Page 69 of Slick Handling

“I want you to. I just haven’t had anyone taste me like that.”

My lips kiss her stomach. More so that I can take a second and not completely lose my mind.

The smell of her is so thick, even in the shower. It’s making me lose my head as I try to figure out how to get myself not to lose my mind. My Alpha instinct is riding me hard. It’s telling me to please the pretty Omega.

Please her and maybe she will want us. Please her and maybe she will realize that we’re not the knot heads we acted like all week. Please her and show her she’smine.

“Let me honor you, Omega. Let me take care of you.” I kiss lower, my lips on her mound. The scent of her has me licking her skin without meaning to.

Just anything for a taste.

“Okay, Griffy. Taste me.”

I didn’t need to be told twice.

Sliding her thigh over my shoulder, I slid one hand to her lower back. I wanted to make sure that she was secure for the ride of her life.

No part of me is a virgin. I had tasted my fair share of people in the past. Alphas, Omegas, and Betas. Male and Female. Anything and everyone had been in my mouth. I was an equal opportunist and never a picky eater. Tasting Clover changed everything for me. One lick down her slit and my heart was in overdrive.

She tasted better than her Shirley Temple scent. It was like a taste of what life should be. All my dreams and desires, mixed with the perfection of Clover.

My tongue parted her lips, tasting her until her clit had my lips wrapped around it. Her hand shot out, securing her fingers in the locks as her hips rocked forwards. A cry of pleasure, unabashed, and full of want came from her lips.

McKinley was right.

She was ours.

The hand I had on her hip, slipping from there to her pussy. My fingers push her lips apart. The sound of her slick on my lips making me groan out. Her tight hole is begging to be fucked, and my tongue is more than happy to do the job.

“Oh, wow cow.”

My eyes snap up at her words and Clover has her head back, lost in the pleasure that I’m giving to her.

I’m careful, swirling my tongue around her entrance as my thumb gently strokes upward on her clit. It’s enough to have her thighs shaking. The leg she’s standing on makes me worried that she’s going to collapse on my face.

Actually,please, let her collapse on my face. If I could drown in the slick that is gushing out of her pretty pussy, that would be an actual dream.

“G-Griffy, it feels so good.” Her praise has me slipping my tongue inside of her, fucking her with it. My thumb switched from stroking to small circles. Clover’s hips start bucking forward.

Her body is taking over, instinct riding the sweet Omega hard.

This is how I want her. Taking pleasure from me and giving me all that sweet slick. I’m confident that I can live off the taste of her for the rest of my life. It’s already pouring from my mouth, down my chin. Even though we’re in the shower, it’s making a mess of me.

I’m not going to want to wash off the scent of her.

“That’s it, lucky girl. Come all over my face. Make me smell like you. Make everyone know that I’m off limits. Mark me with all that sweet slick, Omega.”

Her whine is beautiful. The way that it slips into a moan as she grabs my hair with both hands, throwing her other thigh over my shoulder. Her full weight is against my face and the gush of slick that leaves her, followed by the moans of pleasure she lets out, lets me know that she came.

She came for me.

I’m sucking, licking, greedy for every last taste of her as she writhes against me in the prettiest form of ecstacy.

Perfect.

So perfect.

“Such a good Omega. Such a beautiful, sweet Omega.” Her smile is soft, dazed as she looks at me with the heavy sated eyes.

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