SNIPER 14

I want the Sniper to nibble my ear.

I want to lace my fingers in between his.

I would be lying on the bed with him on top of me, kissing me hard and exhausted from work. He would be eager to get started, already fumbling with my belt, as I would skip the foreplay and unbutton his top, revealing his toned, sweaty abdomen.

He would plant his lips firmly on mine, breathing deeply and taking in my scent. His kisses would trace the length of my jaw, then to my neck as I would emit an audible moan.

We'd hurry up and remove whatever clothing remained on our bodies and he'd wrap his arms around me, kissing me harder. I would ask him to fuck me roughly tonight; I could tell he needed it.

He'd smile and lick his lips, slipping a finger into my mouth for me to suck on as he jerked himself to a full erection. I'd taste his fingers with enthusiasm, coating them with a generous amount of my saliva. He would take them out of my mouth and position himself to slip his fingers into my ass.

I'd gasp at the sensation of being penetrated and bite my lip, stifling a moan, as he would penetrate me deeper, preparing my body for his eager cock. I'd beg for him to hurry up and get started; I wanted this as much as he did. He'd emit a bark of laughter and grab hold of my legs, then guide the tip of his cock into my waiting asshole.

A whimper would escape my throat at the initial pain, which would quickly melt into a filthy kind of pleasure as he forced himself into me. I'd cry out as his thrusts pounded into my prostate, over and over, my hands clinging to the bedsheets for support.

Every thrust into my body, every grunt he emitted brought a wave of pure pleasure that shook my entire body, making me whimper and plead for more, begging for him to fuck - me - *harder* as I would slowly feel myself melt into a horny mess. His name would taste so good on my lips, and I would say it over and over again as it would become the only thing I knew how to do.

I would feel the Sniper's pace increase, his grunting become louder as he fucked me like an animal, his orgasm approaching. He would thrust into me one last time and ejaculate deep inside of my body, his bony fingers digging into my hips. The feeling of his cock so deep inside of me and his cum filling me up would trigger my own orgasm, which would rock my entire body, spilling my semen onto my sweat-covered abdomen.

He would take a few moments to collect himself, taking in deep breaths, as his grip loosened and he slowly pulled himself out of me. He would lean over and lap up the warm semen on my stomach, then kiss me, spilling the taste onto my lips.

We would finally finish up and he'd mutter that we could clean ourselves up in the morning, collapsing next to me and pulling me close. We'd fall asleep in each others' arms, his fingers gently stroking my hair.