Marcus chuckled at that. Amused that she'd spit out the advertisement at him. That was just bloody hilarious. Perhaps he shouldn't have found her embarrassment so amusing, but it wasn't as though he could appreciate the sight often. He grinned when she dropped her head to his chest, realization to what she`d proclaimed kicking in.
When she glared at him, he only smirked right back. "You know," he started, moving his lips to drop a quick kiss on the side of her neck, "if you wanted me on my knees all you had to do was ask." He was still ridiculously amused by her awkwardness and complete ignorance of all thing lingerie, but knowing what was hidden under those jeans and sweater was still, most certainly a turn on.
He smirked knowingly when she assured him that she would not be attempting this again. "Oh, I think you will," he commented, his hands moving to slid up her thighs. Shifting course, he fingers returned to the hem of her sweater and tugged it off for the second time. The damn thing could stay off. He was getting tired of having to take it off. Once the shirt was out of his way, his hands returned to her, lifting her up onto the counter.