Marcus BOOK 5 of the RAZORBACK MC

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TARA'S POV:

I walked around for 8 days making sure that my hickeys were covered. I did more jobs, I did some work at the clubhouse. I made dinner almost perfectly. I either over cooked white rice or I undercooked it because it came out still crunchy. But... the guys said it was edible.

I cleaned, I deep cleaned, and then I started reorganizing and cleaning my room. I went through my clothes, I got a little excited with doing it. Marcus didn't come around the clubhouse but I heard that he was getting long hours at the diner. He was working on finding another server, finding new connections for certain foods and stuff, ways that the club can save money on that diner.

It was good to know that he didn't just forget about me. I did get a glimpse of him coming while I was going this morning and he made sure to keep eye contact until I had to pay attention to where I was going.

Now I was in the clubhouse kitchen, making baked macaroni and cheese, and I made sure to do the 'extra coat' of shredded cheese for the top. I was making sure there weren't any holes when I heard someone set two bottles down. I looked up and saw him and he looked at the big glass pan and to me.

"I am making baked mac n cheese. It's not done yet." I told him and he nodded like he understood now and I looked back to the oven and saw that it wasn't ready yet so I looked back at him. "One of those beers for me?" I asked and he smiled again and nodded.

"Here you are." He popped it open and handed it over and I smiled as I raised the neck to my lips and took a swig.

"Thank you. How has your week been?" I asked him and he took his own long swig from the beer. "That bad?"

"The guy that was working there kept asking about raises and told me I should fire someone so he could get a raise. I told him the first day I was there that it wouldn't be happening until the place was making good money. He quit the second time I told him no raise. Kind of broke some s**t on his way out, nothing too big, a couple cups and a small plate." He told me as he sat down and I shook my head. I swear some men were more dramatic than women.

"Was that today?" I asked and he shook his head.

"Four days ago. I put a help wanted sign up and a couple people turned in applications." He told me and worked at the back of his neck. "No good people, maybe some people who could get some training from the girls who work there." He told me and I just nodded.

"Up for training a complete newbie?" I asked him and he sighed.

"Using the starting salary for the new hire would help us keep up money. I just need to find more ways to get the families to come in and not just single customers." He told me and I listened and tried to think about how to help before the oven beeped.

"Have you ever thought about maybe doing something charitable for a profit?" I asked and he seemed confused.

I put the mac and cheese in the oven, made sure to get it even inside and closed it up and set the timer. I turned back around and started to think. Halloween was coming up, maybe something like a free mini pumpkin for the families that come in. I told him a couple other ideas, and I made sure to ask about him getting Jackie to help advertise something for the diner.

"I was thinking about that, like an added kids menu, maybe some desserts from her place in the cabinet. The cooks there aren't pastry chefs so they do the best but the cakes and breakfast pastries are the best. But she's pregnant right?" He asked and I bit my bottom lip and nodded. "Is she ok to keep working?"

"We'd have to ask her. Or Lucien." I told him and he nodded and looked around as if he was going to see him just strolling through. Sometimes, around here, it worked like that, but others it wasn't that fortunate, and this was one of those times. "I'm sure they'll be around for the baby shower this weekend if you will be." I told him and he looked confused before it seemed to hit him.

"For Avery and Gemma. Right." He nodded and I nodded back. I found it kind of awkward to go to, knowing that Avery was my former guy... but he didn't know that, and he didn't have to know that, just like Gemma didn't have to know about me.

"You'll be here. We can ask Jackie then. it's just another two days." I told him and he nodded. "Are you going to bring a gift?" I asked and he looked at me like he didn't understand. "You know people who come to baby showers bring gifts right? Could just be a bag of diapers. I still have to get them something." I told him and he nodded slowly like he was coming up with a plan.

"Spend the night Friday and we can go early Saturday before the party." He suggested and I smiled and licked my lips.

"And get matching diaper sets?" I asked and he laughed and shrugged.

"I'm sure it's all going to be some mixed up brands." He told me and I just shrugged.

"Ok. Just.... don't get me so sore." I pointed at him and he laughed and shrugged.

"I can't promise that." 

I shook my head and put my head on my chin. "Well now I'm going to be needy and horny for two days."

"No one is stopping you from coming over earlier. We both would just have to set alarms and head to work on time." He told me and stood up himself. "Speaking of work... I have an hour or two of work at the strip club and then I am going home." He knocked the counter and winked like he knew he had me, and then he downed the rest of his beer.

"I'll see, maybe I will bring you something, or maybe... I will send someone to bring you some dinner." I winked and he shook his head but made sure that his cut was on tight as he headed out.

I was finishing cooking the dinner and when I was done eating myself I found a takeout dish and started putting food away to take to him. I took it up to my room, grabbed a good outfit for tomorrow, my minimal makeup that I would need to cover any new hickeys, and I started making sure I had everything I needed. I double checked and then headed out.

And on my way down, who else to run into than my brother.

"Where are you going?"

"Out. Do you need me?" I asked and he looked over my face and I waited. "No?"

"Where are you going?" He asked again and I rolled my eyes.

"Out. Like I said Ryan. Don't ask questions that you don't want to know the answers to. So, I will ask again, did you need me for something or did you just realize I packed a bag?" I asked and he looked down at it and then up at me. "Bye big brother."

"Just be careful, no more surprise babies for this place." He called after me and I laughed outright before going right to the parking lot and getting ready to leave. He didn't follow me, and the entire ride to his house I made sure no one else was following me. 

I got there before him, but not by too much. He pulled up less than ten minutes later. I watched him roll his shoulders like they were tight and I made sure he had space to open his door. As soon as the door was closed he crammed me against the inside of it as he locked it and he leaned down, setting his lips on mine and I hummed against him lips. 

They were sort of chapped, but I didn't mind at all. I waited for his tongue to delve into my mouth and I raised my free hand and kept him close until I felt his hands skate around my hips and then down to my ass. I giggled when he squeezed both cheeks hard and separated them. He pulled back and licked his own lips and I raised to food. 

"It's actually pretty decent." I told him and he nodded and took it, giving me a smile.

"Let's eat then." He took the bag I had put it in from me and I followed him into his little kitchen, shedding some layers as I did. I was now in my shorts and tank top. His house wasn't cold, but it was definitely comfortable. He warmed it up and I got comfortable at the table. I went through some emails as he opened two beers from his fridge and I took mine with a kiss from him too.

"How was the rest of your night?"

MARCUS' POV:

"It's was hectic. Some of the girls didn't like how Haus was letting the guys get more touchy for more money. Some were ok with it, so I had to sit down with Haus and explain that if all the girls aren't ok with it, then s**t won't fly. You can't have different rules for every girl because then the drunk guys wouldn't remember them too well." I told her and she sighed and shook her head before tipping the bottle back.

"Haus is a good guy, but he is kind of a push over when it comes to women. He likes to make everyone happy. It wouldn't be a surprise to me to know that the girls asked if they could do more with the guys for more money because they don't mind it." She told me and I just nodded at her insight but put it to the back of my head. Haus knew the rules were solid now. Even if he wanted to let the girls walk all over him he would be in deep s**t with Razor.

"What were the brothers reactions to the food?"

"They talked a little s**t but were eating it up like they were staving. Granted, they probably were. I made sure to get your stuff put away before too many of them got back." She told me and I just smiled and nodded. I heard the microwave beep and I went to get it. She stayed where she was at the table and I moved around to get a fork. I sat back down and she sipped her beer but kept her eyes on me until I ate my first bite.

"Are you going to stare at me until I say it's good or bad?" I asked and while it was a joke for me, she just nodded and kept looking at me. So I concentrated on the food and took another bite. It wasn't the best I ever had, there were crunchy noodles still, but with someone who has just learned how to make this, it was delicious. "It's good." I told her and she smiled wide. And that s**t was a sight to see. Her smiling like I had just made her night.

"I have to tell you, it's because of you I even tried to keep cooking. Most of the time, when it's just me, I don't like it do it. Even for the brothers. You heard my brother... I burned scrambled eggs so bad one time that I set off the smoke detectors." She told me and I laughed.

"How exactly, did you do that?"

"I left the pan on high as I turned around to start making coffee, I didn't think they would burn so fast." She said it quickly and crossed her arms like she was getting defensive.

"As long as you know what you're doing now.. shouldn't ever happen again." I told her and she sent me a smile like she already knew that and still kept her arms crossed. "Anyone see you coming here?"

"My brother... however the last time he followed me to a guys house was years ago and he saw that it was a little comic book geek." She told me and I took that image into my head and knew I needed more than that, so I started at her as I ate, kind of like I was turning the tables. "I went off to college, and I had my fun. I learned that certain men were better at giving pleasure than others. Guys who don't get laid often want to make a great impression on a girl." She said and I just wondered what that meant.

"Orgasms?" I asked and she nodded and put a fake smile on her face. "Nerds are better at giving orgasms? Than who?"

"Jocks who think their c**k is so big and glorious that when they insert it, suddenly every woman cums." She told me and I moved to scratch the back of my neck. "I have gotten more orgasms from less experienced men on like... an average." She told me and I narrowed my eyes.

"Yeah?" I asked trying to make sure that she was adding me into that average.

"You don't count yet." She smiled for real this time and set her hand on my arm.

"Why not?"

"Last time could have just been a one time thing... repeating the process might mean that you're above the average." She tapped my arm and I was almost insulted that she thought that last time was a fluke until I realized I could just do it all again.

"Above average... but not the best?" I asked and she smiled softly like something was funny but I waited. I saw something flash across her face like she wanted to tell me something but she held it in and just smiled a bit wider than before.

"Maybe I need a repeat performance. Like I said, could have been a stroke of luck last time. Can't say you're the best when it won't happen again." She smiled like she was playing with me, and while I usually didn't play games, this one I would.

"And when I prove it's not a stroke of luck and I am just that good?" I asked and she shrugged like she was happy to say she didn't know and she started to giggle. "Come on, tell me Tara, you going to tell me when I make myself the best you've had?" 

"Yeah sure." She nodded and I made sure to finish eating slowly, letting her finish her beer, and when I was done I rinsed out the bowl and lid before feeling her touching my back. She went up one side of my spine and then down the other with her whole hand. Not trying to tickle, but entice.

I didn't bother to dry my hands, I turned, kind of towering over her and moved to grab her hips and make her jump to wrap her legs around me so our faces were closer.

"Ready?" I asked her and she gave a little laugh.

"Took you long enough." She teased and we both moved in until we were kissing. I kept my eyes open until we were in my room and then I let myself go with the mood. I kissed her, most of her body was lit like a firecracker. A touch or a skim made her moan.

There was no doubt after the first 5 orgasms I gave her that I could do all I did before again. She knew it, but she was too stubborn to admit it, so I went for 10 orgasms from her before I had my own.

We might have both been a sweaty mess as we curled into each other to sleep, but it felt f*****g great to do it.