Page 24 of The Sniper


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But it’s more than that. My wholesome little angel deserves more for her first time. More than sneaking around and doing it at a party.

It’s killing me but I can’t stop. I can’t take my hands or mouth off her. Our bodies are in control now.

She moans as I sweep her hair to the side and kiss her neck. Her hands are sliding up and down my arms, feeling my strength. She grabs a fistful of my jacket and pulls me against her.

I have one hand lodged in her silky hair, holding her head to the side as I kiss her collarbone. My other hand is sliding up the curve of her hip, over her waist, then up her stomach, heading for those perky little breasts that have been dominating my mind all night.

She gasps as I cup one in my big hand and squeeze it firmly.

I move my mouth back over hers, hovering over her parted lips. I’m staring down at her with wolfish eyes. “Do you like it when my hands are on you?” I growl.

“Yes,” she gasps, her body writhing in front of me.

I wonder how wet she is. If that little pussy is soaking with need.

Once the thought is in my head, it grows stronger and more demanding with every passing second until I pick her up and lower her ass onto the mahogany island in the middle of the room.

“What are you doing?” she gasps breathlessly.

“Spread your legs, Alina.”

Her eyes widen a little, but she instantly obeys. That sexy red dress creeps up her thighs as she spreads her legs apart.

“Wider,” I command.

She opens them more.

My cock is raging in my pants knowing there’s a wet little virgin pussy waiting for me.

“Should we be doing this here?” she asks as she glances nervously at the closed door.

“Probably not,” I say as I step back and take off my jacket. My eyes are locked between her legs. “Do you want to stop?”

She closes her eyes and moans in frustration. “No.”

“Me neither,” I say as I drop my jacket onto the rack of sweaters. She’s breathing so heavily as she watches me undo a cufflink and roll up my sleeve. Those perky little tits are heaving up and down as I roll my other sleeve up my thick forearm.

She’s so fucking sexy. Her hair is a wild mess, her wet lips are red and puffy from my rough kisses, and her nipples are so hard I can see them through her dress. I let my eyes roam over her body, wanting to remember every detail of this moment.

“Pull that dress up for me, baby,” I growl as I loosen my tie. “I want to see if your panties are nice and wet.”

She shyly takes her red dress and slowly pulls it up. My cock jolts in my pants at the sight of her inner thighs. My mouth waters as I think about how sweet it will be to bury my face between them and taste her juicy cunt.

The bottom of her red dress slides over her white panties and I let out a groan. A wet spot is visible on her mound and I can’t take my heated eyes off it.

“How wet are you?” I ask as I unwrap my black tie from around my neck and let it drop to the floor.

“So wet.” She bites her bottom lip as she watches me return. “I’ve only been wet for you, Sebastian. I’ve dreamt about this so many times.”

“It’s time to make your dreams come true,” I say with a grin as I slide my palms up her bare legs. Her body trembles as I glide past her knees.

Her thighs are so soft. So supple.

She moans as I lean down, dropping to my knees in front of her.

“Oh god,” she whispers in a sexy little voice as I bring my face up to her sex. I softly kiss her pussy over her wet underwear and then I inhale deep, smelling her arousal. My insides are on fire and her lustful scent is like pouring gasoline all over it. I’ve never needed anything like I need her.

“I’m going to take off these panties,” I say as I grab the waistband in my fists, “and I’m going to taste you.”

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