The Girl He Marked by Laila Callaway novel Chapter 4

'Do you know what you're wearing yet' My mother asks through the phone.

'Not yet, Mum, no. The party isn't for another five days.'

'It doesn't hurt to be prepared.'

'True. I'll probably just wear a dress.'

'Okay. And we're still on for tonight'

'Yes. Lance and I will be there about five o'clock.'

'Perfect, I can't wait! See you then.'

'See you later, Mum.'

I hang up and pull up my sister's contact details. I click on her number and call her.

'Hey, sissy,' she replies chirpily.

'Hey, Orelia. Are you still coming tonight'

'Yes! Xavier and I will get there just after five.'

'Perfect. By the way, do you know what you're wearing to Noelle's birthday party'

'Goddess, you sound just like Mum.'

'I know! She's just been asking me. I don't know yet.'

'Neither do I. It's going to be warm so probably a skirt or shorts.'

'Cool. Okay.' I spot the police car rounding the corner in the distance. 'I gotta go. I'll see you later tonight.'

'Alright! See you later, sis.'

I hang up and slip my phone into my handbag. A second later, the police car pulls up in front of me. The window rolls down and my handsome mate leans out.

'Well, hello beautiful,' he drawls the cheesy line. 'I'm afraid I'm going to have to pick you up for being too attractive. It's dangerous. You're causing a public disturbance.'

I roll my eyes at him and round the car. I get in on the passenger side and put my handbag down at my feet.

'How was your day' I ask him as he pulls away from the curb and back into the road.

'Pretty average,' he replies with a shrug. 'It's getting a whole lot better now.'

I smile at his corniness. 'What's with all the cheese today'

He grins back at me. 'I guess I'm just extra appreciative of how amazing my mate is today.'

'Are you sure that's nothing to do with having cop—car sex'

He winks as a response and turns his attention back to the road. He drives us out of the city and into the outskirts, where there is mostly countryside.

Lance turns off down a dirt road and pulls into a deserted layby. There's no one around for miles; we're safe.

Once there, we both get out of the car and into the back of it. Thankfully, Lance gave it a good cleaning this morning. Goddess knows who has been in the back of this car.

The moment we get in, Lance grabs my thighs and lifts me onto his lap. Straddling him, I get comfortable and run my hands through his hair. His eyes briefly close as he enjoys the attention.

When his eyes open again, they are dark with desire. I love seeing how much he wants me, it's such a confidence boost.

His hands go for my skirt. He pushes it up until it is bunched around my waist. With one sharp tug, he rips my lace thong from my body. The action makes me gasp and we both look down at my bare pussy, completely exposed to him.

He discards the scraps of lace on the seat next to him and then begins working on his belt. I push his hands away and take over, wanting to undress him.

He sits back in the seat and lets me free his cock. My hand delves eagerly into his boxers and wraps around the throbbing length. I pull it free and stroke him. Lance lifts his hips and pulls his trousers and boxers down, giving me more access.

As I stroke his cock, his fingers move between my legs. He slides them up and down my lower lips, getting them slick. When he thinks I'm ready, he pushes two fingers inside of me.

I can't believe that we're out here, in the middle of nowhere, and that I'm being finger—fucked in the back of a police car. He scissors his fingers inside of me, sending desire burning through me like a wildfire.

He doesn't stop until I climax. I clamp down on his fingers and ride out my orgasm. Lance whispers words of encouragement and kisses my mark, only increasing the euphoria that I'm feeling.

I'm shaking when I finally catch my breath. I think that one is the only one I'm getting, and I start stroking his cock again.

Lance has other ideas.

His fingers move inside me. He pumps them in and out, working up a frenzy inside me again. I didn't think it was possible to come again so soon, but suddenly my body is convulsing and I'm moaning loudly.

When I catch my breath after my second orgasm, he goes again for a third. I try to tell him that I can't, but he proves me wrong. Pleasure goes hurtling through me again.

My body is weak from pleasure when he finally relents and pulls his hand back. I can feel my wetness dripping down my thighs. Determined to have him inside me, I spread my legs wider and grasp his cock. Lance helps me line his cock up and together, we join our bodies.

I sink down on his lap, taking every inch of him. He lets out a low groan as I take him to the hilt. His fingers bite into my hips and his hips thrust upward.

'Fuck, baby,' he moans. 'You feel so fucking tight.'

I put my hands on the seats on either side of him for support, but Lance grabs my wrists and puts my hands on his shoulders. Steadying myself, I raise up and let his cock slide out of me. When he is almost completely out of me, I sink back down on him.

I repeat this action again and again, riding him in the backseat of the car. Gradually, I increase my pace. Lance bucks his hips, meeting my thrusts halfway.

We bring each other towards our climaxes. The car shakes with our movements but we don't care. We have other things on our minds right now.

'Ines,' Lance gasps. 'I'm close.'

'Me too,' I whisper.

Almost as soon as I've finished my reply, my orgasm hits me. It barrels through me, knocking me breathless and making my vision blur. The pleasure is all—consuming.

Lance wraps his arms around my waist and holds me against him. He takes over thrusting up, filling me with each stroke upwards. He grunts in my neck as he finds his release.

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'So, how has your day been, Lance' My mother asks from across the dining room table.

My mate gives me a sideways glance and I give him a knowing smile in return.

'Pretty much perfect, actually, Aurora,' he replies smoothly. 'It's been a great day.'

She grins. 'Good. And please, call me Rory.'

My other mother, Lydia, comes in with dessert. We all tuck into our portions. My sister, Orelia, is sat with her mate, Xavier, across the table from Lance and me. My two mothers sit at opposite ends of the table, at the heads.

'Please tell me that you have the presents for Auntie Noelle covered' I ask my mums.

They both snort like I've just asked a stupid question.

'Of course, we do,' Lydia replies.

'Great. Can Ines and I get in on those' Orelia asks. 'We'll give you some money for them.'

'Sure, but the money isn't necessary.'

The dinner conversation moves onto Noelle's birthday party. It's a big deal for the family to get together. It doesn't often happen that we manage to get all of us in one space.

There are so many of us and we all have such different lives that it is hard to find a time where everyone is available. We have to savor events like birthdays, weddings and holidays because it's the only time that we're all together.

I can't wait to see everyone.

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