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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Eminem (Marshall Mathers). I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Chapter 5
Alex stared at the phone, both in anticipation and dread. On one hand she was hoping he would call again. It showed he really did care after all. Maybe he didn’t mean the things he’d said earlier. Maybe he wanted a relationship with her now. But the logical part of her brain stepped in, assuring her that was only wishful thinking on her part. He was probably only calling her to make sure he could still get ass or better yet, just to make sure she wasn’t going to sell her story. As if she ever would. He should know her better than that. Alex didn’t want to be known as Eminem’s mistress, the woman who helped break up his family, or what she feared the most…the groupie who fell in love. She just knew if she was labeled as a groupie her world would be over. She didn’t follow him while he was on tour, didn’t ask him to buy her things and she sure as hell didn’t care that he was famous.
When they were together he wasn’t just Eminem. He was MARSHALL, everything rolled into one to make him the unique being he was. That was why she didn’t want him to call back. She just knew if she heard his voice again tonight she would take him back. And she didn’t want to. She honestly didn’t. Alex was tired of being his play thing. She was tired of being walked on and used. She knew that’s what had been happening for the past ten years. She wasn’t dumb, naive maybe, but never dumb.
Fifteen minutes passed and the phone didn’t ring. Alex sighed in relief and made her way into the bathroom. Probably the best room in the apartment, aside from her bedroom was this one. It was large and very roomy. The focal point of the room was the huge Jacuzzi sized tub. Three porcelain steps led up to it and on the surface surrounding its huge frame were candles and bowls of fresh poperie. Bath salts, bubbles, gels, and all kinds of fragrances sat next to the wall, under the small window. The rich burgundy and whites spread all throughout the room gave it a romantic feeling no matter what.
Alex stepped up to the tub and proceeded to fill it with hot steamy water. While she was waiting for it to fill, she made her way into her room and pulled out her favorite nightgown. It might have been her favorite piece of clothing she owned. It was a light peach gown, long and silky, with two spaghetti straps to hold it up. When she had it on, she felt like the most beautiful woman in the world. Sometimes she felt funny for feeling that way; after all it was just a nightgown, but right now she didn’t care. She needed to feel beautiful after a night like this.
Alex undressed and slipped into the hot water. It felt so good on her body, just to be smothered in the encompassing liquid. The heat felt like it was slowly lifting the stress from her. Alex reached behind her and grabbed a banana clip laying there. After putting her hair up for the moment, she poured some jasmine smelling bath gel into a soft sponge and started washing herself. Gently she moved it over her arms and around her neck before traveling the rest of her body.
After her washing was over, Alex let herself sink deeper into the tub. She was feeling so relaxed at this point that she never wanted to get up. A few moments later she felt her eyes drift shut. It wasn’t a problem though; she wasn’t in a rush to get out anytime soon. She was determined to enjoy her bath and forget the days events.
She must have done a good job of trying to forget because the next thing Alex knew the water was raising slightly and she felt something against her skin. Opening her eyes, she was surprised to see Marshall, equally naked as she was, sitting across from her in the tub.
“Marsh, what are you…”
“Shhh. Don’t worry baby. I’ma make it better.”
“But…”
“Shhh.” Marshall said, bringing his body closer to hers.
Alex felt his hands reach down into the water and pull her legs up so that they were bent at the knees. They’d made love enough times in this very place for her to know what he wanted. Her knees slowly separated and she felt him slid between them as if he naturally belonged there. He did! Her heart screamed at her. Her brain on the other hand was yelling at her, telling her she was weak and letting this happen wouldn’t help matters. But hell who listened to their brain anyways! Was Alex’s only thought as his lips captured hers. God she loved his mouth; so strong and yet so gentle at the same time. When he kissed her, she felt her toes curl and head spin. It didn’t matter if it was a passionate kiss or just a quick peck, no matter what kind, they all had the same affect on her.
Alex felt his fingers skim across her curls and moaned softly. He was taking things torturously slow and it was making her a bit impatient. He loved to play games but at this point she only wanted him. Deciding to take matters into her own hands, Alex wrapped her legs around his slim waist and pressed against him.
“Please Marshall…” Alex begged, rubbing her dripping center against his hard length.
They stayed like that for a few moments, just enjoying the feel of the others body against their own. But it soon proved to be too much and before she knew it, he was deep inside her. Alex felt her breath catch in her throat before a loud moan escaped her parted lips. He was moving in and out of her without a specific rhythm; long sure strokes were traded for short quick jabs and then a mix of both. God what was he doing to her? Water was splashing all over the floor, and yet the only thing Alex was worried about was the wonderful feeling happening between her legs.
She felt him wrap one arm around her waist as the other braced his weight on the tub behind her. After pulling her up just a little, he started thrust into her with all his might. She could tell he was close. He always lost control when he was about to come. Not that she could blame him really. She felt her orgasm just beyond her reach. She was sure that after a few more minutes of him thrusting his hard member in her, she would cum.
And she was right. Not even a minute later she tightened her legs around him and pulled him against her as much as she could. Screaming in pleasure, she let go, feeling him jerk along with her. Alex kept her eyes closed for a few moments before the cooling water started to bother her. Her body was still tingling from the intense orgasm she’d just had and she was both shocked and disappointed to find Marshall was no longer there, hadn’t been there at all in fact. She must have fallen asleep because the only thing proving that the recent pleasure she’d just experienced was real, were the three fingers buried deep inside her still twitching center.
Mortified by what she’d unconsciously done, Alex quickly got out of the tub and started drying off. After changing and combing out her hair, she stared in the mirror. No matter how much she willed herself not to cry, her emotions were just not listening. Slowly at first, then with more gusto the tears came. They traveled down her cheeks and slowly dripped down onto the counter she was leaning on. Why did she have to miss him like this? Why did she have to care? Only time could help her now. Alex knew the only way to break free from this hold he had on her was to stay away from him and try not to think about him. It might be damn near impossible, but she had to try.
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