Meeting Marshall Mathers: The Slim Shady Era

Chapter 70

Myself and Marshall got dropped off alone at his after the flight. He was all up on me as soon as we got through the door, I wasn't feeling in the mood at all,

"Ay we gon' chill to some real music now" he led me into the front room, I stood and watched him turn on his sound system, I decided to get me in the mood I'd need a drink, a very strong one at that,

"What you doin'?" He questioned me as I came back into the room, de-corking a bottle of red,

"What?" I looked up,
"After today I fucking need it"

"You shouldn't be drinking?" he opened his bottle of Budweiser,

"I won't be pregnant, that pill had chance to absorb" I poured my glass, clenching my jaw to stop me from wanting to cray again,
"Is this a Dre album?" I didn't look up as I changed the subject,

"Na it's just a mix of all kinds of shit. I want you to get up" he halted me from sitting down, I smiled a little as he made his way around the coffee table to me,

"Dre, Fuck You? Smooth" I giggled as he put his hands on my hips, caressing them slightly as the intro of the girl confessing her love rolled, I needed to go with it, he was obviously trying his best to take my mind of things,

"I was driving somewhere, and this jam played on the radio and as I was, rapping along.. I just couldn't get this one image of you out of my head"

"Oh? Which one?" I held the glass to my lips and smiled as I rolled my hips to the beat,

"The same one that always sticks" he pressed his lips onto mine, I inhaled as we kissed, he started to recite the chorus to me,
"I just wanna fuuuck you.. no touchin' and rubbin' girl, you got a husband who, loves.. you.." He grinned and kissed me again, he really turned me on when he rapped to me, I loved how he'd do his little body movements and how he'd squint his eyes at me,

"Marshall.." I laughed as he roughly pulled my ass into his groin,

"Baby was a virgin, that's what she said, so I gave her some Hennessy, she gave me some head, I fucked her on the flo', so I wouldn't mess up my bed..." He cupped me between my legs, his arms strapped around my pelvis like a seatbelt fixing me firmly to him. I leant my head back on his shoulders and closed my eyes, drinking back the wine whilst we bumped and grinded... I turned around in his arms as he swigged his beer,

"I just wanna fuuuck, you" I bit my lip and hooked my thumbs into the waistband of his joggers,

"You wanna go bed?" His voice went horsey,

"Do you?"

"Pretty dumb fuckin' question" he smiled,

"Sarcasm? I don't think that deserves a reward?" I played with him, he rolled his eyes at me,

"Well I don't think you got the power to stop me from takin' you up the stairs" he finished his drink,

"Really? You really don't?" I chuckled, also finishing my drink,

"Man, I could carry you up there right now and there ain't shit you can do about it" he took the empty glass from my hand and put it down for me, then put his hands back on me,

"I disagree..." I shrugged, he went to grip the top of my thighs to throw me over his shoulders but I backed away quickly, both laughing as I kept slipping out of his grip,

"Ohh!" He laughed as he caught me!
"What did you say Jodie, huh?!" He pinned me against his chest sounding proud of himself when he got me unsuspectedly, it was hard to breathe as I was laughing hard. Our chuckles then faded, I stroked my hands down his back and then nuzzled into his neck, he loosened up on me and then tucked his head into mine, we both passionately kissed, his hands going down my back, and onto my bottom,