I looked into Marcus eyes.
"What are you doing " i said looking down at his hands traveling up my shirt.
He just smirked and continued. I didn't know what to do I was too afraid.
I didn't know if I liked this feeling Or not but I had to drop it here. Grabbing his hand and pushing it off me
" you know you like it " he spoke softly in my ear
Yeah I do like it but I can't ... I just can't go there with him, he's too much of a player. He would fuck anything breathing.
"Not anything baby girl; just you " He spoke with that infamous smirk
Shit did I just say that out loud; damn I can't believe I would do something like that. I'm so dumb!
UGHH it's the things Marcus does to me; his touch, voice , presence it just made me act so weird.
I looked at him and instantly regretted it so I looked away.
staring in his eyes for too long just makes me want him even more.
I was pulled out my thoughts when I see him moving closer me as his lips grazed against mine. Leaning forward for more access I feel nothing. I open my eyes and see him laughing at me full blown laughing something I never seen Marcus Reynolds do.
My cheeks heated up as he continues to laugh; I was so annoyed I just walked away.
"Baby girl !" He yelled to me.
Ignoring him I continued to walk until I felt a hand grab me by waist pulling me towards his body.
I tried to squirm out his grasp but he only pulled me closer. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to laugh" he said lower his head close to my neck to where I could feel every word he spoke.
Shivering I shifted in discomfort and scoffed at his words. "Your so annoying, let me go so I can get home!"
"Not until you forgive me" he said as he embraced me into a hug
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Sexual Tension
Teen FictionIs friends with sexual tension and no benefits a thing? I'm pretty sure it is.