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“Sniper!” I grabbed his hair and rode his face until my body went slack. “You are really good at that.”

He flashed a shiny smile up at me, the look on his face was pure masculine pride. “I could eat this sweet pussy all night.”

I laughed and fell against the mattress. “Don’t tease, because I’d totally let you.” I really would, but thoughts of Ethanstill danced on the outskirts of my mind. “But right now I need something more substantial.”

His smile was predatory. “I got something that fits the bill perfectly.”

“Then give it to me.”

Chapter Eighteen

Sniper

Ihadn’t planned on making a meal of Katey’s pussy when she woke up from another nightmare, but how could I resist when she opened up to me and ordered me to make her forget? Fucking her earlier had been a mistake. A delicious, cock-throbbing mistake that I planned to tell her we could not repeat under any circumstances. But when shebeggedme to make her forget? When she came all over my tongue with my name on her lips, all those good intentions and that steadfast resolve… vanished.

“Then give it to me,” she demanded, her voice low and slightly breathless from the power of her orgasm.

“Give you what,” I asked and circled her opening with my index finger.

She moaned and arched into my touch.

“I can’t hear you,” I teased, fingering her in quick, shallow strokes.

“Your dick, Sniper. I want, no Ineedyou to fuck me.”

Well that was exactly the answer I was looking for. I arched my fingers into her body, pumping in fast moves that made her pussy clamp around them. “Give me another orgasm and this cock is yours.”

Katey was so amped up it took less than a minute before her body pulsed and squeezed me in orgasm number two. “Don’t make me wait any longer,” she pleaded.

My cock wept at her words, and I got to my feet as fast as I could and got rid of my clothes. She sucked in a breath as she pushed up onto her elbows and watched me with heat in her eyes. “Ready?”

She nodded, leaning back with her legs spread wide as her fingers played with her wet pussy. “So ready.”

“Good.” I was hungrier than I wanted to admit to myself at just how much I wanted her. Just how badly I needed to slide into her still wet, still pulsating pussy. I climbed onto the bed and quickly settled between her legs, sinking into her in one long, slow stroke. “Fuck, Katey. Yes.” She felt good. Too fucking good.

She clamped around me immediately and my control snapped. Katey held on to my biceps as I grabbed her thighs and pulled her closer, pounding hard and fast. “Oh yes!”

Her hips met mine, stroke for stroke, her pants frantic and gasping, as her pleasure grew closer. The sound was music to my ears, and my hands went to her gorgeous tits, licking and sucking on those hard nipples while she cried and mewled into the night.

“Sniper,” she cried out and gripped me tighter. “I’m gonna come.”

I felt it. She was tight and quivering. “Come. Right now.”

The tension snapped and her body shook through a powerful orgasm, that went on and on as I plunged my cock deep into her body over and over. Her fingertips dug into my flesh as she held on while she rode out her pleasure. “Oh shit! Holy fucking shit!”

Seconds after she came my cock exploded deep inside her, filling her up until I spilled out of her body. “Katey.”

She sucked in air dramatically. “That was amazing, Sniper. Truly.”

With a satisfied smile I rolled onto my back, taking her with me. Katey rested her head on my chest, pressing kisses over my pecs and abs. She kiss me and flicked her tongue over my hot flesh until her movements slowed and eventually, she fell asleep.

I laid awake and listened to her even breathing, wondering what the fuck I did by sleeping with her. It wasn’t just that it was good, hell it was goddamn explosive, it was that she was under my care, and I knew how messy shit could get when you mixed business and pleasure.

“No, stop! Please don’t… stop!” She whimpered and buried her face into my side. “That hurts, stop it!” She flinched and twitched like someone was beating the fuck out of her.

Dammit.I pulled her closer and found myself kissing the top of her head and rubbing her back until she was calm again. But an hour later it happened again. Those goddamn nightmares were terrible, so vivid it seemed, that it was no wonder she was so short-tempered sometimes. The poor woman had to be exhausted.

She whimpered in her sleep and kissed the spot over my heart one more time before she let out a soft moan and drifted off again.

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