Chapter 2

Alex’s POV.

Marcus didn’t stop for shit. His rough hand shoved all the way down inside my shorts, calloused fingers wrapping tight around my leaking cock, skin sliding against skin as he gave it one long slow pull from the base all the way up to the head where pre-cum was already beading and dripping steadily.

I sucked in a sharp breath through my teeth and pressed my forehead harder into the back of the seat, biting down on my own forearm to keep the sound from escaping while my thighs started shaking under the heavy blanket.

The van was still crawling through traffic and Dad had the...