I can't Hurt You - Marcus Lopez Arguello

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After DeLuca's class Marcus and I did in fact head over to my dorm. We were also in fact making out. Each time we did, it got more heated than the last. Or should I say: each time we did, I think we both wanted to rip each other's clothes off more than the last.

"Fuck..." Marcus whispered under his breath as I placed open mouthed kisses on his neck.

I was grinding my hips on his lap, creating as much friction as I could between us without getting naked. By the noises he was making I think he was satisfied. He had his hands placed on my hips, guiding them to go slower or faster. I had my hands tangled in his curls as I made a couple hickeys that he'd probably find out about later on his collarbone.

"Baby..." Marcus said sounding satisfied.

"Hmm." I mumbled against his neck.

"Baby I have class." Marcus said, not really wanting to stop but having to anyway.

I pulled away from his neck and looked into his honey brown eyes. He stared back into mine, both admiring me and mentally apologizing for having to stop our session.

"Can't you skip?" I asked as I ran one of my hands down his chest.

"I'm gonna fail my classes if I keep skipping so much." He said trying to resist me.

"Ugh." I groaned frustratedly getting off his lap.

I flopped onto my back, lying on my bed staring at the ceiling. Couldn't we just keep making out?

"Can we continue this later?" Marcus asked devilishly as he slipped his hand into my upper inner thigh, squeezing it.

I sat up and faced him.

"Later when?" I asked in return.

"When are you free?" He asked.

"Like right now. I have a free period." I told him.

"You have your last period free?" He asked.

"Some shit about the teacher being out sick." I explained.

"Ah, okay." Marcus said with a look of realization.

"After school?" I asked.

"I got work." He said as he got up from my bed and grabbed his backpack.

"Work? Since when do you have a job?" I asked.

"Since Willie got me a spot at the comic book store." He said.

"What do you even need a job for? It's not like we have to pay for anything while we're going to this school." I asked.

"You're right, but I'd like to get my girlfriend something for her birthday." He said as he leaned down and kissed me.

Shit, I forgot about that. Another birthday, another year I come closer to becoming an adult with absolutely no future if I keep going to this school. It was the holiday I hated the most out of all of them, and that's saying something considering Valentine's Day exists.

"I don't need anything for my birthday. I don't even celebrate it anyway." I assured him.

"Well you're celebrating it this year, with me." He insisted.

"Do I have to?" I asked.

"Yup. You only turn seventeen once." He said, not matching my whiny mood at all since he was so overly happy about this.

"Okay, fine. Just don't spoil me. I hate being spoiled." I gave up.

"Good. And no promises." He said cockily knowing he'd won.

"Alright, well, maybe I'll go pick up a comic book later. If you're coincidentally there we could hang out for a bit. Not like it's illegal to hang at a comic book store after all." I said as I got up and got close to him.

"Right, then maybe I'll see you there." He smiled before giving me a peck on the lips.

"Later, loverboy." I said as he walked out the door, closing it behind him.

He's totally got me dick whipped.

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