Marius by Madison Stevens Page A

fingers deep into her dark brown roots.
    His soft words stirred something in her. She hadn’t really known how she felt about Marius. It was clear that he was amazing to look at, but there was more. Something that maybe he wasn’t letting out and maybe even hid. The idea that she made him feel something he didn’t feel with others sparked something in her.
    Rachel moved her hands and laid them on his strong arms. The muscles beneath his thin white shirt rippled as he shifted. Still exploring, she slipped her hands further up until she’d wound her arms around his neck and pulled him toward her again.
    “He wants me?” she asked, curious why he’d even care about Rem.
    “Fuck him,” Marius growled before his lips came crashing down on her own.
    His arms fell from the chair to her back as he pulled her hard against him. She gasped when her hot center pressed firmly against his rigid length. She wrapped her legs around his back and held on. Marius growled against her lips, and she could feel her heart pick up in her chest.
    He slanted his head over hers for a deeper kiss. Without question, she opened her mouth and let him in. Their tongues twined, and her body flushed at the erotic way he moved his mouth.
    Rachel ground against him for some relief, but her pants were in the way. Never before had she wanted to rip off her clothes before until now. She pulled her head back and huffed in frustration.
    Not stopping, Marius slid his mouth along her neck to the sensitive spot behind her ear. She slipped her hands into his hair as he sucked there.
    “More,” she whispered.
    He slid down slightly and frowned. Normally, she liked to wear button-up shirts, but today, she had picked out a thicker blue pullover shirt. In one, move he whipped the shirt over her head and flung it over her shoulder.
    Marius stared at her now lace-covered breasts. She knew they weren’t as large as others and started to cover herself. His bright glowing eyes found hers and frowned. He pulled her hands away and reached for the front clasp.
    “I want to see,” he said.
    Her hands fell limply to her sides, and she watched as his large hands unsnapped the bra. The scraps of fabric slipped to the side, and her breasts sprang out, the pointed peaks begging to be touched.
    Marius stared at them and then at her. He leaned forward with his eyes still fixed on her and brought his mouth to one rosy bud. Rachel bucked as he placed it in his mouth and swirled with his tongue. Her hands slipped into his hair, if anything, just to keep her in place.
    She moaned loudly.
    Marius pulled back with a loud pop and moved his mouth to the other side. His hand came up to massage the breast he had just left.
    The ache began to build. It felt good, but she wanted more. She lifted her lower half and rubbed it against his now throbbing cock. She could feel him grow, and she wanted nothing more than to feel it deep inside her. Rachel slipped a hand between them and ran it along his length. Marius moaned so loudly she was nearly startled.
    Suddenly, she was cold and half balancing herself on an empty chair, nearly naked.
    “As soon as you know about those numbers, you should tell Titus,” Marius said, moving away. He busied himself across the room, looking anywhere but at her.
    Rachel felt heat flame her face. She snapped her bra closed and stomped over to him.
    “What the fuck?” she shouted.
    He still looked elsewhere, and she had to take a deep breath to keep from smacking him.
    “I think maybe I should—” He inched to the door, but she cut him off.
    “Oh, I don’t think so, bub. You don’t get to suck my tits and then just race off.”
    His gaze shot to the door and then to her face. Marius glared at her.
    “Mind keeping your voice down?”
    Rachel crossed her arms over her chest, only managing to push her breasts up further. Well good! He should have to look at the evidence.
    “Yes, I would mind,” she said loudly. “I’m good enough to play with, but you