The Girl He Marked by Laila Callaway novel Chapter 3

Axel's POV.

I haven't sent a dick pic in a long time and even then, I only sent nudes to one girl.

I find a good angle, getting in my big thighs. Girls love that shit.

I feel a bit nervous as I hit send.

It's a Wednesday night and I never thought I'd be exchanging nudes with my innocent girlfriend.

Not quite so innocent anymore.

Should I feel bad for corrupting her

I can't feel bad, not when it feels this good.

Fuck. I want to suck him.

Grace's reply makes me drop my phone on my face. I curse as it hits my lip. It immediately starts to swell up, where it knocked against my teeth.

Fuck sake.

That text made me drop my phone! I want you to as well.

I rub my sore lip as I reply to her.

I switch back to Grace's picture and start touching myself again. Grace doesn't reply for a few minutes, so I get into it.

I stare at the picture. I've seen the lower half of her body, but I've never seen her boobs before.

From what I could tell from when she's worn tight clothing, her breasts are the perfect handful for me. Seeing them in the bra, pushed up and offered like that, fuck.

I just want to squeeze them and kiss them. I want to see her nipples. I wonder what color they are.

'Fuck,' I curse under my breath as my orgasm looms.

Grace replies to me as my balls tuck up against my body, ready for an orgasm.

Her message pops up at the top of the screen, above her nude.

I just came whilst looking at your dick pic.

FUCK!

Her text sends me over the edge. Picturing my little mate touching herself whilst she looks at my cock is too much.

My orgasm bolts through me. My whole body tenses up and then relaxes. Thick ropes of my come land in hot streams across my hand and chest.

I lay panting for a moment, catching my breath.

Once I've cleaned myself up, I reply to Grace.

That text was so hot that it made me come.

I can imagine Grace blushing her head off as we exchange texts. I can't believe how dirty my girl is being.

We message back and forth until 10, when we say goodnight. I can't wait to see her at school tomorrow.

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I arrive at school with a smile on my face. Xaden doesn't even bother to ask, he knows it's a cause of Grace. I'm glad he doesn't, because I wouldn't tell him anyway.

What my girl and I do is my business. I'm not going to brag about it in the locker—room like an ass.

I'm sat in the common room with Rory, Finlay and Xaden when Grace arrives.

It's slightly colder today. She's wearing a big jumper and leggings. I undress her with my eyes, imaging the red lingerie beneath.

I snap out of it when she walks over to us, a small smile on her lips.

It's not even 9 AM, get your head out of the gutter.

I scold myself for mentally undressing her. She's my girlfriend, but I shouldn't be sexualizing her like that.

As soon as she is within reaching distance, I grab her waist and pull her onto me. She squeaks with surprise but gets comfy, snuggling against me.

'Did your girlfriend tell you about our shopping trip' Rory asks with a grin.

Grace blushes bright red and buries her face in my neck. Xaden and Finlay look over with interest, but Rory quickly shoos them away with her hand.

'We had a lot of fun,' Rory says proudly. 'Grace was embarrassed, but I managed to convince her to try some stuff on.'

Grace nuzzles her face further into my neck and I wrap my arms around her. I look at Rory over Grace's head.

'Thank you,' I mouth to her.

She grins. 'Anytime,' she mouths back.

'Was the red underwear the only thing you got from there' I whisper in Grace's ear.