Chapter 3

“I’m not supposed to like this,” I whispered, voice rough and low, forehead still pressed to the seat as another shaky breath punched out of me. 

“You’re my dad’s best friend. This is so wrong. But my cock won’t stop throbbing in your hand and my hole keeps twitching like it wants more.”

“Every time you pinch my nipple it goes straight to my dick and makes more pre-cum leak out. I’m getting so close, daddy. If you don’t stop I’m gonna cum all over your fingers right here in the back of this van with my parents right in front of us.”

Marcus growled low against my...