Rookie (Eminem Fanfic)

I'm Kidnapping Your Ass

 "Holy shit, that was badass!" I told Jerome holding my fist up for him to pound it.

"They're most likely going to challenge our plan with some nonsense stipulations, but for now we're in the clear. This man has no grounds to place these types of demands on you. You are no longer his wife; he doesn't call the shots."

I stood up to thank them both as we exited and slowly walked up the stairs together. Marshall was in the kitchen; Nevaeh was seated on the counter and I could hear her giggles grow louder as we joined them in the room.

"I need to get home to the Mrs..." Jerome announced. "I'm sure this isn't over, but no need to worry. We are more than prepared. Have a wonderful evening." He said in a general parting to all of us and showed himself out.

"I'm gonna get going too." Holly said. "I'll let you have your little family all to yourself." She whispered as she pulled me into a hug. Holly hugged Nevaeh before she left, and she even hugged Marshall.

It was now only Marshall, Neveah, and me in the huge penthouse with a beautiful, calm sun setting over New York City as our backdrop.

"Tell Mommy what we made for dinner." Marshall told Nevaeh.

"We made chicken nuggets and tater tots." She yelled happily.

"Chicken nuggets and tater tots? Mmm.. yum!" I replied as I repeatedly kissed her cheek.

Marshall popped a tater tot in my mouth. "Everything good?" He asked.

I just smiled and nodded my head.

"Let's eat!" He enthusiastically shouted.

After dinner and bath time, we tucked Nevaeh in and then Marshall and I relaxed on the couch for a bit. I told him that my attorney adamantly shot down Antonio's proposal of custody of any fashion being held at his house. It was a joke. I explained that once he was released, he would be entitled to two hours per week to visit his daughter and it must be held at our home, so Nevaeh is comfortable.

"That's good, it makes sense. You feel better?"

"Yes. I'm relieved."

Marshall kissed my shoulder and worked his way up to my neck.

"Let's go get you out of this dress so you can really be relieved." He said low and sexy.

I smiled and stood up from the couch.

"Sounds great, but I have to clean up some things downstairs still from earlier. Can you help me?"

Marshall rolled his eyes as I took his hands in mine and led him downstairs to the conference room. I dimmed the lights before I removed all the papers from the table and let my hair down. I gracefully laid back on the table and raised my sexy, tan legs to show off my seductive high heels. I opened my legs a bit, inviting Marshall to lean over me to kiss my lips and caress my cleavage with his tongue.

"Wanna take some pics?" I whispered.

He nodded, "Hell yeah."

He took his phone out and first he took a picture of me sitting provocatively on the table. Then, I placed my feet on the floor to turn around and bend over the table as my dress rode up to display my thong in a racy shot of my ass. Next, I climbed up on the table, sat on my knees, threw my bra off, and allowed Marshall to get a sensuous shot of my titties.

"Baby, you're so fucking sexy! I just wanna touch you so bad." He said as he leaned down to suck on my nipples and reached his finger down to stroke my clit as I urgently inhaled in pleasure.