Marcus’ POV
Jesus, I did not expect to be driving to the restaurant with a damn hard on, but f***k me, when Rory opened the door to me in that f.ucking dress my d.ick was interested and no amount of thinking about Kane’s sweaty jock strap is making it go down.
I try to shift inconspicuously in my seat to relieve the ache of my c***k against the zipper of my pants, but a curious look from Rory has me stilling again.
She smiles at me shyly, and f***k if that doesn’t make my whole situation ten times worse, she’s so f.ucking beautiful it’s unreal.
‘So’ she says softly, ‘are you going to tell me where are we going?’
I smirk as I shake my head, ‘you will see, princess’ I reply.
Shaking her head in amusement, the blonde settles back in the passenger seat, letting me take wherever I want to
