My Best Friend Eminem, My Love Marshall Mathers

Chapter nineteen

8 Mile inspired me to write this chapter! Enjoy! PS this chapter is racey and this is my first time posting something like this I would say it would be PG-13 for strong sexualty.

Chapter nineteen

            I prepared myself real quickly, fixing my hair, and putting on some perfume. Marshall knocked at the door and let himself in. "Hey" said Em. "Hey" I hugged him tightly. "What shall we do tonight?" I ask him. "We can grab some pizza and watch TV" said Em. "Sounds perfect" I whispered. He caress my face, he lick his lips, looking like he was ready to kiss me. "Why do you care for me so much?" he asked. "Because you saved me once" I said. He placed a kiss on my cheek, "I would do it again" he whispered.

            After I fix my hair and we order pizza we sat on the couch together. I couldn't help to take his hand into my own and just hold it. As if he belongs to me. His voice was angelic to me; it put me at ease completely. Almost to sleep, "you look relax" said Marshall. "I think it's because of you" I said softly. Marshall smiled at me, "Me?", "yes, I don't know why", my whole body felt so light. "Why did you ask me about sex before?" ask Marshall. "I don't know, I just..." I trailed off. "Well, as you know, I'm not a virgin" said Marshall. "I'm still a virgin" I said. "Nothing being embarrassed about that, that's good" said Marshall. "I'm curious about it though" I said,

"Yeah" he said awkwardly.

            "Your time will come, do think of any positions?" ask Marshall. I chuckled, "No, I just think of the idea of it" I said. I feel like I was going to burst out saying, I think about doing it with you. I do, all the time. "Marshall?" I ask. "Hmm?" the doorbell ringed. "I'll get it" said Marshall. I so badly wanted to ask him, does he think about doing it with me. I pounded my head against my knee caps and felt like I was going to scream.

            After eating three slices of pepperoni, I sat back on the couch, "what were you going to ask me?" ask Marshall. My heart sunk, I was hoping he would not ask me, "Nothing really" I said. He took a napkin and wipe his hands, "You can tell me anything sweetie" said Marshall. "You're very handsome" I said. He smiled, "thanks" he chuckled. "But that's not what you were going to tell me" said Marshall. "No" I said. I let out a sharp sigh. "Is it about us?" ask Marshall. "No", "when you’re ready to tell me you can" said Marshall. "Ok" I whispered I kiss his cheek and sat back down; eating another slice. I fell asleep in his arms that night dreaming of the question I want to ask him and him saying, 'yes' to it.

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            The next day was beautiful, something about it in the air, and the sun gave me such a great feeling. The set was almost real! It felt just like home. I oddly felt homesick this morning. Now that I grow a costume to this new life, I feel as if I already have been living it. I forgot why I was even doing this movie; the money, the money doesn't matter to me anymore, only the feelings I have for Marshall.

            Every move he makes, every time he moves, I think of his arms draped around me like the last time. The feeling drove me crazy! I was losing my mind because deep down me wanted him! I wanted him in so many ways. I would catch myself smiling at myself because of all the naughty ways I can think of it. But I cannot see Marshall doing all those things to me since I see him as kind and gentle. I can see us doing so many romantic things. His warm breathe against my body, his eyes closed going in and out me, so slowly. Moaning our names softly in our ears, it almost makes your heart stop thinking about it. I smiled to myself knowing when the epic moment comes how our bodies could do that. It scrambles me up and I want him so bad. I've never felt like this before.

Marshall's POV:

            God, she enough to make your heart stop. She has done that to me, every time I see her smile and laugh it makes me fall all over her. If only I could just let go of all of my hate, take her in my arms, and do things I've only seen in movies. Well, I've done it in 8 Mile, but that was fake; it only gave me a sense of what's real and not real. Her smile lights up her eyes, I can tell while she talking to Mr. Bilback, she is looking at me from the corner of them. I want to make her my girl, but sadly I can't have her and it made me so angry.

            There goes the butterflies though, with Kim I felt dead inside, no butterflies and I didn't smile in front of her like I do with Natalia. I imagined it us together in town, she gives me that one look that drives me crazy. That soft, women like look. We go to the studio, we cuddle together like we do, she touches my cheek; that warm touch. After I no longer can take that soft voice of hers, I ripe off her clothes and take off mine and give us what we wanted for so long. I closed my eyes and imagined, her moaning my name, so softly it took my breathe away, 'Marshall', 'Marshall', 'Marshall' "Oh Natalia" I groaned to myself. I opened my eyes and felt my whole body go numb. I just want her. I need her. I wanna be with her, I'll do...I'll do anything whatever it takes to be with her.

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            My body began to tremble, as I squeezed my legs tighter together, to control myself. I can't take this abuse much longer. I'm not even touching him and his making me go crazy. I closed my eyes for a moment and imagine to the first time he puts it into me. The overwhelming feeling that he is that close to me; it is just too much. I have to keep fighting I cannot be making out with him like this. It's not right. But I feel for him so much. I can tell he's staring at me from the corner of my eyes. Come to me, Marshall. I squeezed my legs tighter hoping to control the overwhelming sensation. I can't take this, I wanna be with him. I want him to be mine, Mrs. Natalia Mathers. What a beautiful name! No! What am I thinking? It'll never come to that. He will, never feel this way. But I fell so hard for him! My thoughts spiraled out of control as I try to grasp what little I have out of reality.

Marshall's POV:

            God I got to stop this! I can't do it with her, she has finance, but she wants me not him. I feel for her! I closed my legs together tightly so nothing will stick out. I can't take this I gotta do something before, I lose my fucking mind! I can't seem to call her because; my voice is cracked from being nervous. I took out my cell phone and text her from where I was.

Me: Are u ok?

Natalia: yeah, why?

Me: You look unsettled from where I'm sitting do you want me to come over?

Natalia: Yes!

            I got up from my seat and sat next to her, "I'm not ok" she whispered. "What?" I ask. She let out a sharp sigh, "I want you" she groaned. I've wanted to hear those words. "Come with me!" I took her hand and went into the dressing room. It was perfect, no windows and you can't hear nothing. I lock the door to the dressing room. Natalia leaned against the chair, as I approach her. She lost her breathe for a moment and gave and exhale. I unbuttoned her plaid shirt and opened it up.

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            I must not lose it! I must not lose it! Since I was in rush this morning to get ready, I forgot to put on a damn bra! Ughh! His fingers traveled down to the curves of my chest. He took off my shirt to see me naked; he leaned in closer to my neck and started nibbling on it. Unintentionally, I took off his pants; they fell down instantly. His lips were toxic to me, kissing every curve of my neck, "Marshall" I faintly called. He grabbed me from the bottom and lifted me up closer to him. As I kiss his neck, "Oh, Natalia...oh baby" he groaned softly. Knowing what he likes now, I started biting his neck, it made him squeeze the bottom of me, which made me groan louder. As he removed my pants from me, he said "I'm not going to do anything to you.”

            I barely had any breathe when I kiss his lips. He smiled slightly at me, and began pushing it against my underwear. Even if it wasn't in me, the feeling was amazing, he went slow at first then began going faster and deeper. "Oh baby...you feel so amazing" he moaned softly. "Don't stop" I groaned, I bit on his neck deeper, "ohh that's it baby". Sweat began to pour from his head to his shirt that made him take it off. "You're so hot" I sighed. One last thrust and the sensation was gone. Marshall rested his head on my shoulder, panting to catch his breathe. "Marshall?" I said softly, he lifted his head from my shoulder and look into my eyes, "that was the best I've ever felt...before" Marshall whispered. I kissed his lips and wrap my arms around him. "I love you" I whispered.

Marshall's POV

            She loves me? Oh no! What have I done? What have I done? I've played with her emotions to the point of this. I do feel the same for her, I wish I could tell her I love her, I do. I can't tell her that, I hope she knows through my actions I do feel for her. I rested her head against my shoulder and held her close. "I know" I whispered. Oh God, I love you Natalia.