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Marcus is breathing just as heavily, his hands pressed against the glass on either side of my shoulders. He pulls out of me, and I feel the loss potently.
But before I even think of getting dressed, Marcus nudges his thumb back into my hole, pushing his jizz back into my body before it can drip down my legs.
So hot.
But I complain anyway because it’s what I do. “Are you really about to make me ride home with your cum in my ass?”
He smirks. “Don’t act like you don’t like it, brat.” Then he pulls up my boxer briefs and nips the side of my neck. “Keep that there, so we won’t need lube later.” Goosebumps sheet my whole body at that thought.
We stand, and Marcus tucks away his softened cock and zips up his pants. He rubs the back of his neck, staring at the white streaks on the glass. “Guess I should clean that up.”
I roll my eyes. “You think?”
Marcus gives me a dark look. “Put a lid on the sass or I’ll spank you again.”
“Promise?” I ask hopefully, batting my eyelashes.
“Jesus.” He adjusts his cock, which already seems to be rebounding. “You’re going to literally kill me.”
I glance up as I finish buttoning my jeans and straighten my sweater, frowning at a damp spot of cum on the sleeve. “Are you sure I can’t stay while you FaceTime your brother?” I grab my bag and coat, and we start to walk down the hallway.
Marcus opens the door for me, a reluctant look on his face. “I’m not ready yet. Next month you can meet my whole family, okay?” He scrunches his nose in a charming way. “Plus, Seb wants to talk about an insurance claim.”
“Oh? Did something happen in Vancouver?”
“Good ol’ fashioned bar brawl, from what I hear,” he growls.
“You’re sexy when you’re angry.” I glance around. When I don’t see anyone, I lean in and kiss him quickly. “See you tonight.”
“I can’t wait,” he mumbles against my lips, but he jumps back when two couples round the corner. He gives me a guilty look and closes the door.
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
MARCUS
FEBRUARY
Ismirk down at Jeremy, who’s adorably shifting from one pink Conversed foot to the other. Sabrina and I had some stuff to talk about, so she told me to come to her place for drinks and to bring Jeremy. Even though he knows Sabrina and I aren’tactuallyengaged and that she’s also a lesbian with a girlfriend, he’s still a little prickly, so he took forever putting himself together tonight. Jealous Jeremy looks hot as fuck in his tight jeans and button-down, so I’m not really complaining.
“What?” Jeremy asks, giving me a playful shove.
I shake my head. “Nothing.”
He stops in the deserted hallway. “Uh-uh. Tell me or I’m not going.”
I shrug. “Jealousy just looks good on you, that’s all.”
“I amnotjealous.”
“Right.”
He huffs in annoyance, and we start walking again. Jeremy slides his smaller hand into mine, squeezing so hard ourknuckles grind, and a little spark flutters through my stomach at his possessiveness.
When we get to the apartment door, I knock and we only wait a minute before Sabrina opens it. She’s stunning as always in relaxed jeans and a soft-looking oversized pink sweater, her curly hair loose around her shoulders, and glasses, which I’ve never seen her wear. She gives me a warm smile and steps forward.
“Roy, darling,” she says in a mocking voice and sweeps me into an enthusiastic hug, which is a little awkward because Jeremy refuses to release my hand. “Hello again, Jeremy,” she says as she pulls back and gives him a kind smile.
Jeremy furrows his brows in confusion. “Roy?”
