The Girl He Marked by Laila Callaway novel Chapter 3

Callie's POV.

Nate doesn't need any more confirmation than that. He must see the sureness in my eyes.

He sits up, taking me with him. I wrap my arms around his neck and hold onto him tightly as he stands.

Nate carries me upstairs, my legs around his waist, my ankles locked against his lower back.

I can't tear my gaze away from his eyes. I'm obsessed with him and the way he looks at me. It's the way you dream of being looked at by your person.

Nate takes me to our bedroom and gently places me on the bed. I lie down and watch him. He takes off his shirt and I greedily ogle his muscular chest.

He reaches for the bottom of my top and pauses, silently asking me for permission. I nod and he pulls the material up. I raise my hands above my head, helping him remove the clothing.

Once my bra is exposed, he climbs over me and captures my lips. I bury my fingers in his hair, gripping tightly so that he can't move away. I don't want him to stop.

Our tongues collide and my arousal flares. I want him so badly; I want him to mark me.

Desperation grips me and I lower my hands to paw at his body. Nate chuckles against my mouth and pulls back a little.

He trails kisses down my jawline and to my neck. My breath catches as he sucks gently on the sensitive skin. His teeth graze the surface and I squirm underneath him, grinding my body against his.

Nate makes a low growl at the back of his throat, and he moves his kisses away from my neck, making me pout. He kisses the tops of my breasts, his lips skimming the fabric of my bra.

Seemingly irritated with it blocking him from exploring further, he reaches under me and unhooks it. I help him slide the bra down my arms and he throws it far across the room.

With my breasts now exposed to him, he immediately latches his mouth onto my nipple. He sucks the hardened peak into his mouth and softly bites down.

I whimper in pleasure and arch my back, pushing my breasts into his face. Nate sucks on my nipple to relieve the pain and rolls the other one between his fingers.

I try to clench my thighs together, but I can't because Nate is between them. All I can do is writhe beneath his touch and grip the sheets on the bed.

He kisses, sucks and bites my breasts, leaving me breathless and covered in love—bites. He pulls back to admire his work, smiling smugly.

His hands go to my jeans, and he pauses again, once more asking for permission. I nod and he unbuttons the jeans, pulling them down my legs. He takes my thong with them, leaving me completely naked for him.

Nate rakes his eyes up and down my body, biting down on his bottom lip as he devours my body with his eyes.

I can feel that my cheeks are flaming red, but I resist the urge to cover myself. The intensity of the desire in Nate's eyes makes me freeze, I let him take his fill.

He climbs back onto me and kisses me senselessly. He dominates my mouth with his tongue, holding my face so that I'm at just the right angle for him.

When he pulls back, my lips are swollen and my breathing shallow.

'You are the most beautiful women I have ever seen,' he says huskily.

My cheeks warm even more, if possible. I smile shyly at him.

'Thank you.'

Nate kisses down my body, sparking goose—bumps in his wake. He nudges himself between my thighs and spreads them further with his hands. Fully exposed to him, I look up at the ceiling, unable to maintain eye contact.

Nate kisses up my inner thigh, pausing at my core. His lips are hovering just over it; I can feel his hot breath against my lower lips.

He places a kiss over my clit, and I let out a breath I didn't know I'd been holding. He parts my lips with his tongue and begins licking me with long, languid strokes.

I quake underneath him and he holds my thighs to steady me. He pushes his tongue inside me, and I gasp at the wonderful feeling.

He moves his focus up to my clit, circling it with the tip of his tongue. My breathing turns ragged as the pleasure builds.

His hand slides up towards my core and I try to ignore it, focusing only on his tongue. Hesitantly, he runs his finger up and down my core, whilst still keep the pressure on my bundle of nerves.