The Girl He Marked by Laila Callaway novel Chapter 3

Axel's POV.

Grace waits for me on the bed whilst I use the bathroom. I look at myself in the mirror and try to calm my racing heartbeat.

I've had sex before. Sure, it was a while ago now, but it's not like it's easy to forget. I've never felt this nervous beforehand, ever. It's because it's Grace. I want to please her, impress her. It's her first time and I'm feeling a lot of pressure to make it good.

I can practically hear my heartbeat in my ears when I come back out. Grace puts down her phone and sits upon the bed. She looks perfect with her face bare of make—up and her hair down.

I take off my t—shirt and jeans, stripping to my boxers. I leave them on, not wanting to assume anything. I crawl onto the bed next to her and Grace shuffles up to me.

I'm about to ask her if she really wants to go through with this, but Grace grabs the back of my neck and pulls me in for a kiss.

I kiss her back instantly. She climbs onto my lap; her little body is no weight on me. Our tongues collide as she buries her fingers in my hair, pulling gently and scraping her nails over my scalp.

This little minx is trying to drive me crazy. She grinds against my erection, pressing her lace—covering crotch to mine.

I don't know where this seductress has come from, but I'm not going to complain.

My fingers dig into her skin as my hands move with her waist, encouraging her to grind against me. I let her have her way for a short while, let her think that she's in control.

When she almost makes me come in my boxers, I lift her off me. Her lips break from mine and Grace pouts when I place her on the bed next to me.

Before she can protest to me stopping her, I push her back on the bed and start attacking her breasts with my mouth. They've been pressed against my chest, teasing me and now I want to play.

I fumble with the bra hooks and get them undone. Grace helps me take it off, bearing her breasts to me. I latch my mouth down over her left nipple, circling it with my tongue as I trace the areola of her right one with my finger.

I love how sensitive my mate's breasts are. I barely have to touch her for her to start squirming beneath me, begging for more. I kiss down her cleavage and over her stomach, going straight for the place I want to taste next.

I stroke my finger along the top of the garter belt, feeling her soft skin. A trail of goose—bumps forms on her thighs as I drag my hand down it. I pull off her garter belt and then her lacy thong.

Her perfect little pussy is exposed to me, completely bare from her wax. I inhale deeply and growl at the mouth—watering scent. I blow gently on her pussy and Grace shivers.

'Axel,' she moans my name.

I don't tease her any longer. I languidly drag my tongue up from her entrance to her clit. I spread her thighs wider and focus on sucking on her clit. I

Her legs shake as her orgasm builds. Quiet moans escape her plump lips as her sweet juices leak from her lower ones. I flick my tongue faster over her bundle of nerves.

'Axel!' She cries out my name as her orgasm hits.

I lick up every drop of her wetness. When she comes down from her high, I push two fingers inside her, trying to stretch her out in preparation for me.

Grace wriggles on the mattress, looking up at me with her big doe eyes. Her lips are parted, and her chest is heaving up and down with every breath.

'Do you want me to…' she asks breathily, gesturing at my cock straining against my boxers.

I shake my head. 'I want to be in you. But only if you want it, too.'

Grace nods slowly and I don't move. I wait for her to say the words.

'Please, Axel,' she gasps. 'Take me.'

Desire rushes through me and my cock twitches. I yank off my boxers, freeing my cock. I grasp the base and sit between Grace's legs. The head leaks a drop of pre—come and Grace sits up quickly. She wraps her mouth around my cock before I can stop her.

My hips twitch forward involuntarily, pushing my cock further into her mouth. Grace hums with approval and takes me deeper. Despite what I said earlier, I don't try and stop her. My hand goes to her hair, cradling her head as she works my cock.

Her mouth is too skilled, too good. Her tongue swirls around my cock, licking the sensitive underside. I pull her back, making my dick slip from her mouth with a pop.