Page 73 of The Perfect Snipe

Fucking hell, I’m so turned on my eyes flutter as I wait for him to kiss me. But it never comes. Instead, he stuffs my mouth with my fucking thong.

I glare at Leo and he chuckles as he gets up off the bed. Okay, so I’m not really mad. Actually, I’m fucking turned on as hell. Like really, fucking turned on.

My gaze tracks his fingers as he slowly starts to remove his clothes. Oh, this fucking bastard. He’s doing what I did to him that one time.

I mewl, arching and widening my legs, needing him to fill me. To touch me. Anything.

He looks at my pussy and his pupils dilate, hands freezing in place for a moment. His muscular chest rises and falls, nostrils flaring. And I’m not the only one whose nipples are pebbled.

Does he like them played with?

He takes off his jeans, his black boxer briefs tented by his dick, and I sigh, wishing he’d worn a lighter color to show the wet spot from his pre-cum I know is there. Because that shit is hot as hell.

But not as much as his dick. When he loses his underwear, and his erection springs free, I moan loud. He’s so hard, his crown red and drooling. I want to tell him to wrap it and get in me, but I can’t. Not with this stupid piece of lace in my mouth.

“See something you like, Hellcat.”

I nod, arching toward him, trying to communicate exactly what I want.

Leo chuckles and instead of pushing inside me, straddles my chest, and I nearly come without any stimulation. He fists his cock, squeezing at the base. “This what you want?”

My upper lip curls as I try to snarl, wiggling to try to free my hands. But it’s no use, and when he starts to stroke himself, my entire focus falls to his hand.

“You’re right. I do play with my cock thinking about your pretty lips wrapped around it. But I also jerk off thinking aboutyou watching me.” He pumps himself faster. “Always wondered if you’d like watching, and by the way you’re writhing under me, I’d say that you do.”

My eyes flit up to meet his and I narrow them. What I want to say is that two can play this game. But maybe I’ll keep that to myself, otherwise he’ll expect it.

I clench my thighs together, trying to create some friction. There’s no doubt the comforter is wet beneath me.

Leo yanks the lace cup of my bra to the side, grabbing my breast, then pinching my nipple. “Love how perky these are.”

I'm so turned on, I can barely see straight. I want to touch him, to taste him, to feel him inside me. But the belt around my wrists keeps me in place, the thong in my mouth preventing me from voicing my desires. It's frustrating and exhilarating all at once, the knowledge that I'm completely at his mercy sending waves of pleasure coursing through my veins.

Leo's eyes darken, his breaths coming in ragged pants as he begins to fuck into his fist. His eyes lock with mine, his neck corded, the muscles standing out like ropes beneath the skin. “Want my cock in that pretty mouth? Want to taste me?”

I nod because it’s all I can do.

He leans forward and takes the thong out of my mouth, then maneuvers himself so his knees are on either side of my head, but he’s facing away from me.

“Oh, fuck.” It’s all I can get out before he thrusts himself between my lips, pushing deep until I gag.

“That’s it, good girl. Suck me. Show me how much you like it.”

My lips wrap around him and I relax my throat to take him deeper, swallowing to contract around him. The salty tang of his pre-cum coats my tongue, his hard, heated length filling my mouth.

I scream around his cock when he sucks on my clit, his tongue flicking against the sensitive bud. The room fills with wet,sucking and slurping sounds as he fucks my mouth while he eats me out.

The second he pushes a finger into me, I scream around his cock once more, my body convulsing as I shatter beneath him. He doesn’t stop, drawing out my orgasm until my legs clamp around his head, a plea to stop.

He lifts his hips, so his head sits on my tongue. “Suck it, Cat. Suck my cum out of me. Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

My lips tighten around his shaft, my tongue swirling over his head as I suck him hard. His thighs start to shake, his ass clenching, and he groans loud and throaty as he spills himself onto my tongue.

When he’s done, he carefully helps me sit up and undoes the belt on my wrists. I almost laugh as he inspects the skin, making sure I’m not hurt.

“Leo, I’m fine.” I curl up against his side after he tosses the belt to the ground and lays down next to me. “That was the hottest sex I’ve ever had.”

His cheeks turn red as he looks away.

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