𝙶𝚄𝙸𝙻𝚃𝚈 𝙿𝙻𝙴𝙰𝚂𝚄𝚁𝙴 || 𝙰𝙽 𝙴𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙴𝙼 𝙵𝙰𝙽𝙵𝙸𝙲

Chapter 77 - Target Troubles

A/N Warning: This chapter contains themes of intimacy.

Sadé's POV:

— November 23, Thanksgiving Eve

It was early in the morning when I woke up. I couldn't sleep because I knew that I was going to have a lot of errands that needed to be done today. So while Marshall was still sound asleep without a care in the world as light snores came from him, I decided to get ready for my day. I attempted to be a quiet as possible to not wake him since he's such a light sleeper. I went to my bathroom, brushing my teeth and taking a morning tinkle. I then took my clothes off, turning the shower on. I got under the stream, letting the warm water hit my skin.

I did my self care shower routine, exfoliating, lathering up my body in soap & rinsing a few times, and washing my face. I used vanilla scented products, it being my all time favorite. I was relaxed, taking my time to clean my body and cater to all of its needs. After my shower, I wrapped my body in a robe, moving to beat my face in some light makeup. Thirty minutes later, and I was practically done with my makeup routine when Marshall entered the bathroom, sleepiness evident in his voice and body.

"Good morning, MarMar." I said to him as I looked at him through the mirror.

He walked over to me, standing behind me. He placed his hands on either side of my waist as he stood close behind me. He had nothing on except for a pair of grey sweatpants. Not even boxers. He pressed his hard-on into my back as he buried his face in the crook of my neck. He took in my scent, letting out a low hum. I knew exactly what he wanted from me. And the way he was making me feel down under right now from being close to me was making me want him too.

"Good morning. Mmm. You smell so good, baby. I just wanna eat you up." He mumbled into my neck, his morning voice harsh against my soft skin.

I watched his every movement through the mirror, his eyes closed lazily as he rubbed up and down my curves.

"Thank you..." I replied, my voice hitching in my throat from my breaths turning short and ridged.

He started to kiss my neck, leaving sloppy kisses, but not marking me. It was getting hard for me to control myself as my thoughts became dirtier and more guiltless by the second. I bit my lip when he started to whisper dirty things into my ear. I grabbed his hands, no longer trying to contain myself. His eyes finally opened at my action, not expecting me to have the courage to take the lead in this very moment. Well, he was wrong.

I used my hands to guide his own, moving them underneath my robe. The entire time, neither of us broke eye contact. I placed his hand on my womanhood. I moved one of his fingers through my wetness, feeling his chest heave up and down. I heard him swear under his breath, and I started to work his finger into my folds, using his hands to finger myself. I had complete control over his mind and body now.

"Fuck..." He whispered to himself.

"Did you wake up feeling horny this morning?" I asked him innocently, batting my lashes at him.

"Mhmm."

"Is this want you wanted?" I proceeded to ask another question, this time picking up my speed ever so slowly.

I started to pant, his fingers feeling so good inside of me. It really didn't matter how much noise I made considering that my room was located in its own wing of the house away from everyone else's. The room were also pretty soundproof, considering the house was built only a few years ago.

"Fuck yea, this is what I wanted. You look so fucking beautiful using me to pleasure yourself, sweetheart." He said hotly in my ear.

His voice was driving me crazy as I began moaning. It wouldn't take long to get me to the edge at all.