Sole Survivor (Eminem Fanfic)

Not Afraid

Lilly POV

I was in the groove of the tour and had the routine memorized. It was more and more difficult to just say goodnight to my boyfriend and sleep in my own room.  My confidence was back! Two months ago, it felt like I would never get back to being my old self, but now I felt powerful and my job has made me sure of what I am capable of.  I looked in the mirror in a tank top and short flowing skirt feeling sexy.

The hotel we were staying at that night was all but ten minutes from the beach.  Marshall told me that one of his boys had a place that was secluded and oceanfront and after the show we could go there to have some time just the two of us. No interruptions, nobody in our business.

After the show that night, Marshall grabbed a quick shower and led me out the back to a car and he smelled so good.  We stopped for some takeout on the way and when we arrived at our destination, it was a fortress! Not another house in sight. 

 "This is actually Dre's place. "Marshall said. "Don't worry, I've never brought a chick here before." 

We took our food out to the beach along with a nice fluffy blanket to sit on and dug into the food.

"Damn girl, you ate that entire juicy burger."

"If you haven't noticed, I'm feeling much better. I feel...different."

I laid down to stretch on the blanket breathing in the night sky, and listening to the crashing of the waves.  I saw a star shoot through the sky just as I had a few weeks before. It was here my healing had come full circle and I was ready to emerge as the woman I once was.  I would always have issues, but I was ready to really live again.

Marshall sensed it. He leaned over me to look into my deep hazel eyes and kissed me passionately.  Our breathing heated up as I held Marshall tightly against me.

"I want you Marshall." I whispered seductively in his ear.

He backed off for a moment to stare in my eyes, "You sure?" He asked softly.

I nodded my head slowly yet eagerly, "This is our moment, right now." I said between kisses.   I then stopped to hold his face in my hands. "You turn me on Marshall." I whispered.

"Yeah?" he asked as he slowly made his way kissing down my neck. 

 I helped Marshall's hand under my skirt and he gradually made his way up my thighs, dragging his fingers sensually across my skin. He ran his finger over my thong at my slit to feel my heat and moved my thong to the side.  Marshall slowly stroked my entrance and he was excited to discover that I was all hot and bothered.  He felt so good, I wanted him so bad at that moment.  

"You're wet baby. So fuckin' wet." He said in a raspy voice. 

 Marshall peeled off my thong and continued rubbing his fingers over the folds of my lips.  I moaned into his mouth as my breathing became heavy. He slid his finger inside my warmth and we both became desperately turned on. Marshall fingered me for a bit, enjoying how I felt before I took charge and eased Marshall back as I straddled his waist.  We stared directly in each other's eyes as I slowly slid one spaghetti strap down my shoulder, then the other.  I pulled the top of my shirt down revealing both breasts.  I could tell that Marshall was so turned on at that moment; he had been staring at my cleavage for weeks now. He finally got to run his hands over my chest, cupping my tits, playing with my nipples that had hardened in the night air.

Marshall sat up to hungrily place his mouth on my chest, nibbling on my nipples and I gasped in enjoyment.  I helped to pull his shirt off his body and we both moaned when our bodies pressed together.  We were both burning with desire.  Being so attracted to each other was a rush. He tongued my tits again, long hard laps, then pulled my hair lightly back to kiss my neck.  I shivered toward the night sky.