Page 91 of Slick Handling

Lifting me, Vaughn lays me on his bedding and I breathe in, loving the way his scent surrounds me here. It feels so nice.

“One little taste for me too. Is that okay?” His hands are bending my legs before he pushes them apart. I love how he makes those groan sounds, like what he is seeing is driving him crazy, “This is the prettiest view. All this shiny slick covering your pink center. Look at the little pearl. Are you sensitive here?” His thumb runs over my clit and I buck against his hand.

My fists are in the sheets, trying to hold on as I feel myself eager for more of his touches.

“Shhh, I have you. It’s okay. Sensitive. I see.” His thumb runs down my folds. He pulls it away, sucking at it and making that sound again in the back of his throat, “One taste. Just one taste from that sweet little pussy. Tug my hair if it gets to be to much for you.”

He guides one of my hands to his hair before he lowers himself to my pussy.

That’s when my soul leaves my body.

His tongue swipes over me. Twirling through my center, a gush of slick greeting his mouth. The sounds he makes vibrating through me as he wraps his tongue around my clit, stroking it back and forth.

I’m making a mess of his bed. My slick just pouring out of me like a stream and puddling on his sheets as he gets way more than just a taste of me.

My stomach tightens, my legs butterflying as I feel my orgasm coming closer. I tug his head and the view is going to be burned into my head for the rest of my life.

Vaghn’s eyes are blown out, the bottom half of his face is glistening in the morning sunshine because of my slick. His hair is a mess from my tugging and confusion is across his face.

“I’m so close.” He blinks, confused by my statement like he was trying to get me all the way there, “I want you to feel good too.” He blinks again, as if nothing I’m saying is making any sense to him right now.

The room is so heavy with our scents it is hard to think, but I don’t think I could have that much of an effect on him.

Vaughn pushes himself up in a pushup and lowers himself, kissing the butterfly gemstones before crawling back up my body.

“Are you okay?”

Loaded question.

I would have been better if I got to finish. Now there is just an ache where I want to feel good.

“Can we keep going?” The words come out and he laughs softly, nodding his head.

The feel of his hands on my ribs, rolling me so we’re side by side. His hand moves so he is cupping my breast as our lips meet again. I can taste myself on him. His mouth is sticky as our tongues greedily press against each other.

His fingers pinch my nipples and I whimper into his mouth, throwing my leg over his thighs, pulling him closer to me. His cock nestled between my legs. The feel of his knot, already starting to swell a little, brushing back and forth on my clit makes me whine.

He rolls us so that I’m on top of him.

“Take it from me, Omega. Ride your Alpha and take both of our pleasure for us.” One of his hands squeezes my hip.

I sit up, watching his cock sticking up, ready to greet me. He’s curved slightly to the right and so thick, as I try to wrap my hand around him I can’t touch my fingers. I squeeze him, stroking him up and down.

Pressing his cock down towards his stomach I sit back down on his knot. My ass goes left and right, trying to get the feeling I just had.

Vaughn slides his hand to my lower back and pushes me forward. It’s a slip and slide of pleasure. Back and forth I rock on him. Making a mess of him as I lean forward, kissing him as I get the motion of rocking on him down.

“That’s a good girl. Your slick little pussy lips are choking my cock. I can’t wait to get inside your tight little cunt. Can’t wait to stretch that hot little piece. You’d like that, wouldn’t you Clover? A knot relieving that ache for you.” My eyes roll back, nails scratching down his chest as my hips go harder.

I think I would like that a lot.

I’m so close.

“Let me get you there.” He rolls us so I’m under him. The words must have come out of my mouth, “You’re so special, Clover.” His lips take away any words I could say.

The way that Vaughn moves his hips should be illegal. All those stretches on the ice have paid off.

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