Talia POV
Marcus groans like I've physically hurt him.
"You know I can't say no to you," he replies with a tortured smile.
He fixes his clothes then steps out.
I remain laying there, not bothering or attempting to move.
“ You don't want to join me at the front? You could keep me company.” Marcus proposes but I chuckle.
“ Unless you want to drive with your c**k inside my mouth.” I reply and he chokes on his saliva.
The car pulls away before speeding towards my house.
The drive to my apartment is the longest fifteen minutes of my life.
Marcus's one hand manages to remain at the back on my thigh the entire time, his thumb drawing circles that are both soothing and maddening.
Every red light feels like torture.
Finally,we pull up to my building.
We barely make it through the lobb
