Chapter 55 - They Call Me Slim Shady

A/N: This chapter contains themes of intimacy.

Sadé's POV:

— Friday, October 28th

I was sat in Marshall's office, conducting a few job interviews for my fashion brand so that I could really start getting things moving in that department. I had already done so many today, and I was now on my last one. Some of the applicants were great and I wanted to hire them immediately; Others not so much. I was really looking to make this an all women led team, specifically a minority women led team. That's who I want working for me because that's what my brand embodies. Of course, I wasn't going to discriminate. If you showed me you had the skills it took to be apart of this journey with me, then you were in the running. I didn't care what gender, race, or sexuality you were. However, I did feel it was important for me to try to at least find a few people who checked those things off in my head because I did want to be able to provide more opportunities for those who looked like me, or came from where I came from. Because let's be real: There weren't opportunities for women, women of color, men of color, and those who are apart of the lower/middle class. So if I can give those people an opportunity by allowing them to work for me, to better their lives, then I will one hundred and ten million percent. I'm not trying to come off as if I can be this sort of goddess or something, I just want to be able to give back and help my people, my community.

So here I was, conducting my last interview of the day. I had finished around 30 minutes later, at 3:11 in the afternoon. I had surprisingly finished up all the work that I had in my agenda for today earlier than I had anticipated. I was just so in my zone and so focused that I never took a break.

Marshall had stayed home to work in his studio today without the guys; So even though I was finished with work I didn't want to disturb him and his craft. Instead, I put some "Beats" headphones on that he had laying around his desk, and watched some YouTube videos while I scrolled through social media. Not even 15 minutes later, I felt Marshall's big hands on my shoulders, as he gave me small kisses along my neck while I sat in his chair. I took the headphones off, giving him my full attention.

"You done with work already, pretty girl?" He asked me.

"Yes. Are you?" I replied.

"No, but I wanted to take a little break to see you." He said in a husky voice.

I didn't reply as my breathing hitched in my throat. All day he had been doing little things to tease me. To get me to break, and give into him. I won't lie, it was starting to work. I had actually decided that today would be the day that he was officially let out of doghouse, and could get all of me... I just wanted to make him sweat a little bit longer though for laughs and giggles. I wanted him too, but the thing is, ever since last night it had sort of started to turn into this little game between us.

After we had gotten settled into bed last night to sleep, he started teasing me. We were laying down, our bodies close, and he had stared rubbing up on me, pushing himself against me.

And again this morning when I was reaching for a glass out of the shelves to have some coffee, he brushed his body against mines, making sure to press his pelvis into my lower back. He used the excuse of helping me get the cup as he grabbed it for me.

And any chance he had gotten today, he was kissing all up on me, grabbing me butt, or running his hands along my sides as we made out.

Of course I was denying his affection the first few days, but I was slowly giving in. He must've noticed that I was teasing him on purpose sometimes to make him work for it, but didn't give him the okay so he decided to flip the script and tease me back. So here we were currently, seeing how long it would take for me to give into his lust and affection.

"What's wrong? Cat got your tongue, baby?" He teased me as his hand began trailing down my body.

"Mhmm." I replied.

He lifted my head to look up at him while he was stood behind the chair, leaning his head over mines to force our lips to meet. He placed his hand over my throat softly, slipping his tongue in my mouth as he kissed me slowly and sexually.

"I know you want me like I want you. Life would be so much easier for the both of us if you just let me in, Sae." He mumbled against our lips before continuing his attack.

His hand that was on my throat was now massaging my breast.

"Marshall." I moaned into the kiss.

"Nah, don't "Marshall" me, baby. Let me in and I'll pleasure in more ways than one. I've gotta get back to work." He smirked into the kiss, pulling away from me.

He licked his lips, shooting me a wink before he left out his office and back into his studio downstairs. I know that boy did not just use reverse psychology on me. See what I was talking about when I said he flipped the script and been teasing me all day to see how weak he could get me?

— Later That Night

I had just finished my hair and makeup and was in my robe, getting ready to change into my Halloween costume that would match with Marshall's. I was so excited to wear it because it was going to be hilarious. I knew he would probably hate me for it, but I couldn't pass up the opportunity. And the fact that it was for his label party made it all the more better.

Marshall had decided to wait to change into his own costume because he wanted to see what it was first. So I changed into my outfit, coming out of the closet to reveal myself to him. He was sat on the bed with nothing but his boxers on, looking fine as usual, and his eyes were closed.

"Open!" I told him.

He opened his eyes looking at me confused at first. So I decided to help him out by grabbing my props and coming back out again. This time he looked at me in complete disbelief.

"NO. We are NOT doing this, Sadé!" He replied in exasperation.

Marshall's POV:

I was sat on the bed in my boxers with my eyes closed, waiting for Sadé to come out and show me what she picked out for our costumes. I told her I wasn't getting dressed until I approved it first. I just had this feeling that she was about to pull some slick shit. I heard shuffling around before she eventually came out.

"Open!" She excitedly instructed.

She was dressed in black overalls with a white crop top underneath, Nike air forces, and some fingerless gloves. She had her now blonde hair & bangs draped over her shoulders, ending at her butt. I looked at her confused because I didn't understand what I was looking at. What was the costume?

She noticed my confusion and went back into the closet to do something. She came back out to the room with a pink hockey mask over her face and a pink chainsaw. Suddenly, I knew exactly what she was. Or WHO she was rather. Oh hell no. Nah.

"NO. We are NOT doing this, Sadé!" I face palmed myself in exasperation.

I literally told her not to pick anything crazy. And what does she do? Pick something crazy!

"Come on." She whined, "It's cool. Everyone will love it!" She tried to convince me.

"Nah, go change. I'm not doing this with you." I told her calmly.

"Marshallllla." She said dragging out my name like a spoiled child, "That's so unfair. You said I can pick out our costumes for the label party."

"Yea, our costumes. I didn't tell you to go out and come back dressed up as Slim Shady!" I exclaimed.

"Maybe this will convince you. Look:" She desperately tried to change my mind.

She grabbed her phone, playing music. I heard the beat of my song "I'm Back" start to play through the speakers. I glared at her, trying to hold back my laugh. Where does she get this shit from? I swear I had no clue she was this silly and goofy until I started to get to know her forreal.

She stood in the same pose that I would at the start of the song, holding the chainsaw as the mask was over her face. Once the lyrics started playing, she sat the prop down and pulled the mask to sit over her head. She then started rapping the lyrics with a water bottle that was on the dresser. I ran my hand over my face, watching her in amusement and bewilderment.

She then starts pacing the room just like me when I rap too. All the while this was happening, she was completely serious. I couldn't hold it in anymore and started laughing my ass off. This woman is literally something else, dawg. I can't believe she's giving me a mini concert of my own show. Finally, the song ended and she was ran over to me expectantly.

"So? Will you wear the costume now?" She asked full of hope.

"That was cute, but no." I shook my head with a grin.

She pouted her lips at me, looking at me through her big brown eyes. Damn, she's starting to get me to crack, I thought to myself.

She took the mask off of her head completely, getting on top of me. She straddled my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck. She kissed my lips quickly pulling back, leaving me wanting more. I impatiently grabbed her by the hips, forcing her to sit on my growing member as I smashed my lips back onto hers needily. She gasped at my actions, allowing me access to explore her sweet tasting mouth.

She's been teasing me a lot lately so I decided to start doing it back to her, hopping it would make her want me more and eventually give in to some sort of play.

I know she's just trying to seduce me into letting her wear these ridiculous outfits though, and I was about to let her. As soon as she gave me that adorable little pout I knew in the back of my mind that I was going to say yes because she has me wrapped around her finger. So she really ain't even need to do this, seducing me and shit, but I sure as hell wasn't going to complain. I'll take any action I can get from her.

She lifted her hips, taking my now fully erect dick out of my boxers before sitting back down on my lap. I felt her nails graze over me lightly. I looked her directly in the eyes as she started to pump me. I immediately started breathing heavily, seeing as this was one of the very few times she's touched me in days. I grabbed her face, bringing her down to me as I kissed her neck, making her moan.

"Sadé, I'll wear the fucking costumes. Just please, God, give me something. I can't take this celibacy, not being able to touch my girl, shit anymore, baby." I rasped into her ear as she kept up her pace, making me go wild.

"Yea? You want me?" She asked so seductively in my ear.

I knew I had lost all control by this point and was at her mercy sexually.

"So bad." I growled, bucking my hips into her hand.

She then stopped all movements, taking her hand away from me. I looked at her furiously. I was about to say something when she licked both her hands , putting one on the head of my dick to swirl my pre-cum around while the other grazed my shaft. She then placed them both on my shaft, moving up and down slowly as she began giving me a handjob.

She finessed her wrists, making her hands twist as she massaged my girthy dick. She looked at me with lust filled eyes as did this, making the pleasure even more intense. She was fucking my mind and my body. My hands went to undo her clothing, but she shook her head no.

"Nuh uhh. No touching." She bit her lips, maintaining eye contact.

Fuck, this girl is going to drive me crazy. Nonetheless, I followed her directions. I simply rested my hands on her waist instead, as my head rested in the crook of her neck, sucking her and leaving marks.

She started applying more pressure, sending shivers throughout my body. I moaned into her loudly, closing my eyes as I felt my high approaching.

"Oooh fuck. I'm about to bust, Sae." I warned her.

She didn't respond. Instead she spit on her hands, increasing her pace as she jerked me off. I felt my stomach tighten and my legs go weak as euphoria washed over my body. My hot cum squirted all over her hands and my lower stomach as I released with a loud grunt, but she kept going.

"Sadé, stop." My body jerked feeling sensitive, but not minding if she kept it up.

"I swear if you keep going you'll regret it." I warned her deeply as tingles formed all over my body, feeling overstimulated.

She ignored what I was telling her and got on her knees in front of me on the bed. She pulled my boxers all the way down.

"Do you want me to stop?" She asked me sweetly.

"Keep going, baby. Do your thing."I encouraged her, rubbing her back.

She licked the cum off her hands, going down on me. I leaned back on the bed as she swirled her tongue around the tip. Since I already came once it wouldn't take long at all for me to cum again.

I wrapped my fingers in her hair, pushing her head down as she deep throated me. Holding her palms flat against my thighs, she gagged around me, not being able to fit it all. I didn't even care though because I warned her. I told her she would regret it if she kept going.

"You got it, pretty girl. Keep going." I rubbed her cheek soothingly as a she looked at me with her mouth full of my cock.

That sight alone made me want to let go into her, but I wanted to see her take all of me. She only took about a little more than half of me in her pretty little small mouth. She continued to stuff me in her cheeks as a tear rolled down her face, saliva everywhere. God, she looked so beautiful.

I helped her push her head down as she fit as much as she could. I then started thrusting my hips up into her face, face fucking her. She moaned around me, sending my vibrations all throughout my lower half. The feeling was incredible. I missed her touch so fucking much.

"OH, FUCK!" I let out.

I felt myself twitch in her mouth as I came down her throat, leaving her no choice but to swallow it. Once I came down from my high I removed my hands, allowing her to get up.

She came up, coughing and gasping for air. Her lipgloss was smeared as it was transferred to my penis, and her hair was a little messy. When we both caught our breath, I kissed her adoringly, thanking her for the pleasure she provided me. She went to the bathroom to grab me a towel to clean myself up with before going back in to fix herself up. Luckily, nothing had gotten on her outfit otherwise everyone would've known what went down before we arrived.

I cleaned myself up, getting dressed afterwards. I still can't believe she managed to get me to dress up as myself: Slim Shady. She even bought real chainsaws! The only difference between our outfits was that hers had pink/black accents while mines had white/black accents.

"You ready to go, love?" She asked me once she came back out the bathroom, looking as if nothing had ever happened.

"Yea, but one slight change: We're not bringing the chainsaws with us with your crazy self. We don't need people calling the police and thinking we're murders." I shook my head.

"I figured. I mainly got them for the laughs." She shrugged.

She walked in front of me as we exited the room. I glanced at her ass as we made our way to the car, driving to the lounge where the party was being held at.

— The Record Label Halloween Party

We had walked into the lounge that the label rented out, hand in hand. We were late compared to everyone else due to the little performance Sadé put on and because of our.... rendezvous.

When we reached the guys, they all had amused expressions on their faces, but no one said anything. Not yet anyways. We all greeted each other, someone taking a picture of our Sadé and I for us, before we before taking a seat on the couch that was placed around a bar table. I was sat next Curtis on my left and Sadé on my right; Sade was sat next to Allison, Paul's wife, the only other woman in the group that she was comfortable talking to. So while they were chatting it up, I was talking to my homeboys.

"So who's idea was this, Slim? You really came dressed as yourself from the early 2000s." Curtis made fun of me.

I knew this would happen. Him and a few of the other dudes started clowning me for my choice of costume, but theirs weren't any better.

"It was my lady's idea." I shrug them off.

"Oh, so we got a little Lady Shady on our hands?" He chuckled.

"Got hands like him too." Royce mumbled.

I shot him a glare. He put his hands up defensively, not wanting to piss me off.

"At least our outfits are better than all of yours." I challenged.

"No way. I'm a fucking pimp, dawg. You can't get no better than that." Curtis smacked his lips, throwing his hands up.

"And I'm Smokey from "Friday"" Royce commented.

"I'm a really buff, nigga. The Rock, duh." Naunie said.

"And Boogie?" I asked unsure of what he was.

He was dressed in all grey. It didn't even look like he tried to plan anything out.

"I'm a magnet. Hoping to attract some chicks tonight." He said proudly.

All of us exchanged looks of shame and confusion, not believing what just came out of this dudes mouth. We then started snickering at him because what the actual fuck.

"That's literally the worst costume in the room. And that's saying a lot because there's literally someone dressed up as that MGK kid." Denaun laughed.

"You're not going to attract anything dressed like that." I clowned him.

"Man, whatever. Not everyone can get chicks like you, dawg." Boogie replied.

"Nah, this dude is whipped now." Curtis teased me.

"At least I got a woman." I bit back.

"Fair enough." He gave me props.

We continued to talk the rest of the night. Sadé conversed with Allison most of the night, joining in every once in a while. I kinda felt bad because there wasn't any lady friends for her here, but I knew there would be at the next party that Denaun was hosting.

Skylar was actually here to my surprise. I wasn't expecting her to show her face after everything went down. I mean she literally had an entire cast over her nose. She didn't bother us though and kept her distance. When she spotted us she quickly walked in the other direction, seemingly not wanting anymore smoke with Sadé. Good, thank god for that.

At some point, Sadé and I ended up dancing with each other while the guys danced with either some other females that worked for the label or groupies that were invited. I didn't really care what they had going on because Sadé was too busy backing her ass all up on me. They were only playing music that people from the record label produced so it was no surprise when they started playing one of my songs. "W.T.P" blasted through the speakers while the lights were dimmed and strobe lights were on in the lounge.

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Her back was up against my front, my hand snaked around her waist. She grinded her hips into mines sensually. I held her close to me while we danced along to the beat of the song.

"Man, first of all; I'm a boss, I just want to get that acrossMan, even my dentist hates when I flossPull up to the club in a Pinto like it's a PorscheGarbage bag for one of the windows, spray-painted doorsWith the flames on 'em, Michigan plates, and my name's on 'emBaby, Shady's here, come and get him if you dames want himBut he ain't stupid so quit tryna run them games on himHe's immune to Cupid, why you tryna put your claims on him?'Cause you won't do to me what you did to the last manNow climb in back, try not to kick over the gas canThere's a half a gallon in it, that could be our last chanceWe have of just gettin' home, now can I get that lap dance?She's got a tattoo of me right above her ass, manIn the streets of Warren, Michigan we call 'em tramp stampsThat means she belongs to me, time to put the damn clamps downAnd show this hussy who's the man; now get amped, dance." I rapped in her ear.

She turned around, rapping the chorus to me, looking incredibly alluring as she did that. Her arms were now draped around my neck as we locked eyes with one another.

"Now you can do this on your ownBut everyone knows that no one likes to be aloneSo get on the floor and grab somebodyAin't nothin' but a white trash partySo let's have us a little bashAnd if anyone asks, it ain't no one but us trashYou don't know, you better ask somebody'Cause we're having a white trash party" She sang.

I felt myself becoming infatuated with her. I kissed her, taking her bottom lip in mines. She gave me that look that I've come to know all too well. That "fuck me" look. I was already hard from us dancing so I didn't hesitate to ditch the party.

"Let's go." I demanded, grabbing her hand and dragging her out the party quickly.

I threw her in the passenger seat before hoping into the drivers seat. I speed all the way home, feeling like I couldn't get there fast enough. I had broken every speed limit there was, and I didn't even care. I've been waiting for this moment for days, and it was finally happening. I was about tear that pussy of hers up.

— At The House

As soon as we entered the bedroom and took our shoes off, I picked her up, holding her up against the wall. I smashed my lips onto hers, squeezing her ass, earning a moan out of her.

"Give me a safe word." I instructed.

"Pickles." She breathed out as her long nails ran through my short hair.

I continued to kiss her roughly as we made out. I set her on her feet after a minute.

"Strip completely and get on the bed." I told her as I took my overalls off along with the rest of my clothes.

She peeled off her clothes teasingly before getting on the bed, waiting for me. I took my boxers off, walking over to her and yanking her to the edge of the bed. I didn't even waste time with all the foreplay and just got on my knees on the floor with her pussy level to my face. She was already dripping wet, practically creaming. I started to eat her out, licking between her folds. She was a moaning mess as her hands found their way to my hair.

"Oh my god, Marshall." She panted.

I smirked to myself, knowing she was about to be screaming my name all night long. Thankfully, I lived in a big mansion and had a long way from my house to my neighbors' houses. I started sucking on her clit, adding two fingers as I pumped in and out of her at a moderate pace. I could feel her legs began to shake even though it hadn't even been a minute yet of me eating her out.

I wrapped my arms around her thigh to keep her from moving so much as I buried my face in her soaking, wet pussy. I could feel her trembling, threatening to spill her juices all over me, but she wasn't.

"Cum for me, Sae. I know you want to. Stop trying to fight it. Soak my beard." I encouraged her.

My words sent vibrations through her womanhood, making her moan louder as she gripped the sheets, letting her juices run free. I flattened my tongue, slurping her up, and continuing to eat her out through her high. She tasted so sweet just like her personality.

I got up, climbing on top of her. I grabbed her face, making her look at me. Her eyes were so full of desire, and her face was flushed.

"Open." I demanded her to opened her mouth.

She did as she was told, sticking her tongue out as I held her jaw. I placed the fingers that I was fucking her with into her mouth.

"Suck."

She closed her lips around my fingers, swirling her tongue as she tasted herself, humming. Damn, that shit is hot as fuck. I pulled my fingers out, kissing her passionately. My tongue swirled around with hers as our salivas mixed together. Her hand reached for my dick, eager for more. She stroked me, earning a grunt in return. I lined myself up with her entrance, placing one of her legs over my shoulder. I entered slowly so that she could adjust to my size. She let out a whimper as I filled her up, covering her face.

"Don't be shy now. I'm about to have you screaming my name like no tomorrow." I grabbed her hands, placing them over her head.

"Oooh, shit." She cried out as I started stroking in her.

I started off slow, but quickly increased my speed. I was pounding into her, moving my hips to a rhythm. The sound of skin slapping was music to my ears as Sadé cried out in pleasure.

I kept thrusting, not losing any stamina as I grunted deeply into her ear, turning her on even more.

"This'll teach you something. I bet you won't tease me like that again, will you?" I asked her.

She only moaned louder in response. Not satisfied with her answer, I plowed deeper into her, making her scream out now.

"I asked you a question that requires an answer. I said you won't tease me like that again will you?" I repeated myself through gritted teeth.

"No, I won't, Marshall! Ohhhh fuck, I promise I won't." She struggled to answer.

"Yea. Scream my name, baby. Let all the security out there know who you belong to."

I felt her clenching around me, squeezing my dick. I wasn't about to nut just yet. Nah.

"MARSHALL, I'M CUMMING!" She yelled out.

I felt her body release around me as I slowed my movements. I pulled out of her completely, tapping her on her ass.

"Turn around. We ain't done." I told her dominantly.

She looked at me surprisingly with raised eyebrows, but did as she was told nonetheless.

"You remember the safe word right? It's pickles." I reiterated to her.

She shook her head, informing me that she in fact remembered. She got on all fours in a face down ass up position. I got on my knees, standing in the bed. Without warning, I slammed my dick into her tight pussy, causing her to cry out.

I grabbed her by the hips, slamming her body into mines to meet my thrusts. I began fucking her senseless as she let out all kinds of sounds. Her ass recoiled & giggled every time as I slammed into her folds roughly.

"Damn, baby. This pussy feels so good!" I moaned as I looked down, watching all the magic happen.

Lifting my leg, I put my foot up on the bed, getting a deeper angle. I started thrusting into her crazy, making macaroni sounds. I moaned deeply, feeling myself become close to the edge.

"Fuck, Sadé." I let out.

I let go of her hips momentarily to slap her ass harshly. I slapped her cheeks a total of three times, making them red as I left hand prints.

"Oh, it feels so good, baby. You feel so good so deep inside me." She whimpered out.

She was right. Her divine felt so fucking amazing. So wet, and so warm, and so fucking snug around my cock. I closed my eyes, getting lost in my own euphoria as she started to clap back.

"Oof, shit! I'm about to cum all up in there, honey. Keep fucking going." I told her, my voice getting deeper the more I rasped out.

She continued throwing her ass back on me as I eventually released deep in her with a groan. I gripped her hips aggressively, knowing it would leave marks in the morning. She came again for the third time tonight, calling my name as she did so. I stilled in bliss for a few seconds before pulling out.

This shit still wasn't over. I wasn't playing when I said I was tearing her shit up. We were in PoundTown tonight.

I grabbed her by the throat, but not being too rough, and turned her around. I picked her up, as I laid on the bed with her on top of me. I jerked myself off to get hard again as she kissed down my chest, leaving a trail of hickeys. She came back up, leaving a few on my neck as she sucked and nibbled on the sensitive skin.

"Ride me. Ride me until you come twice, and don't stop until I tell you to. Every time you stop, you're getting a slap on the ass. Ight?" I commanded her authoritatively.

"Yes, Marshall." She answered, licking her lips.

She grabbed my member, sinking down onto it slowly. I watched in awe as we both groaned from the feeling. Once she was all the way down and had taken all of me, she started bouncing on me. She let out little whimpers and cries as her body was overstimulated like she had done to me earlier.

She gained more momentum as I helped her out a bit by moving her hips since her body was quickly becoming weaker by the orgasm. However, she stopped, meaning she earned herself a slap on the ass.

"AAH." She yelped as I smacked her ass hard before rubbing over it.

"Keep going, baby girl. I ain't tell you to stop." I whispered in her ear.

She started bouncing once again. She stopped a number of two more times, earning her two more spanks before she reached 1 of the 2 orgasms I demanded from her.

She was now chasing her second of the two highs, letting out high pitched screams at this point. I knew it wouldn't be long until she climaxed for a 5th and final time tonight. I was at my edge too, the pleasure becoming fucking unbearable. I missed her body, her touch, so much and I didn't want it to end. I wanted to keep providing her pleasure until the early morning, but we were both at our peaks.

I told her to stop riding me as I held her hips down on me, thrusting up into her body. She had her hands flat on my chest as she screamed out in delight. Her sounds were encouraging me to go deeper and harder. So I stopped my fast pace and replaced it with slow, deep movements, making sure to go balls deep every time before pulling out completely and doing it over and over again.

She threw her head back, her nails clawing at my pecks, leaving scratch marks.

"Marshall, that feels so fucking good." She whisper-moaned into my ear, sending chills down my body.

"Yea, are you close?" I asked her, knowing she was.

"Mhmm. I'm so close, baby. You make me feel so good, and you do such a good job. Ooouuuu!" She gasped.

Goddamn she sounded so sexy. Her face looked so beautiful as it scrunched up in satisfaction. And her words only made me want to let go so bad. I wanted to make sure she came first so I held off. I continued my movements until she creamed all around my dick, making me spurt into her multiple times.

"Ah, Marshall!" She kept repeating my name, boosting my ego.

"Oh yea, Sadé! That's my baby." I huskily let out as I came.

After we rode out our highs together, I pulled out. Our mixed juices spilled everywhere as her cream leaked out. I grabbed a napkin from the bedside table, both of us too tired to get up. I cleaned the both of us up, throwing the tissue somewhere in the room, not caring in this specific moment.

I grabbed her chin, kissing her much more gently compared to everything else that just transpired. I pulled the cover over the both of us, as she moved to her side, but still remained facing me. She rested her face on my chest as we hugged each other, going to bed. No words were exchanged, just kisses and Zs.