Marcus BOOK 5 of the RAZORBACK MC

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TARA'S POV:

A day in bed, on the couch, eating snacks and other foods... and a man who actually talked back with me about things I understood. Someone who listened when I talked about the guys at the club and didn't try to dodge talking s**t or asking me not to do it at all.

Marcus talked with me about everything I felt comfortable with. And I did the same. He asked about certain guys, why they were the way they were, and I made sure not to say too much, and he told me that he wasn't going to brag or whatever about knowing things about some of the guys.

I laid on the couch leaning against him and his arm was around my neck and I was playing with his hand near my chest. "You know... we're going to have to talk about what we are going to do after you leave." He said and I giggled and held his hand tighter while he made a move to grab my boobs.

"I don't know what you mean." I told him and leaned my head back so I could see part of his forehead and he actually grabbed my boob and squeezed it hard enough for me to push back into him some more to get away from his grip.

"Oh really? So when you leave I can go and f**k someone else?" The way he said it was so casual, like it was a real thought to him and I glared at the wall in front of me.

"No."

"So we're a thing." He laughed and turned his hand over my shoulder from grabbing at me to holding my hand and I huffed. "Aww, what? Don't like being tied down but don't want something like me wandering after another chick to fuck." He teased and I rolled my eyes and tried to take my hand from his and he clicked his tongue before his other hand came around and he helped himself to lifting my body up and onto his lap so I was sideways.

"You're kind of too good to share. Who says I want you giving another women all the orgasms you can give me." I shrugged and moved to play with a button on the shirt I was wearing. "Not to mention if you have more than one girl you might get too tired and I might move on to someone else." I told him and he clicked his tongue again.

"You see... I don't want another girl, and as long as you come to me for all your needs, I don't want you seeing another man. Just goes both ways. If you want to stop that's fine. If I want to it's got to be ok with you too." He added and I just nodded and worked my jaw. "We both get busy, if we have free time we hang out." He told me and I just nodded again.

"I don't' have to tell my brother about us do I?"

"Not unless you want to. That's your family. You want to tell them then I know s**t is going to get serious and I would watch my back for a little bit. I heard all about what happened to Bellamy when your brother first found out about him and Sienna. If you tell him something about us I just want a heads up."

"You know even if it got to that point I wouldn't let him do anything to you. I was surprised that Sienna let my brother find out, and that she let them fight." I shook my head remembering how bad my brother almost f****d up the best thing that ever happened for Sienna.

"Aww, you'd protect me from your big bad brother?" He teased and I felt his face go right for my neck and like earlier I flinched and pulled away knowing he was going to either tickle me or bit me. I had enough hickeys and love bites for the prying eyes that have no doubt noticed I've been gone all day.

"You're the big bad man. Giving me all these hickeys." I told him and gave him a narrowed look and he smirked.

"I could have given you a hickey for every orgasm... but I held back." He told me and I rested my head on his shoulder before leaning into his own neck. If he could give me so many I could give him at least one. He leaned his head back and let me suck at the skin all the way around.

I ended up giving him one closer to his chest. I didn't bite like he did me, just sucked and licked.

"You keep that up Tara and we're going to skip dinner." I pulled back and looked at the good gumball size hickey he could easily cover with his cut or a shirt later.

"What's for dinner?" I asked because while I was only kind of hungry, I knew in an hour I would be staving.

"How about enchiladas?" He asked and I licked my lips and nodded. "Good, I know I have everything to make it."

"Make it? You know there's a good place-"

"Wanna learn how to make something that you can show off to your sister and brother or not?" He asked and I bit my lip but smiled and nodded. "Good, then let's go clean up." He told me and I just turned and moved to get up. He slapped my ass when I started to doddle and I just smirked back at him as I walked to the little kitchen.

"Where do we start?" I asked and he of course made me wash my hands and then he told me about how hard it might be incase I got upset, but he told me that he would help when I needed it. He helped me through the entire process, despite me getting upset when I kept rolling the enchiladas and filling kept falling out.

It took about 2 hours to make, cook, eat and I was in the middle of cleaning up when the mood for him stuck again. Not that I was complaining. I was all wet and soapy as he came up behind me at the sink and I rubbed my ass against him until he seemed to get enough of both of us teasing.

"You can let that sit in the sink Tara. I think there is something else that might need a bit of cleaning." he grabbed my hips and I let him steer me around until we weren't in the kitchen anymore. He led me right to the bathroom and started to undo the buttons on his shirt.

"A hot shower and then bed?"

"Maybe dessert later." He added and I just smiled softly. "But for now... let's see how wet and soapy I can get you." He flipped on the water, and started to pull at his own shorts and I leaned back on the towel against the wall as I watched him test the water. Apparently it wasn't warm enough because he turned and grabbed my face, slowly pulling me in towards him instead of against the wall and started to kiss me.

I won't say that I ever liked kissing a man as much as I liked kissing him, it was a weird thought to have, but it wasn't one that I was going to ignore. Just like I wouldn't ignore the fact he was the best s*x of my life.

MARCUS' POV:

I woke up to a feeling of her pushing back into me as he cold ass feet touched mine. I turned over, pulling the blankets with my own feet so they covered hers and I reached around her to hold onto her a bit tighter. She seemed to tense in her sleep but stayed asleep. I kept her warm and almost decided to get up and turn the heater on but with our shared body heat it was getting warmer every second.

I closed my eyes again and with her beside I actually fell back asleep. I got to the same place I was at yesterday. A blissful sleep.

I didn't wake up until the next morning. She was out of bed and I smelled something cooking, and hopefully not burning. I got up and walked out of my room. She was standing at the stove with a white t on this time making eggs and what looked like French toast, her phone playing in front of her on low.

Listening to the little video I could tell it was telling her when to flip the bread in the pan and she kept checking it. She had tongs instead of a spatula but it was working for her. Just like her little dance worked on me when she flipped it and it was a nice golden brown like the video said it was supposed to be.

"Moving on without me huh?" I made her jump, which was hilarious for a second and she smiled.

"I made something all on my own, and I was making you some." She pointed and clipped the tongs at me.

"Well don't let me stop you. I like what I saw with your little dance." I sat down, glad I went with the chairs with padding so I wasn't setting my ass on cold wood or metal. She turned back and grabbed another slice of bread and I got the privilege of seeing her shake her hips to the sizzle as she added the new soaked bread into the hot pan.

She was singing something in her head and I waited as she got the slices out and the eggs on the side were ready to be eaten.  She moved around and sat next to me and I peeked over the counter to make sure that all the fires were off. I got to eat with her next to me, this time she was eating and sending messages.

It was almost like a wake up call. I didn't grow up attached to my phone, and thankfully for work, I also didn't have mine stuck in the palm of my hand like she was now doing. "Guessing you have to leave soon."

"No. Not unless you want me to. I have a family dinner tonight though. Sienna and I talked but we didn't all the way make up so Noelle is trying to get me to come by saying they're having my favorite." She told me and I turned to face her a little bit more and she smirked.

"Don't use me to get out of dinner. You know you should go. No point in staying mad at family for longer than necessary." I told her and she seemed to think about saying something but then I saw her eyes drift over my sisters name on my chest and her eyes softened. "I'd be the sappy guy right now to say that I wish I could go back and do anything with my sister right about now. It's true, I didn't fight with her with a lot of things, just her drug use. If your biggest problem with your sister is that she wants to keep her piece of s**t car, then that's probably the best case scenario." I told her and she seemed to get even sadder but she nodded and looked back at her phone.

"So that means I have to go around noon. That way I can have enough time to cover up all the visible spots on my body. " She told me and I just laughed lightly. "You're the reason I'll be wearing makeup all the time. I won't be able to leave my room without some on."

"So how are you going to sneak in? Especially when I have to drive you back all covered in spots?" I asked and she seemed to think about that.

"I think I have powder in my purse. I can shower and leave my hair down." She said and shrugged. "Besides, you're going to drop me around the corner from the club." She stood up and slowly wrapped her arms around my shoulders and neck before she got me to stand up and she pulled me towards the couch. She hopped up on the back and her legs pulled me in slowly so I was tight against her.

"How many rounds can we go in 4 hours?" I asked her and she smiled even wider.

"Let's find out. I haven't timed us yet." She shrugged like that was a normal thing to say but I shook it off and moved to get down on my knees.

I wasn't sure when we would get to f**k again, but I knew it would be again. If I had to go weeks without tasting her, then I wanted a final taste now.