her a happy 21st. She's smiling from ear to ear, and I'm just happy she's happy right now.

Jordyn hands her a huge knife. Everyone cheers her on before she slices into the cake. The caterers then continue to slice the rest for her. They put them onto trays for the burlesque dancers to pass out as they made their rounds around the casino.

Everyone resumed the party, me and Denaun going back to where we seated earlier. Boogie decided to hit the dance floor, actually dancing with Jordyn. I was not expecting that one at all. Me and Naunie just looked at each other in bewilderment. I then look to my left and see Royce chatting up one of the burlesque dancer strippers. He must've said something she liked because she's over there twirling her hair and clutching her fake pearls from part of her costume. I look a little further left, and see Sadé, Hailie, and Alabama all dancing with each other. All in all everything is going pretty good. I had no complaints at all. That was until I saw one of the security walk up to Sadé and say something in her ear, making her frown. She said something back to him to which he shrugged his shoulders. She let out a sigh, following him out to the back, which was supposed to be blocked off.

"What was that about?" Denaun asks.

"I have no clue, but I'm not liking it." I confess, drinking my Diet Coke.

"You should see if she's okay, man. She looked pretty upset."

I contemplate on whether I should follow after her or not since there's a lot of people who could easily see us and speculate. I decided that I would after a split second.

"I'll be right back."

I get up and try to follow her, but I can't find her anywhere. I only waited a few seconds. How did she disappear that fast? I walk over to Hailie and Alabama who are still on the dance floor.

"Hey, sweetie." I give my daughter a hug and quick peck on the side of her forehead to greet her, "Hey, Alabama. What happened with Sae?" I ask the two girls.

"I don't know. The security just came up to her and was all like 'we have a problem. There's some lady demanding to be let in and won't take no for an answer. We need you to handle it.'" Alabama mocks in a deep voice.

"She went out through that door." Hailie added, pointing to an exit.

"Ight. Thanks."

I quickly began walking over to the exit they pointed out. As soon as I approach it I hear shouting. I see the security standing next to Sadé, their backs turned to me. I walk up closer, and I just know this isn't who the fuck I think it is. I know this head of blonde hair doesn't belong to who I think it belongs to.

Sadé's POV:

I'm dancing with the girls, 'No Hands' by Waka Flocka Flame currently playing.

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However, we were interrupted when some security guard tapped me on the shoulder, shouting in my ear over the music.

"Ms.Myers, there's an issue out back with a guest trying to get into the party. She's causing a lot of commotion. We've tried everything to get her off the property, but she keeps coming back, demanding to speak to you. She won't take no for an answer." He said all grimly.

I frowned because I really don't want to have to deal with anymore bullshit right now. I've already had enough on my plate the last few days with my family and now this? I'm also tipsy and high as fuck. I don't even think I can help the situation right now considering the state of mind I'm in. And yes, I said high. They had setup a hookah lounge spot for some of the guest to enjoy and long story short, I wanted to see if it was safe for everyone and ended up high as a kite.

"Who is it?" I asked annoyed.

He just shrugged and motioned me to follow him out back to deal with the issue. So that's where I went.

I make it past the exit and am face to face with this unidentified woman. She had blonde hair, green eyes, and tattoos all over her body shown due to the black romper she was wearing. She looked vaguely familiar, but I can't pinpoint from where or what in this very moment.

I stand in front of her, the security standing right next to me for safety measures.

"Hello... What's going on here?" I question hesitantly.

"They won't let me into the party! I need to talk to somebody in there and nobody is listening to me." She pouts.

"Well is your name in the guest list? The entrance is at the front so I don't know why you'd be trying to get in through the ba-" I ask as I look over the guest list I was handed by the security, but was cut off by her yelling.

"I don't need to be on the guest list! You know who I am. Everybody here knows who I am!" She screams.

"Umm. Actually I don't. Who are you?" I scratch my hair, puzzled.

I'm so close to losing my patience with this girl. I'm trying to be nice and actually resolve the issue because maybe there was a mix up somehow? I don't know, but her acting like she's so entitled and like a complete jerk isn't cutting it.

"Oh you don't remember? Marshall sure does. He..." She rants.

Just then it clicks, and I tune everything else out. I'm not even listening to the rest of what she's saying to me. This is ole girl that I caught in bed with Marshall. Now Ima be real, I am salty about that. Even though I forgave Marshall, I was still disrespected at the end of the day. We aren't dating by any means so I really could give a shit less about it, but something about her attitude rubs me the wrong way. It's like she thinks this is some sort of competition or something when it's not. It's not!

I then snap back out of my thoughts and she's still talking.

"...-alk to him. Let me in!"

"Girl, I literally don't even know who you are. I don't even know your name. All I know is that you fucked Marshall and that's it. So as far as I'm concerned, I only know you as a hoe." I shrug, crossing my arms, "What do need to tell him so badly? Because I'm not letting you in."

"None of your business! You think you're all high and mighty because you're Sadé Myers? Well let me tell you something: You're not." She walks closer to me.

I don't budge. The security steps up though. I tell him it's fine and that I got it so he steps back.

"I never thought I was better than anyone. Never thought I was all "high and mighty" as you put it. You don't even know me to say anything about me." I glare at her.

"I know enough." She looks me up and down, "And you aren't no angel, honey. And soon Marshall will find that out too." She threatens.

"I literally put my entire life on the internet. Everyone knows all of what I went through. I'm sure if he really wanted to know he'd watch my life story video if he hadn't already."

Just then I hear the back door open. I don't bother turning around to see who it is. It's probably just someone trying to get some fresh air or something.

"Except you left out some details. I'm sure once he knows he won't want you anymore. Nobody want a damaged woman. With damaged goods. You'll be disposed of like toxic waste." She laughs bitterly, waving her long witch fingers around.

I walk up to her, my heels clicking against the concrete. I get all up in her face now. I look her directly in the eyes. Anger is just running through my body. I know exactly what little details she's referring to. How she knows that information? I don't know. But she does. And I'm not going to let her bully me into feeling intimidated. I left those days back in high school. Nobody, and I mean NOBODY, is going to use my trauma against me or try to throw what I went through in my face.

"Listen here, bitch. Ain't nobody gonna have the chance to throw my past in my face. I don't give a fuck who you are. You better talk to me nice. Because the next time I see you and you decide to say or do some stupid shit, you will be dealt with. I'm giving you a warning. Next time, there won't be one. It'll be an ass beating. And you can tell him that too, love." I seethe, sizing her up.

I feel someone grab my arm right as I finish talking to her. I look down at the hand, thinking it's security, until I see the tattoos. It's Marshall. I guess, she doesn't have to tell him after all.

"Sae, let's go. Leave it alone." He says sternly, glaring at this woman.

I still don't know her name. This freaking mystery woman. But she tries to say something to him, but he just dismisses her.

"Don't even try saying anything to me right now. You're pathetic. Go home to your husband, Skylar." He says dragging us both away from the situation.

She storms off and leaves, the security escorting her out.

We make our way back inside, and immediately Marshall pulls me aside where nobody can see us.

"What the hell was that about?!" He questions.

"Nothing. Just forget about." I try to leave, but he grabs my arm once again.

"No. Tell me now. Didn't you promise to me that you'd let me protect you?" He asks.

I say nothing, but stare at the ground instead, playing with my sparkly gloves. After a few seconds I shake my head yes.

"Words, Sae." He says deeply.

"Yes." I reply unenthusiastically.

"So what happened?"

"She tried to intimidate me and bring up my past. I didn't let her get the chance though." I rolled my neck to finally look at him.

"Oh I know. I heard you put her in her place. I've never seen you so angry before. It's actually pretty frightening." He scratched his beard, side eyeing me.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I ask him suspiciously.

"No reason." He shortly chuckled, licking his lips, "No reason at all, baby."

"Okay. Well you better get your girl. I don't want to have to drag her." I roll my eyes.

"I'll have it handled. Don't worry about it. Now let's go back to the party. I don't want anyone getting suspicious." He said.

"Alright. It's only about 2 hours left anyways. Think you can last old man?" I teased.

"You know I can last, Sae. Don't tempt me." He smacks my butt as I walk away.

I laugh to myself as we go out separate ways. I continue to mingle with everyone, talk, dance, twerk, and take shots. I'm just living my life to the fullest right now, and I'm so happy.

At one point, my heels end up thrown around somewhere - lost. I'm now stood up on one of the tables, dancing with the burlesque strippers. 'Lottery' by Latto & Lu Kala is playing and there couldn't be a more accurate song.

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Me and the dancer, Marissa, who I became pretty acquainted with by this point, are grinding on each other, screaming the lyrics. There's money being thrown, shots being drowned, and then I fucking fall.

Like I feel off the damn table onto the ground. But I don't even care because I just get back up, and continue to dance.

"Okay, I think it's time you get back to the hotel." Jordyn gently grabs my shoulders to help me keep balance.

"Noooo. I want to party! I can't leave my own party." I slur.

"Sadé, you just feel flat on your ass, and are shaking your ass on the dancers we hired. I think it's time for you to call it a night."

"Pleaseeee." I whine.

"One more song, then we're leaving."

"Okayyy! Woooo." I exclaim.

One song turns into two, then three, and it keeps going. I'm there for another hour. I don't know why she thought I would give in that easily.

'Birthday Bitch' by Trap Beckham is the last song to be played at the party.

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Everyone's turnt. Jordyn is twearking on Boogie, Hailie is dancing with Alabama, Royce is getting ass thrown on him by Marissa, and everyone is lit. I'm dancing and look over at Marshall. He's sitting next to Denaun, and I wave for him to come over and dance with me. He shakes his head no with a smirk playing on his lips. I don't take no for an answer, and motion for him to come again. Denaun slaps his arm, making him get up and walk towards me. Denaun follows as well, finding a random girl to dance with; I'm almost certain it was one of the city girls. I continue dancing as he walks up and gets behind me. I start grinding and tweaking on him to which he matches my movements. His hands are on my hips, having a nice firm grip on them. He has is head nuzzled in between my neck, his beard tickling my skin as he whispers, rapping along to all the lyrics.

The party ends shortly later and it's now nearing 1 in the morning. Me, Marshall, and all the rest of the guys and girls all pile into an SUV to get back to the hotel. We're all buzzed expect for those that are sober, meaning Royce and Marshall. I had stopped drinking once I feel off the table because Jordyn had told the bar to cut me off for the night. Although I did get a few more drinks in from other people... But I wasn't as drunk as I was before so there's that.

Marshall's POV:

— At The Hotel

Everyone had gone to their rooms once we made it back to the hotel. It was just me and Sadé in my room, now turned our room. We had just entered when she began taking her clothes off.

"Slow down, girl. We got all night." I winked at her.

"Oh whatever." She giggled, "Can you help me unzip the back of the dress? I'm ready to get this thing off of me." She huffed out.

I walked up behind her, hugging her from behind as my hands rested on her hips. I started kissing down her neck, leaving little pecks.

"You know, I didn't think you got down like that, Sae. I thought you were this sweet, shy, innocent lady. Nah. You know exactly what you do to me." I whispered on her ear as I unzipped her dress slowly.

She didn't say anything, but I heard her breath hitch. I knew I was getting to her. She wanted to make me all hot and bothered earlier dancing on me like that. Well I got something coming for her.

"Marshall." She breathed out heavily.

"You want more, baby?"

I helped her out of her dress, her front now pressed against me.

"Mhmm." she nodded her head, looking me in the eyes.

I don't know what washed over me, but her looking at me like that made something click. I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, placing her on the bed. I began kissing her roughly, massaging her breasts, which were already exposed since she had nothing underneath her gown except for a pair of pink lacy panties.

I dipped my head down to her thighs, kissing every inch her inner thighs. She took my hat off, running her fingers through my short cut hair. I made eye contact with her as I dragged her panties down with my teeth before ripping them right off her body.

I wasted no time in going down on her. I held her legs over my shoulders as I began licking up her folds. I could taste how wet she already was for me. She let out loud moans as I continued to eat her out. It wasn't going to be long before she came.

I sped up the pace of my tongue, licking and sucking on her clit harshly. Within a minute she came, letting out a string of curse words as she creamed all over.

"Oh FUCK! Oh fuck, Marshall!" She whined out.

I didn't stop though. I wanted to make her scream. Young M.A's words kept replaying in my head: "I don't blame you. She's gorgeous. Dudes been tryna hit her up all night. You better secure that." And seeing her dance tonight. I just know there were dudes eyeing her. I wanted to make her know who this pussy belonged to.

So I kept going. She tried to move my head away from her pussy, tried closing her legs from the intense pleasure I was delivering to her, but I wasn't having that. She wasn't running from me. I got up, replacing my mouth with my middle and ring finger. I pumped in and out of her at lightning speed. She was a moaning mess.

I brung my face up to hers, my fingers still going to work.

"You like that?" I growled in her ear, watching her every facial expression closely.

"Oooh yes." She whimpered.

"Whose pussy is this?" I asked as I felt myself harden even more than I already was, "Huh?"

Her eyes widened as she looked at me, "What?"

"I said, whose. Pussy. Is. This?" I repeated myself, pumping deeper with every word.

I curled my fingers as I repeatedly hit her g spot.

"It's yours. This pussy is all yours Marshall." She answered like the good girl she is, her eyes rolling to the back of her head.

I went back down, my face level with her pussy. I took my fingers out, rubbing circles on her clit momentarily. I then spit on her folds, going back to eating her out. Her body was shaking at this point.

"You wanna cum, baby?" I looked at her, "Open your eyes." I demanded.

She did as she was told, opening her eyes to make eye contact with me. Her warm brown eyes starting deep into my baby blue ones. I slowed down the pace, taking my time to devour her sweet pussy.

"Cum for me, Sae." I mumbled.

"Oh my god yes! Oh my god. SHIT MARSHALL." She screamed as her body was overstimulated.

She maintained eye contact with me as she did so, her body shaking from pleasure, her juices leaking out of her as she let go. At the same time, I exploded in my boxers. I hadn't have even been touched once, but just watching her like this was enough to get me off. I lapped up the rest of her juices. My beard was soaked. Once I finished I got back up and climbed next to her. I kissed her softly compared to what had just happened.

We sat in comfortable silence for a few minutes to catch our breath. I looked over at Sadé who was looking at the ceiling. I got up and went to the bathroom to clean myself up. I came back out and handed her a wet towel while I found us both something to change into. I changed into a new pair of boxers, taking my shirt off (since I was clothed that entire time) leaving myself shirtless. I handed Sadé one of my clean shirts for her to wear tonight. I could've given her her own pair of pajamas, but I'd rather see her in mines. She sat up in the bed, placing it over her head.

"I got you something." I said softly as I watched her.

"What? You didn't have to get me anything. You being here was more than enough." She said sincerely.

"Well I wanted to." I grabbed 2 wrapped boxes from the bedside table, handing them to her, "Here."

She placed them in her lap, grabbing the first one. She opened it to reveal a Dolce & Gabbana 'The Only One' perfume.

"Marshall, how'd you even get this? It's only exclusive to Europe and I've been looking everywhere for it, but it was sold out in the US." She gasped.

"I know people." I said proudly, "Open the next one, pretty girl." I encouraged.

I placed my hand on her thigh, and squeezed gently. I was nervous about this one. I really hoped she liked it. I had no doubt that she would, but still. These nerves were starting to get the best of me. She carefully unwrapped the long black rectangle box. She opened the box and immediately closed it.

"Marshall no. I can't accept this from you." She tried giving me the box.

"Sadé, take it. I picked it out just for you." I gently pushed the box back towards her.

"But it's- " She started to say, but I cut her off already knowing.

"I know. I wanted to spoil you. You're my girl, right?" I looked at her.

"Yes." She cheesed, trying to hide her face in her hands.

I grabbed both her hands so she couldn't hide from me.

"Ight then. Ima spoil you if I want to spoil you."

I let go of her hands so she could take a look at the two bracelets. She ran ran her fingers over them in awe. One was a dainty diamond cuban link David Von bracelet, and the other was a black vintage Alhambra Van Cleef & Arpels bracelet.

"Marshallllll. I love it." She spoke softly, smiling widely, showing her faint dimples.

She leaped into my lap, catching me off guard. I caught her, stopping us both from falling back on the bed. She was now straddling my lap, unintentionally causing my dick to awaken. I was just hoping she didn't notice.

"Here, let me put it on for you."

I took both the bracelets out of the box, clipping them on her right wrist one by one. Together they formed a beautiful bracelet stack. Once I was done, I kissed her wrist gently, before placing my lips onto hers. The kiss was slow and sweet. This quickly turned into a make out session which escalated into other things... What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. We both drifted into sleep in each other arms afterwards.

Sadé's Instagram post from that day: