Rap God (Book 2)

Patience Is A Virtue?

Smut ahead!

It must have been the middle of the night, about 3am or something. It took me a moment to realise where I was, I looked over to my right, seeing Marshall layed on his side, facing me. that adorable frown on his face as he slept always made me giggle. Anyway, I was a woman on a mission and I was determined to get what I wanted, or at least some skin on skin contact. So, I gently shuffled towards him, nestling my ass against his crotch which almost instantly got a growl out of him. I had to stifle a giggle. Next up, I brushed my hair off of my neck, pulling it over my left shoulder and then resting my head back a little onto his pillow. He shuffled a little, but then gave a little grunt. I needed to try something else.

"Hmm....Marshall...." I sighed seductively at him, turning my head right round so I could kiss the under side of his chin. He slowly began to stir. I rolled my head back around but shuffled my ass a little more into him, making him growl once more. "Baby..." he sighed sleepily, and I felt his hand slip onto my lower hip, and glide gently along my side, over my waist and a little up my shirt. I bit my lip, hoping that I didn't sigh too much, although I knew he liked me being loud, but I didn't want him to wake up and realise he shouldn't be doing this. I just wanted him to touch me.

I felt his hand run down over my rib cage, followed by my tummy, and by this point I was almost ready to explode, it was like a tidal wave had hit my panties and I just wanted him to feel how wet I was for him. But when he got to the top of my panties, he stopped. "C'mon baby, it ain't right" he whispered at me. I growled in frustration. "Do you not want me?" I asked him as he moved his hand off me. "Don't be fuckin stupid" he replied sleepily still, but with annoyance to his voice. "Then why won't you have me?" I whined a little. Silence. "Marshall!" I snapped, making him chuckle at me. "baby, look, I always wanna fuck wit you, but we only just got talking again tonight, I don't wanna let you think that's all this is about" he told me. Yet I wasn't satisfied with that. "But I want sex. I wanna feel you inside me, I wanna feel you shady" I purred at him, grabbing his hand and making his fingers touch the outside of my panties. "Fuck baby you are wet" he sighed into my ear as he sat up, suddenly a little more awake.

He took his left hand to the back of my head, gently wrapping his fingers into my hair, pulling my head back a little so my neck was exposed to him. Trailing soft kisses along my neck, he distracted me from his right hand disappearing down to my panties, "we better get these panties off. They're in my way" he groaned at me, and in one swift move he had them completely off.

Making sure he avoided my heat completely, he agonizingly slowly slid his hand up my stomach, and right up to my chest. He was now hovering over my ear, listening to me panting, sighing in the delight of his touch. He gripped the material of the t shirt I was wearing and pulled it over my head, but stopped it so my arms were fastened above my head and I couldn't move or free them. Then he cupped the underside of my right breast, running his palm against the smooth skin, then turning his fingers upwards he found my nipple. "Ahh there's that titty ring of yours I love so much" he growled into my ear, his hot breath stinging my goose bumped skin. He played with it for a few minutes, knowing how much I liked it too, but it was all becoming a little too much. "Marshall..." I cried out, feeling that familiar pulsating between my thighs. "what's the matter baby?" he purred at me, "I'm only tellin you that I love your pierced titties..." he said, nipping my left nipple as he spoke, then immediately he moved his hand down to my ass, "and I love yo cute little ass," he whispered, then proceeded to slap it rather hard, causing me to bite my lip a little.

"I've missed this hot little body of yours" he growled at me, pulling my head back with my hair a little more, I knew it was so he could get a good look at me from his position behind me. Not that I cared, it just made me even wetter for him.

"And of course, the best place of all...." He purred at me, slipping his hand between my thighs, using his fingers to part my lips, I felt the tip of his cock rub up against my clit. My whole body tingled, my nerves were on fire, I never wanted something so bad in my entire life. "Your tight...." And as he said it, he gently slipped the tip of his cock into me, then immediately pulled out, "little" and he did it again, I was practically a quivering mess by this point. "Pussy" he said the final word and pushed into me completely. I couldn't hold back this time and let out a cry of satisfaction as he filled me up. He still didn't free my arms, but held me there comfortably against his chest as he filled me up again and again.

By about the 10th thrust I had already come twice, this was insane. But then he added his famed middle finger to the mix. He was well known for flipping the bird, but when he used that bad boy on my clit, it wasn't just the bird he was flipping. He fucking knew how to use that to make me flip out! Rubbing it expertly on my clit, I was having multiple back to back orgasms while his cock still filled me up time and again. My body was exhausted.

I think he knew that I was too, as after he made me come one more time, he slowed down, pulling out of me and releasing me from his grasp. I slumped down contentedly in the duvet as he slipped off the bed and headed into the bathroom.

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The sound of a car horn jolted me awake. I opened my eyes and looked around. I was still sitting on the balcony in Marshall's suite curled up in a ball beside him. Fully clothed. I groaned loudly, that awesome moment we had was just a motherfuckin dream. "Fucking hell" I groaned to myself as I sat up and rubbed my neck. I checked my watch, it was only 1am. "you okay baby?" a grumpy tired voice asked from beside me. "yeah," I yawned, pushing my hand through my hair. "I better be heading back to my room" I yawned again, sitting upright on the couch. "oh, yeah, I guess so." I could hear the disappointment dripping from his voice, but I knew it was the right thing to do. Even if its truly not what I wanted to do.

We both got up and headed back inside the suite, grabbing my bag and cell phone as we made our way slowly towards the door. "well uh..."

"I'll see you tomorrow then huh?" I asked him, interrupting his floundering. He looked to my face and paused, "yeah, that'd be good"

"well I was planning on working out in the morning, grabbing some lunch somewhere later in the day and maybe going for a swim afterwards, so..."
"I'm down for that" he nodded instantly, I smiled, "great, well I'll meet you down at the gym then" I told him, making him nod. "cool" he replied and grabbed the door for me. "thank you Marshall, for tonight, I'm glad I came" I said, making him pause with the door ajar. He just looked at me, darting his eyes from mine to my mouth and back again. I smiled a little, biting my lip, but before he had chance to respond, I stepped a little closer to him, lifting my hand gently placing it on his jaw, running my finger tips along it like I used to do. His eyes never left mine, he seemed frozen to the spot as I moved in, pressing my lips against his. It seemed as though that brought him to life as he instantly lifted his arms, pushing the door shut, and then wrapping them about my waist, bringing me against his hard body.

My hand trailed from his jaw to the back of his head, where my other hand joined in, as he pushed me back against the door, resting his left forearm against it as his other was still wrapped around my waist. It didn't take long for the kiss to become fiery, as his tongue slid along my lips, asking for entrance, which of course I happily obliged. It felt like we hadn't kissed for years, yet everything was still so familiar. The way his tongue danced along side mine, the pressure of his hand as he gripped my hip, the animalistic groans and growls that he emitted to show me he was enjoying it. I'd missed it all so much.

After we broke apart to catch our breaths, I knew it was time for me to go, or we really would have acted out my dream. Marshall stood back from me a little, looking down to his feet briefly as I grabbed the door handle behind my back, the noise of it made him look to me, "goodnight shady" I smiled at him, causing him to smirk a little and before he had time to reply I was gone.