Page 63 of The Perfect Snipe

For a moment, I'm sure I'm hallucinating. That can happen if too much antihistamine builds up in your system.

"You . . . you're in love with me?" I manage to stammer out, my brain trying to catch up with what's happening. "Did you hit your head at practice or something?"

His lips twitch as he fights off a smile, unsuccessfully. “Look, I know it’s putting the cart before the horse, and that we haven’t even gone out on a date yet . . . but, yeah. I am.”

I gnaw on the inside of my cheek, gaze focused on his face. The kids, this family, they mean so much to me. Leo means so much to me. Instead of speaking, I surge forward, pressing my chapped lips against his. It’s not graceful or sexy, and I sort of lick his lips because he didn’t open his mouth fast enough.

But still . . . it’s perfect.

He reaches up, his fingers running through my hair as he pulls me closer, deepening our kiss.

When we break apart, both a little breathless, I can't help but laugh. "In case that wasn't clear enough, I'm in love with you too."

Leo cups my face in his hands, his thumbs stroking my cheeks. "Yeah?"

I nod, leaning into his touch. "Yeah."

He laughs, the sound rich and full of joy, then he's kissing me again, his tongue invading my mouth like he owns it. His calloused hands slide down to my waist, pulling me onto his lap.

I tug at the hem of his shirt, desperate to feel his skin against mine. He breaks the kiss just long enough to pull it off, revealing his defined chest. My hands run over his muscles, tracing the ridges of his abs, then dip under his sweats.

Gripping his thick, hard shaft, I marvel at the hot silkiness of his skin as I tug and pump him, feeling him grow even harder in my hand. "So fucking hard already, big guy."

“Baby, I’m always hard for you.” He shifts me off his lap and stands. “Take everything off, Hellcat. I need to see every inch of you.”

As I undress, he walks off, leaving me momentarily confused until he comes back with a string of condoms. I can't help but smile, my eyes falling to his light gray joggers. Not just at the way they're tented, but at the growing wet spot where his crown presses against the material. I bite my bottom lip, feeling a rush of wetness between my own legs.

“Turn around and brace yourself on the back of the couch. Spread those pretty legs for me, ass in the air.”

I adjust myself into position, but he pushes me forward until I’m mostly leaning over the back of the couch. Then he pushes my legs wider with his knees. I’m about to turn around to see what he’s up to when his tongue laps at my pussy, a long, slow lick that has my back arching. “Oh, fuck.”

“So wet for me already. Love the way you taste, Hellcat. Like fucking sin.” His lips wrap around my clit, sucking gently as his tongue flicks against it.

I push back, wanting more, especially when his tongue pushes inside me. Leo grabs my hips, pulling me tighter to him, then runs his tongue all the way up my ass, and I smack the back of the couch. "Holy shit!"

Okay, I’ve had good oral sex before, even great. The first time Leo went down on me was amazing. But this . . . no one’s completely eaten me out. And definitely not the way Leo is.

“Ride my face, Hellcat. Show me what a dirty girl you are.”

Dirty girl?

Oh, I’ll show him.

I place my foot on his chest and push him away, then flip over so I’m sitting on the couch. After throwing my legs over his broad shoulders, I grab a fistful of his blond hair and yank him back to me. “Showmewhat that mouth can really do.”

He growls, then devours me, his mouth and tongue working in tandem. I ride his face, covering his mouth and chin until they're dripping with my arousal. He licks me everywhere, sucking and flicking my clit until I come all over him, my body convulsing with the force of my orgasm.

As my body starts to go limp, he hoists me up and positions me back over the couch. “My turn.”

Once a condom is on, Leo pushes into me in one hard thrust, grabbing my hips for leverage as he fucks into me hard and fast. Looking over my shoulder I can’t help the mewl that escapes my lips when I find him watching how he fucks me.

“Like what you see, Hartman?”

His eyes snap up to mine. “Don’t last name me.” Then he slaps my ass. “Not after I told you I loved you.”

I push back into him. “Oh yeah. Is that why you licked not just my pussy but my ass? To make all of me yours?”

“Fucking right.” He grabs my wrists and pulls my arms behind my back in such a way it forces me to arch as he fucks me even harder. “I want you to be mine, but I need to hear it from you.”

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