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The Girl He Marked by Laila Callaway novel Chapter 4

'I know I tease you a lot, sis,' Rian says. 'But honestly, it's so great to see you this happy.'

The two of us are up the earliest on Sunday morning. Our parents are still in bed, and I left Sebastian snoring softly on his back.

I loved having him in my old bed last night. It was the first time that Sebastian and I have shared a bed together. I had such a good night's sleep; I will definitely ask him if I can move into his room when we get home.

'Thanks, Ri,' I reply as I'm setting the table.

I step back and admire the table settings that I've laid out.

'It's been a while since we've made the table, hasn't it'

Rian nods. 'A long while. You need to come see my flat soon, I think you'd be impressed.'

'Oh, yeah You managed to keep it clean'

My brother snorts. 'Of course! It was so expensive that I never let it get messy.'

'Makes a change from your old bedroom, then,' I comment dryly.

He rolls his eyes but nods in agreement. 'Yeah, I guess. But I've decorated it real nice, you know, for when I meet my mate.'

'I can't wait for you to find her,' I tell him.

I avoid the usual response of; you'll meet her soon. I hate that. I've been told that for years. It's not what you want to hear.

By the time the rest of the household is up, Ri and I have finished cooking breakfast and serve everything up as a buffet.

My mate comes down and kisses me good morning. We plate up our food and sit together at the table.

There are a few discussions about when we will next visit and how, next time, we will see Rian's flat, too.

We leave after lunch in the afternoon. Jake chooses to stay over at his friend's house for a sleepover.

Sebastian doesn't mind because it gives us some alone time. In the evening, we cuddle on the sofa.

'I still think about you in that shower,' I mumble, my cheeks burning at the memory.

He chuckles and kisses my neck. 'Yeah Do you want another look A closer one this time'

I bite down on my bottom lip and roll over to face him. I nod in answer to his question.

'I don't like sleeping around, so I have to handle my needs myself,' he explains. 'It was just a bit of a surprise to have my mate catch me in the act.'

His words please me greatly. 'Glad to hear it,' I tell him.

I sit up and straddle his lap on the sofa. Feeling bold, I reach for the bottom of his t—shirt and tug it gently. He gets the hint and helps me slip it off, over his head. I discard it on the floor behind us. His jade eyes darken to forest green when I remove my jumper, leaving my breasts in his face.

'You've met your mate now, I'd be happy to help you take care of your needs,' I whisper, in a voice that I hope is seductive.

He groans and leans his head back against the sofa. 'Fuck, you're incredible, little mate,' he says huskily.

I smirk at him. He's not seen anything yet.

I slide from his lap onto the floor. He watches me with hooded eyes as I kneel between his legs and unbuckle his jeans. I unzip them and he lifts his hips, helping me slide them off his legs. I do the same with his boxers, until he's sitting naked on his sofa.

His cock looks just how I remember it, even if I only saw it from afar the first time. It's huge and angry looking, my mouth waters at the sight.

My eyes glance up to meet his. His eyes are wide with anticipation and excitement. I think he likes me kneeling between his legs.

I place my hands on his thighs and gently scrape my nails down them, drawing a shiver from him. I wrap my right hand around the base of his dick and pump twice. A pearly drop of pre—cum oozes from the tip, I lean forwards and swipe my tongue across the head to taste it.

I almost moan at the explosive taste, it's tangy and delicious. I maintain eye—contact as I wrap my lips around the head of his cock. I suck on it and swirl my tongue around it, getting it wet. Then I slip it from my mouth and rub the head across my lips, spreading out my saliva so my lips are wet.

This time, when I wake him into my mouth again, I slide my lips down his full length. His cock hits the back of my throat, I relax it and take him deeper, until I've taken it all.

He groans and throws his head back. 'India, that's so good,' he moans, and I love hearing my nickname from his lips.

I very gently graze my teeth over his cock as I slide up it. I protect him from my teeth with my lips on the way back down. His hands bury themselves in my hair as I begin bobbing up and down on him, sucking hard.

My cheeks are hollow and my lips form a suction around his shaft. He thrusts his hips, pushing his cock into my mouth at his pace. I take it all, until my nose runs, and tears roll down my cheeks.

'Baby, you gotta stop, you're gonna make me come otherwise,' he says huskily, his voice thick with desire.

He grabs me under my armpits and pulls me up onto the sofa. He guides me to lay down on my back across the seats. His large hands grip my thighs and push them open. He settles between them and blows gently on my exposed pussy.

'It's been a long time since anyone has touched me baby, I want you to know that,' he whispers as he strokes my pussy lips up and down, 'I only want you; you are my one and only.'

He presses a thick finger inside of me and I know he can tell how long it has been for me, from how tight I am. 'It's been a while for me, too,' I mumble back, and he chuckles.

'I can tell,' he comments and adds another finger, stretching me.

I throw my head back as he pumps his fingers and swirls my clit with the tip of his very skilled tongue.

'Goddess, you taste incredible,' he rasps against my pussy. His words only turn me on more.

He fingers and licks me until he draws an orgasm from me. I gush against his face and clench down on his fingers as I reach a high, I didn't know was possible.

In my comedown, I realize he's sat me up and is now placing me on his lap. He holds his dick up, rubbing it along my pussy, to get it wet.

I hold myself up with my thighs and place my hands on his shoulders for support. I line myself up with him and I feel his head at my entrance. I look up and we make eye contact. We remain eye—locked as I sink down onto him.

We moan together at the feel of us becoming one. His strong hands grasp my hips, his fingertips dig into my flesh.

I use my thigh muscles to lift myself off his dick and slide back down it, slowly riding him. His head falls back against the sofa as I set the pace.

Gradually, I increase the pace, working my thighs as I ride him. His fingers dig in harder and little grunts escape his soft lips.

Unable to resist, I lean forwards and kiss him. He moves his hands up to my hair and holds me in place whilst he fucks my mouth with his tongue.

My hips are still as he takes over, thrusting upwards, into me. I moan into his mouth as my orgasm starts to form. My pussy clenches around him and he groans back.

We pull back and rest our foreheads together, panting heavily. I roll my hips and whimper as I start to come.

'Baby, I'm going to come,' Sebastian groans and begins pistoning his hips up into me.

I throw my head back and moan as my orgasm overwhelms me. Sebastian's thrusts slow and then stop as he releases himself inside me.

We slowly come down together, holding each other tightly. He's still inside me as I lay my head on his chest.

'How about we take a shower Together, this time,' he suggests, and I chuckle.

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