Marcus’ POV
Jesus, I did not expect to be driving to the restaurant with a damn hard on, but f.uck 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.ock against the zipper of my pants, but a curious look from Rory has me stilling again.
She smiles at me shyly, and f.uck 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
