Chapter 74

(Marcus's POV)

"You have my consent." her voice is low and I smile against her neck.

But before I could do anything she talks again, "Wait, y-your family-- downsta--" I cut her small nervous words off with a chuckle while my heart is practically melting from her words.

She'd be fine with being concerned about my family downstairs, even though she wants it and that makes me want to whisper those three special words in her ears right now.

God, I love this woman.

"Did you forget we're on the third floor?" I kiss down her neck and all I hear is a small hummed before her hands slide up my torso and tangle into my hair. My hands reached her bunched-up dress at her hips and I lifted it higher before I push off the straps from her shoulders.

My lips traveled along her collarbone as my other hand travels down her body slowly, smirking a bit when I hear her small moans and the fact that she was trying to press her thighs together.

With her dress now huddled at the top of her hips, my finger fi