Chapter 10 - Wet & Slippery

A/N Warning: This chapter includes sexual themes.Also, can we appreciate this man's beard 🧔🏻‍♂️😍

Marshall's POV:

— Day 4/7 Of Detroit Trip

I woke up early this morning still feeling terrible from last night. It made me realize that I actually kind of like Sadé. As weird as it may be, I've come to terms that I have a crush on her. Not only that, but I also realized that I messed up or "fumbled the bag" as Boogie would've put it. I need to fix this because she honestly didn't deserve that. I was being such a jerk and basically played in her face.

After laying in bed thinking, and deciding not to go into the studio today, I had finally forced myself up to get ready for my day. I brushed my teeth, did my thing in the shower, and threw on some clothes. I headed towards the kitchen, hearing music being played lowly and smelling some good food being made. I leaned against the wall unnoticed by Sae. I swear she is the sweetest person I know. She shouldn't even be cooking for my sorry ass right now.

When she pulled one of the chairs up to grab plates from the high cabinets I decided to make my presence known. I don't need her hurting herself because she's too small to reach something. I walked up behind her, brushing up on her unintentionally, as I grabbed the plates, setting them down on the marble counters. She flinched back so I quickly put my arm around her waist to keep her from falling.

"Oh my gosh! You scared me." She exhaled, clenching her chest.

"Sorry. Didn't mean to scare you." I replied as I set her back on her feet.

"You're fine." She gave an awkward smile. "I just finished making us breakfast if you're hungry..."

"You shouldn't have. I don't deserve it." I looked around feeling even more guilty.

Ugh, why is she so nice?

"I know you don't, but you also shouldn't starve. Yet here we are." She said with no emotion, looking at me blankly.

I wasn't expecting her to say that, but I can't blame her. So I said nothing, taking the wrath from her right now. She platted up some eggs, bacon, and french toast, pouring us both iced coffee.

We sat in uncomfortable silence for a few minutes while we ate. Sadé cleared her throat, catching my attention. She looked up at me from under her lashes before speaking.

"Umm... I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for yelling at you last night and for how I reacted. I just felt disrespected, but I get it I guess. I'm not entirely mad at you though if that's what you're thinking." She said, poking her food with her fork.

I was taken aback. I wasn't expecting her to not be upset. I also wasn't expecting her to act so maturely about it or for her to be the first one to bring it up first. I definitely expected her to flip out on me considering her age and that's what all the women who I was involved with did whenever shit popped off.

"Look, don't apologize for anything. I was the one that played in your face and made you look stupid in front of another woman. I was the one that messed up so I should be the one saying sorry, ight? I'm sorry, Sae. And I don't ever wanna make you feel disrespected by me." I said softly.

"Another thing, we need to figure out what this is that we got going on between us so that there's no more weird tension." I asserted.

"Well I don't know. I mean, I kinda like you, which you obviously know because drunken words are sober thoughts... but I'm not ready for a relationship at all. I just got out of a toxic situation a few months ago and I'm still trying to come to terms with it."

"I understand that. I've been there before. And I don't want a relationship right now either, but I do enjoy your company. We don't have to be exclusive, but if you'd like we can take it slow. You know, getting to know each other and seeing where it takes us. Nothing serious."

"Yea. I'd like that actually. Here for a good time not a long time." She said cracking a smile at me.

I laughed at her little joke, seeing that all was forgiven and there's no more confusion between us.

"I do still want to make it up to you though. So pick out whatever you want to do today and I'll make it happen." I said as I got up from my stool to start cleaning up the kitchen and our dishes.

"Anything?" Sadé repeated suspiciously.

"Anything. I got you, girl."

"Well in that case," she took out her phone, "do you think we can go to The Cove at BearX? It's a super cool water park that's adults only and has a huge lazy river and swim up arcade. I seen it was bussin' on tiktok!" She asked with the biggest smile.

"What's tiktok?" I asked as she showed me videos of the water park other people had posted on whatever this tiktok app is.

"It's a social media app. You can only post videos but it's super cool. It's like the most popular app right now."

"Ight cool. Let's do it. I'll call them up so I can have the place cleared out for only us."

"Really? I was actually expecting you to say no."

"Why would I say no?" I asked looking down at her, confused. "I said whatever you wanted."

"Well I don't know. Aren't you worried about blowin' out your knee or back or something?" She smirked.

"Yo, why would that happen?" I waved my hands around defensively, but laughing.

"Because you're like 50! I heard older folks are more prone to break downs and stuff." She giggled.

This girl is about to get it thinking I'm old.

"Break downs? I'm not a car!" I said laughing too.

"Oh you got jokes I see." I stuck my tongue to the side of my cheek.

"Sure do."

I brung her closer to me, lowering myself to reach her ear. Then I whispered, "You wouldn't be making jokes like that if you knew what this old man could do to you."

I don't know what came over me. I couldn't help myself. Her sexy laugh, the way she smiled, the sexual tension that had been building up between us the last few days. I just couldn't let up.

She began to try to say something, but I didn't even allow her the chance. Instead, I placed my hand on the back of her neck and brung her lips to mine. She gladly accepted, placing one hand on my broad chest, running her long nails through my beard with the other. I continued my pursuit and picked her up, placing her on top of the counter. I spread her legs, standing in between them.

I deepened the kiss, asserting my dominance. Sadé put her hands under my shirt, feeling up on my abs and arms while I gripped her tiny waist. God her body was banging: Short, petite, and slim, but thick in all the right places. She let out a soft moan, which I took as my cue to continue. I broke the kiss to make sure she wanted this though. I made direct eye contact, asking for permission.

"May I?" I asked as I pressed my hand against her warm core.

"Mhmm" She shook her head.

"Words, Sae."

"Yes."

With that I pushed her pajama shorts and panties to the side. I began rubbing her clit slowly as I kissed her neck. She let out soft whimpers, which only turned me on even more.

I pushed one finger inside her wet pussy, going easy on her. She was already so soaked. Pumping in and out of her slowly, I added a second finger, placing my thumb on her clit at the same time, making small circles. She bit her lip trying to hold back her moans.

"Don't be quiet, baby. Let me hear those beautiful sounds." I whispered in her ear, licking her neck, sending shivers down her body.

She moaned loudly in response. Then she put her hands inside the waistband of my pants and boxers, grabbing my full on erect dick. She looked me dead in the eyes while she massaged my balls with one hand and pumped my shaft with the other, spreading my precum all over it.

I groaned, fingering her faster from the pleasure she was providing me. I knew she was close to becoming undone as she moaned even more, trying to close her legs from the pleasure.

"Uh uh. You ain't going nowhere." I moaned now as well as she continued to jerk me off while I forced her legs back open.

"Mhmm, Marshall! It feels so good. Keep going." She kissed on my neck.

"Fuck!" I growled in her ear.

She let herself go, her juices spilling out all over my fingers. She grabbed my hand, licking my fingers clean. That was enough to send me into overdrive, as I came in my boxers while she pumped me. Still catching our breaths, she freed herself from me, jumping off the counter. Standing on her tippy toes, she grabbed my face, giving me a peck on the lips.

"Thank you. I'm gonna go get ready for our fun day out now." She said, walking out the kitchen, leaving me there speechless.

Damn this girl was something else. No girl has ever made me cum from a hand job before. Nor has a girl ever just left me afterwards all sexy like that.

I rubbed my hand over my face snapping back to reality. I better make that call to the waterpark now.

— Some Time Later

I stand at the bottom of the stairs checking the time on my phone. 4:45PM. Sadé was supposed to be ready 15 minutes ago. I don't understand what could possibly be taking so long. We're just going to a waterpark. All you need is swimwear and a towel. However, I know from my experience being a girl dad it's never that simple. Ever.

"Sadé? Come on, girl! At this rate all the water is gonna be dried up by the time we get there." I yell to her up the stairs.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" She says running out her room.

"You happy now, daddy? I swear you act like somebody's father." She said rolling her eyes as she walked down the stairs.

I put my tongue to the side of my cheek, hiding a smirk. This girl is something else.

"A, don't call me that. B, I am somebodies father or did you forget?" I ask looking her up and down.

Damn she looked good in that green bikini and black cover up. It complimented her bronzed skin well.

"Chile, so anyways. Sorry for taking so long. I was trying to figure out to do with my hair so that it wouldn't convert, but just decided to let it do it's thing once it gets wet." She said as I opened the front door for her, walking us to the car.

"What do you mean convert?"

"My hair." She shrugged as if it was so simple.

I was still confused so I just gave her a look. I felt like this was something that was unique to the black community. Although I grew up in a black environment, dated a few black women briefly before, none of which had natural hair, I didn't know much, if anything about this topic. So I decided not to push it since I felt embarrassed and ignorant to the subject. Instead I just started the one hour drive to the water park. Of course, Sadé noticed my disdain, though.

"You're unaware aren't you?" I just nodded my head in response.

"Well let me educate you then. Better to learn than stay ignorant and oblivious." She said completely accepting.

"Ight. Tell me everything. We got time."

"Well for starters, since you don't know what it means for hair to convert I'll tell you that: It means for hair to go back to its original texture. And hair texture is based on genetics, environment, race, and lifestyle, it's the different types of hair. Like curly or straight or wavy. It goes deeper than that, but we'll start off light for you." She laughed lightly.

"Okay so when black women are worried about about their hair getting wet or rained on it's because it'll convert back to its curls?"

"Yup! That's exactly right. But it can also convert from humidity, too much moisture in the air, or too much heat even."

"But why's that such a bad thing?" I asked glancing at her not taking my eyes off the road for too long.

"It's not necessarily bad, more so inconvenient. Its easier to maintain and style hair when it's straight or in a protective style. When my hair is curly it's easier to become tangled and takes a longer time to do. And having to do that everyday to make sure I look good? Oh, love, that's a lot of work!"

Interesting. I never considered all the time and complexity that went into hair, specifically black women's hair.

"That's insane. And I'm assuming a protective style is meant to protect your hair from the elements and what not, but what specifically does it look like? It's obviously not straight like how yours is right now."

"Wanna take a guess? You grew up in a black community. I'm sure you already know, just weren't sure exactly what it did."

"It's braids ain't it?" I asked with a small smirk on my lips.

Truth is, I think that hairstyle looks so damn good on y'all.

"Okayyy, I see you aren't completely oblivious." Sadé said smirking as well, slapping my shoulder slightly.

"No I'm not. I also know that we're going to have to get you some hair products from the store since your hair will have have converted afterwards, right?"

"Yes. Thank you."

We continued to talk about hair, cultural appropriation, etc while on the drive. She actually educated me a lot, which I'll never mind. She even went as far as telling me how me wearing durags back in the day was cultural appropriation, considering I wasn't black but also didn't need it for my hair texture, but she understood how it was a fashion statement back then. I didn't really like when she said that, but I did understand where she was coming from like she did me.

— At The Water Park

We were having a really good time at The Cove. We had went on a few rides, a few slides, and even done some of it together. It was fun. I hadn't done anything like this in years if I'm being real. I had this sense of youth when I'm with Sae, though. Like her youth makes me feel less old even though I'm practically 50.

We had just walked up like 18 flights of stairs to go onto this one crazy ride. Sadé asked me to go down with her since she was nervous but really wanted to do it because she "didn't want to miss out on anything." So I agreed.

I stepped on first, pulling sadé in front of me, pressing her back against my front so she was secure. I wrapped my arms around her while she clung to me.

"You ready, girl?" I asked her.

"I don't think so, but I sure better be." She laughed.

"Alright guys, hold on tight. On the count of 3. 1...2...3!" The guy yelled.

He pressed the button, making the flap disappear from under our feet, as we went descending down the long tube. We both exclaimed in adrenaline. Although Sadé mostly exclaimed in fear. I couldn't help but laugh at her dismay. It felt like forever, but it was over within seconds.

"WOOO!" I yelled, shaking water out my hair.

"Oh my god. I'm never doing that again." Sadé looked at me wide eyed.

"What? That was so cool."

"For you. I thought you'd be the one to have a heart attack here, but it's actually me..." she laughed.

"Alright, alright, alright. I think that was enough rides for today. Why don't we check out the lazy river and and the swim-up arcade?" I suggested.

"Okay let's do it!"

"You want to get a drink first?"

"No. I don't want to drink around you. I think it's rude considering you're sober."

"It's fine. I don't care, honestly." I shrug.

And that was the truth. I didn't. I'm not gonna stop someone else's fun because of me.

"Well, I'm also not 21 yet. So I can't buy it." She rolled her eyes.

"That ain't never stop you before, girl."

I gave her a side eye, and she gave me the side eye right back... we just looked at each other, smilies breaking out on our faces as we busted out laughing.

"Whatever" she playfully pushed me.

So the rest of the day we enjoyed the lazy River and she watched me play a few of the arcade games they had there. She wasn't really a big fan of arcade games, but she expressed interest in them because she wanted to take part in/know more about one of my favorite hobbies.