Chapter 39 - Surprise Shawty

A/N: This chapter contains themes of intimacy.

Sadé's POV:

— Sunday, October 16th, Detroit

I had been woken up by my alarm in Marshall's bed minus the Marshall; I was alone. I checked the time on my phone to see that it's was six in the morning. It the sun was barely coming up since it was now fall. I had no clue where Marshall was at, at the moment, but since it was a Sunday I knew he was somewhere in the large house.

I had a long day ahead of me today since I had to get my hair done and go do my routine self care/maintenance appointments; I had started to find people in Detroit who were able to do hair, nails, waxes, etc for whenever I was out here and not home since I still wanted to keep my appearance up. It just made more sense considering I'd start visiting here more often.

Additionally, I had to run errands for Marshall's birthday gift, and get groceries for dinner, but most importantly, I was going to be meeting the rest of Marshall's daughters today. I was excited yet nervous.

After a while of laying in bed, I got up and went to the bathroom to get my morning routine started. Once I was done, I had began to get dressed. I had already applied some light natural makeup and was going to get my hair done so I didn't bother in that category - just let my hair hang loose. And since I was going to be a little busy this morning getting things prepped to keep my appearance up, and to get dinner ready for Marshall and his girls I decided to dress casual. I still kept it cute though! I wore some distressed blue mom jeans,a white hip hop shirt, and some Gucci shoes with my bracelets. I had grabbed a white sweatshirt that I would be wearing since it was cold out.

Once I was all done with that, I left the bedroom to go find Marshall and see what he was up to so early in the morning on his day off. I made my way through the rooms in the house until I found him in the home gym, working out. He had his headphones on so he didn't hear me walk in, and didn't see me because he was too busy exercising. I can't lie, he looked good. Real good. He was wearing some black joggers, and a black t-shirt. His skin was glistening with sweat, and he was breathing heavily.

Lord, help me. He looks so fine right now, and it's making me so hot and bothered. I walked up to him as he noticed me in the mirror. He sat up, putting the weights on the ground, and taking his headphones off. He looked at me through the mirror, a small smirk tugging on his lips as I came behind him, wrapping my arms over his shoulders/around his neck.

"Good morning, love."

"Good morning, Sae." He said heavily, kissing both of my hands.

"What are you doing working out so early in the morning?" I asked, making small talk.

"Couldn't sleep. My mind was racing with all the possibilities of what could happen today." He admitted.

"It's going to be fine. I'm worried too, but as long as both sides are open to getting to know each other that's all that matters. I know I am." I told him softly.

"Thank you for being so open minded."

"Well, thank you for trusting me enough and taking me seriously enough to be able to meet your children. It says a lot."

I genuinely meant that. If he didn't see me fit to be in the position to be in a serious relationship, then he wouldn't have allowed me to meet his daughters. He would've kept us at a distance from each other. However, he felt comfortable doing so. And for that I was thankful. Actions speak louder than words.

"Did you want me to make you some breakfast before I left?"

"No, it's okay. You don't have to. You're leaving to your appointments and to run errands already?"

"Soon. I have about 20 minutes before I have to leave. I have a lot to get done today."

"20 minutes?" He smirked at me.

"Mhmm." I confirmed, biting my lip.

If he's insinuating what I think he's insinuating then I might as well shoot my shot. The way he looks right now is driving me crazy. That, mixed with his morning voice, and deep breaths from working out. He was giving all the vibes.

I walked from behind him until I was standing in front of him. He moved his hands to my hips, and I climbed into his lap. I looked at him seductively as I tilted my head, mesmerized by his features.

"This look you're giving me right now is really, and I mean really, making it hard for me to resist you right now." He said looking me up and down.

I felt him harden beneath me.

"Then don't." I ran my hands through his beard temptingly.

"Oh, it's like that? You want a quickie? Right here, right now?" He asked huskily.

"Mhmm. Just like that, baby." I whispered in his ear, nibbling on the skin.

Immediately, as soon as he got my confirmation, his eyes darkened with lust. He unbuttoned my pants, discarding them along with my panties and shoes. He then discarded his own pants, boxers, and shoes before getting us back into our original position of me sitting on top of him while he was sat on the workout bench. He grabbed me by the neck roughly as we interlocked our tongues.

All while still kissing me, he stroked his cock through my wetness, lubbing himself up before he pushed himself inside of me slowly. And since I was sitting in him, I had no other choice than to take all of him. I moaned into the kiss deeply as I felt him fill me up. I began gyratting my hips against his slowly, getting used to his length.

"Damn, you're so wet for me, baby. Your pussy feels so good." He groaned in my ear, only making me wetter.

He knew that talking dirty was one of the things that turned me on, so when he said that I started moving my hips faster.

"You like when I talk dirty to you, Sae?"

"Yes." I moaned out.

I was getting more soaked by the second.

"I bet you do like the good girl you are. Everyone thinks you're so innocent, but here you are fucking me." He growled, grabbing my hips tightly.

"Oh fuck!"

At this point I was bouncing up and down on his member at a fast pace. His head fell back as he squeezed both of my ass cheeks, harshly slamming my hips down to meet his.

"Oooh shit. Keep fucking me like this, and I ain't gonna last long, baby." He panted.

Beads of sweat were forming on his head, his chest heaving up and down. His eyes were shut closed with pleasure. His words only encouraged me more to keep riding him. I wanted to make him feel good. Ease his worries. Pleasure him. I kept up what I was doing for another minute or two before I felt his body start to tense up.

"Are you going to cum for me, love?" I asked him seductively.

I grabbed his face by his jaw, making him look up at me as his blue eyes stared into me. I licked a long stripe along his neck before I started leaving kisses along his collarbone, making his body shudder in chills.

"Oh my fucking god, Sae! I'm literally about to bust."

I guess you can say I'm really not all that innocent like he said. Because I really do love asserting my dominance sometimes.

"Mhmm. I want you to cum all up in the pretty little pussy for me." I moaned loudly.

That sent him right over the edge. He eyes rolled back of his head as he held my body still, pushing his hips into me to burry himself as deep as he possibly as he emptied his load into me.

"Ah, fuckkkk!" He groaned deeply.

This ultimately caused my own release, making me whine out in pleasure. He loosened his grip on me as we came down from our highs. Eventually, he pulled out of me, holding me in his lap as our mixed juices dripped out of me. We sat in comfortable silence as we caught our breaths.

I got up, going over to where there was a bundle of folded towels and grabbed one each for the both of us to clean ourselves off with. He looked at me, biting his lip as he let out a chuckle.

"What?" I made a funny face at him.

"You're fucking crazy: That's what. I swear there's two different sides of you: The sweet, innocent, girl next door side, then the freaky, sexy, alluring vixen side." He said in amusement.

"Stoppp." I cheesed, dragging the word out.

"You ain't gotta be shy about, girl. I think it's attractive." He teased me nonchalantly.

This man, I swear. I rolled my eyes, putting my clothes back on and he did the same. We left the room, making our way to the kitchen to grab some bottles of water. I checked the time on the stove: I only had 10 minutes left before I had to leave, but I knew I was cutting it close on time.

"Do you want my car keys? I don't mind you driving as long as you don't scratch it... And are obviously safe." He offered me his car after chugging down his bottle of water.

"You sure? I can just ask Drew to take me."

"Yes I'm sure. This'll be your car to use while you're here. He can just follow behind you to make sure you're safe."

"Okay, thank you."

"Which one you want? All of them are up for grabs except for the Lamborghinis, Ferraris, and Porsches." He asked me as he spread his arms wide.

I knew this was him trying to spit game and flex to me right now.

"Hmm. I'll take the big body benz." I grinned.

(The one as seen in this photo)

"Of course you want that one." He chucked. He walked over to the drawer in the foyer and handed me the set of keys/key fob.

"Thank you." I flipped my hair sassily.

"Be safe, Sadé. I'll see you later. Ima go back to bed. I'm worn out from that workout session you did on me."

"Okay, old man. I'll see you later, bye!" I said as I hugged him and gave him a smooch on the lips before leaving to run all these errands and get myself together.

— Several Hours Later, 3PM

I had finished up all my errands: Hair, nails (acrylic & pedicure), lash extensions, full body wax, buying groceries for dinner/Marshall's birthday cake, and checking out some things for Marshall's gift (making sure it'd be ready for me to pickup tomorrow). I pulled into the driveway, Drew's car following. Just like the last time I was here, he assigned Drew to be my personal body guard and to treat me with the utmost respect so he ran all these errands with me too. He actually didn't mind, and neither did I because I like him. He was very nice yet protective of me, and we'd actually have decent conversations unlike the security Jordyn had hired for me, who would bore me out of my mind. He helped me take the groceries in, and I think him before departing our separate ways for the day. Marshall got up from the living room couch, pausing his football match that he was watching as he came into the kitchen to help me put the groceries away.

"How was your day?" I asked him politely.

"It was alright. Talked to the girls while you were gone and watched a few movies. I was pretty bored without you here. How was yours?"

"It was nice. Very relaxing. What time are they going to be here so I can have dinner ready?" I asked as we put the last few items away in the pantry.

"Around 5:30." He stated as he leaned his body against the kitchen island.

"Okay. I have about 2 hours to cook then. I should probably go change first." I was just about to leave to go put on a better outfit when he grabbed my arm, stopping me.

"Nah, your outfit that you're wearing now is fine."

"Are you sure? I want to make a good impression." I hesitated.

"Yes. I'm just going to be wearing some my black pants and a black shirt or something. And the girls already told me they're coming casual so what you have on now is perfect." He reassured me.

"Okay." I let out a big sigh I didn't even know I had.

"Plus, I like your shoes. I'm assuming that's as close you'll get to a real pair of sneakers, huh?" He raised his eyebrows studying my Gucci shoes.

"Yup." I playfully teased.

"Well if you're gonna be my girl we need to fix that. I can't have you walking around here without owning a few pairs of Nike or Jordan kicks." He deadpanned.

"Hmm. We'll have to see about that."

"I like your hair, by the way." He complimented me sweetly while stealing glances at me.

I had gotten bohemian box braids that were down to my waist. I had decided to get a protective hairstyle this time around because I wanted to make sure my hair stayed healthy from any damage after constantly having it played in these last couple of weeks. Between making appearances, going to events, and doing photo shoots/runways, I needed to give my hair a break. So, I opted for some knotless box braids with loose curly strands left out. I wouldn't have to do anything to it in the morning and it was cute. Apparently, Marshall thought so too.

"Thank you, love!"

"I like how there's these strands of hair hanging out of it. How long does this take to do?" He asked as he wrapped a braid around his finger, genuinely interested in learning more about my hair.

"Well it depends. Sometimes it'll take longer or lesser depending on how long your natural hair is, the texture, what style is being done, and how fast the braider works. In this case it only took about 3 ish hours because she worked pretty fast and had an assistant helping her too. But there's been times where it's taken upwards to eight hours though." I recalled my wonderful experience at the black hair salon.

"Oh wow, that's a long time. I love how black women really value and take care of their hair." He said thoughtfully.

"It's all in the culture. I can't speak for everyone, but I can speak for myself and a few others: It's sacred." I smiled.

"I respect that."

— Making Dinner

Shortly after talking some more, I had started to make dinner. I planned on making some creamy chicken & gnocchi with mashed potatoes for everyone. It was a comfort food and was very welcoming. I decided to make this specific meal because I knew that food was the way to a persons heart, and nothing brings people together more like good food and a good meal. I just wanted everything to be perfect and for everyone to be happy. I didn't want any bad vibes or energy. I just wanted us all to have a good time, and for the night to go over well. I really wanted to make a good impression on his girls: The ones in his family that mattered most to him.

Marshall wanted to help me out so I gave him a few instructions and tasks. He was actually a pretty good cook, which I didn't expect. I mean, I knew he had some skills and techniques considering he used to be a cook for a restaurant and did raise 3 children plus himself, it was just that he wasn't so good in the seasoning category. But that's okay, he was still pretty great! He was rinsing off and chopping spinach and grating cheese while I seared the chopped chicken breast in a skillet. I then moved on to making the creamy garlic sauce and adding the freshly grated cheese in a large pot while the gnocchi was boiling. Marshall then started to mash some potatoes for me that we had boiled earlier since he was the stronger one of the two of us, obviously. It was nice cooking with him. It was a great way for us to spend quality time together in the comfort of his home.

A while later we were practically done. We just needed to set the table and wait for the girls to arrive. As I was doing so for all five of us, the doorbell rang. I stood frozen in my spot as I stared at Marshall with wide eyes. I looked like a deer caught in headlights. He just looked back at me with his lips pursed. God we were both so awkward when we wanted to be.

"Baby, it's going to be okay. Like you told me, remember? They'll like you. You're a good person, and they're good people. Stay right here and calm down, I'll go get the door." He kissed my hands before walking off.

I finished up setting the table while he was at the door, and went back to the kitchen to bring the food to the dining table. When I got back I heard 4 voices talking. Two of which I knew to be Marshall and Hailie, the other two I assumed to be Alaina and Stevie.

"Hi, dad!"

"Hey, dad."

"Hi, dad."

"Hey, babies. How are you all?" They all greeted each other.

"I'm good."

"I'm great."

"I'm doing well. It smells really good in here!"

"I'm so excited to meet her, dad."

"Me too. It's not fair that Hailie already met her before us, but I guess. What's she look like?"

"Well I did introduce them to each other so I think it's fair." Hailie shot back.

"Why don't I just show you girls what she looks like?" Marshall suggested as I heard their footsteps grow closer.

"And please be nice. She's a sweetheart." He added sternly.

A few seconds later, I was met with four sets of eyes starring at me.

"Hi! I'm Sadé." I waved timidly, stepping forward with a smile.

"You're dating Sadé Myers?!" Both women let out in pure shock.

"Surprise..." Marshall nervously let out with a breathy chuckle.

Boom 💥 That's where I'm leaving this chapter. At a cliff hanger because why not? I love keeping y'all on y'all's toes. The next chapter will be up soon, and thank you all for your support. Let me know what you think of the book so far or if this chapter! Love y'all 😚- 🤎