The Girl He Marked by Laila Callaway novel Chapter 4

Orelia's POV.

His tongue and fingers bring me to the edge again and again. I don't know what Xavier thinks I did to deserve this, but I'm not complaining.

I wouldn't be able to, even if I wanted to. By the comedown of my fourth orgasm, I'm not sure I'm even capable of saying my own name. My breathing is all over the place and my body is covered in a thin layer of moisture.

Xavier arises from between my legs and comes to lie next to me. I reach for his hand and squeeze it. We lay there for a few moments as I recover.

'That was amazing,' I mumble, still unable to open my eyes.

Xavier chuckles and kisses my forehead. 'Good.'

He rolls onto his side and cuddles into me. I feel his erection pressing against my thigh. It's like a hot rod of metal against my skin. Suddenly, I don't feel so out of it anymore.

I sit up, taking Xavier by surprise. He watches me with interest as I kneel by his side and reach for his cock. He lets out a hissed breath through his teeth as I begin stroking him.

I want to taste him, too. I lean down and wrap my lips around the head of his cock. I swipe it with my tongue, tasting his salty tang. He tastes delicious.

Xavier grunts and relaxes back on the bed, letting me pleasure him. I take my time sucking him. Hearing his low moans and gasps is honestly almost as good as feeling the orgasm myself. I can't explain how much pleasure I get out of pleasuring him.

I can't fit all of him into my mouth. I have to use my hand to stroke the base. I move my hand and mouth in time, working up a rhythm.

I can feel his cock pulsing in my mouth. His hips buck up and down and his thigh is tense under my hand. His hands come to my hair, gripping it tightly. He doesn't try to force my head down or apply any pressure, he merely buries his fingers in the locks and holds on.

I pick up my pace, sucking him harder and faster. With my free hand, I cup his balls and stroke them back and forth. It seems to work, because Xavier groans my name and suddenly tenses up.

Warm semen hits the back of my throat. I don't swallow at first. Instead, I wait for the final spurts to stop. With a full mouth, I swallow his load and lick his cock clean. He tastes salty but pleasant enough.

I pull back from his crotch, sit up and wipe my mouth. Xavier lays panting on the bed, looking up at me in lust and awe.

'Thank you,' he says huskily. 'That was…fuck.'

I can't help but laugh at the adorable, dazed expression on his face. He's too cute.

He sits up suddenly, making me jump. He grabs the back of my neck and kisses me like I haven't just finished sucking him off. Uncaring, his tongue enters my mouth and caresses my own.

I kiss him back eagerly, putting my hands on his shoulders to keep him close. Together, we fall back onto the bed. I'm pinned underneath him whilst Xavier supports himself with his hands on either side of my head.

I spread my legs and wrap them around his waist. Pushing my feet into his lower back, I usher him closer.

Xavier breaks the kiss to reach between us. He grasps the base of his cock, lines it up and rubs it between my lower lip. My breath catches in my throat and my heart thumps quickly.

We're both silent in anticipation as he first eases himself inside of me. Our breathing is shallow and quiet. Inch by inch, he slides inside my channel. My hands grip his shoulders as my body is overcome with emotions.

It already feels so good, and he is barely moving. I feel so connected to him at this moment. Our eyes meet and the amount of affection we convey to one another leaves me breathless.

As if knowing what I want, Xavier starts to move. He pulls back almost all of the way and then thrusts back inside. My back arches and my eyes fall closed as the pleasure starts to build almost instantly.

It's orgasmic, feeling him rub the sensitive flesh of my inner walls. Xavier is on the same cloud nine as me. His jaw is clenched, and I can see the tension in his muscles from holding himself back.

I reach up and stroke his cheek. His eyes meet mine.