No joking this time.”
“Honestly? XXX From my purse, I pulled out my phone and began texting Chelsea to let her know that I had a ride, while Marcus exited the parking lot. Now get on your knees and turn around!” Marcus eagerly demanded, as he hopped up, steadying himself with his right leg on the seat as I pushed myself up and directed my ass towards him. I nodded. . I looked over, and for fuck’s sake, it was Marcus. I tried keeping up with him, stroke for stroke, but he was just too damn fast. “You said you are wild and that you know how to have a good time,” he accused me, as he pulled into a space in the desolate lot. Marcus leaned in and took a big sniff. Fucking Marcus and his stupid ass jokes.
