Queen Bee

June 2001 (2)

It was now a week later, and the kids were all gone with Kim. Well, except for Nate of course, but he's pretty easy since he's 15 and almost completely independent. He'll even be more independent next year when he can drive and me and Marshall don't have to worry about getting him to places anymore, which I'm super excited about it. Even though he's a teenager and going through his weird angsty phase, he's a really good kid and I'm honestly just happy that he's adjusting so well to me, and the idea of having a little baby on the way. Not to mention, I know he'll be a lot of help when the baby does come, which I'm so thankful about. I really think I'm gonna need as much help as I can get, honestly. 

So, because it was the next week which meant the kids were no longer here, that also meant it was almost time for D12's first release party! Obviously they had all been at Marshall's release parties, but they've never had one all together, in celebration of their own album. I was so excited and really just so proud of them all. The album, Devil's Night was about to drop on Friday, and it was currently Wednesday. So, in two days, they'll have their very first record released all together and I'm just so happy for them. They really deserve this, and I know the rest of the boys were all so excited as well. 

I had listened to a bit of the album that Marshall had shown me, but not all of it. From what I heard though, it sounded amazing, and like they were all just having so much fun in the studio together, which really made me happy. I love the love they all have for one another, it really is the most wholesome thing you could ever witness I think. 

"Baby! Where ya at?" Marshall yelled down the hallway, his loud voice echoing off of the high walls. I assumed he just got home from dropping Nate off at his friends for the night, considering we weren't gonna be home until really late thanks to the party, and Nate, while he's 15, still gets scared of the dark sometimes. 

"I'm in here!" I yelled back from the main level bathroom as I was attempting to clean the mirrors. I don't know what it was, but ever since I stopped working so much, I had been getting really bored. Especially when the kids or Marshall weren't around to keep me occupied, so I was always tryna find some random thing for me to do. 

"The fuck is ya cleanin' for?" He asked as he came up behind me while I continued with my circular motions on the glass. "You needa sit down, baby." He snaked his arms around my waist and placed his chin on the top of my shoulder as he looked at me through the reflection. 

I laughed. "Marshall, I'm only four months along. If I gotta start sittin' down now, god help me when I'm eight months." 

"I'm just sayin', take it easy." He said smoothly before reaching up to slowly start removing the hair from my neck. His lips gently connected to the crook of my neck where he began leaving a few wet kisses. 

I laughed again. "Take it easy but ya tryna fuck me?" 

"You ain't gotta do nothin'." He mumbled against my skin as his hand slowly began to lower down my stomach. "I'ma do it all, baby." His fingers met the button of my jeans and he nimbly undid them. He quickly pushed his hand past both the tough fabric and my panties, where he was immediately welcomed by my wet folds. Instantly, he connected his middle finger to my clit and began gently circling it as I leaned back against his chest. A raspy moan rolled off of my lips and my head fell onto the top of his shoulder. "See? Just like that, baby." He husked directly into my ear. "Turn around." 

I quickly complied with his demand and turned myself around. I knew right away that he wanted me to sit on the counter, but due to my new found weight I had been finding it difficult to hoist myself up on ledges now a days. In replacement, Marshall quickly put his hands on the sides of my ribs and lifted me up, sliding me effortlessly onto the bathroom ledge.