Marcus smirked, finding his back against the door to her room. The desperate need in her actions only fed his own desire to finally move this whole bloody dance to the last few steps. If she wanted him to hurry, he was all for it. They seemed to have wasted a lot of time as it was. With her jeans gone, he really had little standing in his way. Pushing away from the door, Marcus scooped her back up before depositing her onto the bed.
"I told you," he smirked down at her, pushing his own jeans off his hips, "your sex life has sucked." His was always this good, it was the reason he enjoyed it so much and the reason he wasn't wasting anymore time. Joining her on the bed, his body moved over hers, hands brushing her skin, lips finding hers. It was about bloody time, he had to saw. Her body felt great moving beneath his own.
No sooner had his hands moved to rid her of what remained of her clothing, the door burst open and a very familiar voice had him all but growling. "Katie! I need to ... holy shit." Fucking Lexi. Fucking irritating, cockblocking Lexi fucking Montgomery. Turning his head he glared at the familiar form of his friend. "The door was closed for a reason," he snapped, "Get the fuck out!"
Strangely affronted, Lexi glared back. "Why didn't you lock the door?!"