Page 33 of Talk About… Trouble

“My turn,” I growled, shifting so I was pushing him onto his back now and moving over him. His cock was hard and a bead of precum was glistening on the tip. I was turned on enough, Ididn’t hesitate to slowly slide my tongue over his tip, humming as his sweet and salty taste flooded my tongue.

“Fuck,” he growled. “I’m going to embarrass myself.”

“Nah, I have a feeling you could come down my throat and still fuck me,” I taunted.

“I’m not risking it. I’m coming in that tight cunt of yours, baby,” he said firmly. I raised my eyebrow as a smirk fell over my lips.

“Oh, are you?”

“I’d love nothing more than to fuck you raw, pump you full of my cum, then take you out for a day with our alpha smelling me dripping out of you.”

A small whimper fell from my lips at the picture he was painting. I could imagine Nash’s hazel eyes full of fire, a tortured desperation coloring his features as he realized that we got to taste each other first.

“Fine,” I grumbled, as I pushed his legs to his chest. “But I’m having a taste first.”

“No complaints here,” he said, voice breathless and sultry as his hands wrapped around his legs, holding himself open for me. Now that he was exposed for me, I took in the sight of him. His skin was tan here, like he often tanned naked. He was also waxed, his skin smooth except around his cock where it was neatly trimmed. It was clear my omega took care of his body as much as I did and I loved that.

I saw spa days in our future.

His skin was shining thanks to the slick coating his ass cheeks and running down the backs of his thighs. Now it was practically dripping, just like his cock.

I’d never done this before, but I refused to overthink it and relied on my instincts. Even if my omega was hiding away, I could use his sounds to know what he liked.

The moment my tongue teased between his cheeks and swirled around his tight hole, he let out the neediest whimper that had my own pussy aching for more. He was even sweeter here, the slick a taste I knew I’d never get tired of.

Fuck, this was the hottest sex I’d ever had and it was just starting.

“Baby, god your tongue is pure fucking magic,” he choked out as I pushed my tongue into him, hand wrapping around his cock as I fucked his ass with my tongue.

He was a babbling mess as I savored every sound and taste of my omega.

Far too soon he was gently pushing me away, refusing to come like this.

I gave his cock one last lazy stroke before pulling away, letting his slick glisten on my face as I let him go.

“Fuck, kiss me, baby,” he demanded. Our essence intermingled on our tongues as we kissed. It was so fucking dirty and perfect.

Slick trickled down my thighs, leaking out of me now. Holy fuck, I couldn’t believe just how much my body was responding to him.

Maybe my omega was going to wake up soon. This was the first stirring of her I felt in months.

I was desperate for this man. Every touch, kiss, and taste had me craving more.

Before I realized what I was doing, I was presenting for him. Face buried in the mattress and ass in the air, legs parted enough that I knew he could see everything.

“Fuck, now I know why alphas like this so much,” Devon breathed out in a tortured whisper.

Then he was pushing inside me. It wasn’t forceful, but gentle and sure, not stopping until he was seated inside me.

“You still with me, baby? Is this okay?”

His tender heart had my chest tightening. He knew what I’d been through and didn’t hesitate to make sure I was taken care of even as his mind was just as muddled with lust.

“I’m perfect. Even better when you fuck me,” I promised. “Make me yours, Devon.”

I’d never intended for things between us to escalate to this point. It was fast, but felt too good to care.

This was right. We were right. Fuck everything else.

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