Page 17 of Sniper Daddy
Eli packs up his bag and gives us both a nod. “I’ll check on you in a few days. Call if anything feels off. Congratulations, Piper. You’re on the mend.”
When the door closes behind him, the cabin falls quiet. Piper turns to face me. The air between us shifts instantly. The tension that’s been building for weeks suddenly feels electric. Her cheeks are flushed, her eyes bright with something more than just relief.
I cross the space between us in two strides. My hands come up to cup her face, thumbs brushing over her soft skin. “I want you something fierce,” I say, voice low and rough. “Every single day I sat beside that bed, I’ve wanted to touch you. Show you exactly how much you mean to me.”
I lean down and kiss her.
The moment our lips meet, heat floods through me. The kiss starts deep and hungry. She melts into it, her hands fisting in my shirt as she kisses me back with the same need. I taste her, claim her, pouring weeks of restraint into every stroke of my tongue. She makes a soft, needy sound that goes straight to my cock.
I lift her carefully into my arms, mindful of her healing leg, and carry her back to the bedroom. I lay her down gently on the bed, then pull back just enough to look at her.
She reaches up and touches my face. “Boyd… I need to tell you something.”
I wait, patient.
“I’m a virgin,” she whispers, cheeks flushing. “I’ve never done this before. So please be careful with me.”
Something fierce and tender tightens in my chest. I lean down and kiss her softly. “I’ll be so fucking careful with you, baby girl.I’ll take care of you. Always. You tell me if anything hurts or if you want me to stop. Understand?”
She nods, eyes full of trust.
I kiss her again, slow and deep, while my hands slide under her shirt. I peel it off carefully, then her sweatpants, until she’s completely bare beneath me. My eyes move over her body with raw hunger. She’s beautiful. Soft curves, fading bruises, and skin that flushes pink under my gaze.
“So beautiful,” I murmur. “So perfect for me.”
I kiss down her body, taking my time. I linger on her breasts, sucking and licking her nipples until they tighten and she arches with a whimper. Lower still, across her stomach, over her hips. When I settle between her thighs, she trembles.
I look up at her, eyes dark. “I’m going to taste you, Piper. I want to make you feel good before I take you. Relax for me, baby girl. Let Daddy take care of you.”
She whimpers at the word. I lower my head and lick her slowly from her entrance to her clit. She cries out, fingers threading into my hair. I do it again, deeper, savoring her sweet, slick taste. My tongue circles her clit, then flattens and strokes firmly. When I slide two thick fingers inside her, she gasps my name.
“That’s it,” I growl against her. “So wet for Daddy already. You taste so fucking good. I could stay here all day licking this pretty pussy until you come on my tongue.”
I suck her clit into my mouth while my fingers curl inside her, stroking that perfect spot. Her hips rock against my face. I hold her down gently with one hand on her stomach and keep going, relentless but careful. Her moans grow louder, needier.
“Come for me, baby girl,” I say, voice husky. “Let me feel you. Let Daddy taste how good you come.”
She shatters with a broken cry, thighs shaking around my head. I lick her through every pulse, drawing it out until she’s trembling and oversensitive.
I kiss my way back up her body and settle between her legs. My cock’s hard and aching, pressing against her thigh. I look down at her, eyes full of heat and something much deeper.
“You still want this?” I ask. “You can tell me no. I will stop.”
“I want you,” she whispers. “I want all of you.”
I kiss her deeply as I line myself up. The blunt head of my cock presses against her entrance. I push in slowly, inch by careful inch, watching her face the whole time.
“Relax for me,” I murmur. “Breathe, baby girl. You’re doing so good. Taking Daddy’s cock so well.”
It’s a tight fit. Real fucking tight. She gasps, fingers digging into my shoulders. I go slow, kissing her through the stretch, whispering praise against her lips. When I’m fully inside her, I stay still, letting her adjust.
“You feel so perfect,” I groan. “So tight and hot around me. I’ve dreamt about this for so long. I want to make you mine.”
I start to move, slow, deep rolls of my hips. The pain on her face fades into pleasure. She wraps her legs around me as best she can and meets my thrusts.
“That’s my girl,” I say, voice rough with lust. “Taking me so well. You were made for this. Made for Daddy to take care of you. I’mgoing to watch over you always. Keep you safe. Keep you full of me.”
I reach between us and circle her clit with my thumb. “Come for me again, Piper. I want to feel you come on my cock. Let me feel how much you need me.”
