Sweet and Vicious(Margarelli Brothers 1)

I was going to kiss the hell out of my bride-to-be. I was going to touch her. Just a little. And I was going to leave her wanting.

I had to. If I had any chance of making her as crazy for me as I was for her, I needed to play that beautiful body of hers like a grand piano.

I needed to invade her mind, not just her delectable flesh. Her every waking thought should be of me. Wondering what I would do to her next. Hoping I would touch her again soon.

Praying for release.

Begging for me.

“Evie,” I whispered against her lips before slowly and methodically exploring every inch of her mouth. I teased and stroked her tongue until it danced with mine, tangling urgently together.

Ah, that was it.

Evie’s hips rocked against mine. Just once. But I knew I had her.

She had no idea what she was doing. She was as green as they came. I didn’t even need to ask her if she was a virgin.

I could feel that she was.

But she wasn’t awkward. Her natural grace and healthy young body more than made up for any hesitancy. I had a feeling that Evie was going to take to sex like a duck to water.

A sexy little duck.

“I need to touch you,” I murmured, kissing her neck and letting my hand move slowly toward her chest. She gasped as my hand closed over her luscious breast. Just one. I molded it with my hand, rubbing my thumb over the silk of the dress and the thin fabric of her bra. I was rewarded by a hard nipple thrusting straight up into my palm.

I wanted to suck that nipple. Lick it. Pinch it. Bite it.

But I didn’t. I kissed my way down to her cleavage and stopped, heading back up again. My hands were on both of her tits now. My cock was pressed between her thighs.

Fuck me, I have never been harder. Not even close. It fucking aches.

I suddenly realized I was not going to be able to stop. There was no way. I was already close to the edge.

This girl had me ready to come, just from touching her tits. They were spectacular tits, from what I could tell through her clothes. But it was insane.

What the hell is happening to me? I thought as our hips started to move together. I cursed, letting my hands move down to hold her hips, to guide her to meet mine with every circle.

We were dry humping. And it felt spectacular.

I started to grunt rhythmically, the way I did before I came. My balls were full and ready to burst. I felt the tip of my cock getting wet from my own pre-cum.

And Evie . . . sweet Evie had her arms around me and was making these sweet little mewling sounds that drove me absolutely up the wall.

“Evie . . . oh, fuck, I can’t.”

I pulled her arms off and threw myself away from the couch and from her, standing. We stared at each other, both out of breath.

“Did I do something wrong?”

I shook my head, reminding myself that she was an innocent.

Yeah, I know, dipshit. Otherwise, I would be balls deep in her.

I closed my eyes, resisting the urge to push my cock down. Nothing would make a dent in it, I knew. Nothing but her.

Hours and hours of Evie.

Days.

Weeks.

Months.

Fuck, I had a feeling it would take years to take the edge off.

Just the goddamn edge.

“I need to go out. Get some rest,” I said gruffly. I wanted to go back to that couch. I wanted it bad. I pressed a quick kiss to her forehead and turned away. “Sleep in the bed,” I added.

It might be stupid, but I wanted her in that bed. I wanted to sleep beside her instead of taking the couch tonight. It was tempting fate, that was for fucking sure. Then again, maybe I should just stick with the couch.

“Will you sleep there too?” she asked sweetly. She wanted to know what our status was. What phase of intimacy. But I couldn’t answer her because I didn’t fucking know.

“Not tonight,” I rasped out, barely able to look at her. She was too pretty. Too tempting. Too fucking perfect.

I turned away, grabbing my keys and wallet. I needed to get out of here. I needed to go for a drive.

I had the windows down and the music blasting. It was cold out at this hour, and the roads were pitch black. But I had a shit-eating grin on my face.

Driving the mountain roads in the dark was pretty much like living in a video game. Plus, my vehicle was made for this shit.

Top of the line all the way, baby.

I had a route I liked to take. All the way to the mountaintop. The site of my future escape.