The Licked Hand Novels & Stories

He lifted one of her hands up and started licking her palm to get it cleaned. Lucianne then said, “Xandar, this is nothing. You don’t have to…” “Just let me, Lucy.” He used his trump card against her, and she couldn’t find it in herself to argue further as he licked on it again and again until they heard a low, suppressed growl from the still-shifted Lycan.

The man slowly walked over and helped me up. A wave of disgust washed over me as his palm touched my skin. I shook him off with all my might and uttered through gritted teeth, "Liam." Liam Lancelot chuckled, his fingers casually brushing against my cheek. "Long time no see." I started breathing laboriously. I couldn't understand why I still couldn't escape this demon when I had already left that hellish place. Dad looked at me, clearly displeased. "Why are you being so rude? Is this how you treat the benefactor who took care of you for the past three years?"

He said something, his voice getting muffled by my hand before I felt something wet on my hand and realised that Xander just licked my hand. “Eww!” I exclaimed as I removed my hand and wiped it off on his t-shirt clad chest. Xander was laughing like a mad man. “Arghh! I’ll have to wash my hands a million times to get the germs off now!” I said, scrunching my nose in disgust. I pretended to gag as I continued to wipe my hand on his t-shirt. Xander chuckled as he took my hand in his. He was smirking down at me.

Like dipping your finger in melted chocolate and then licking it clean. Like being played in the hands of your man until you cum hard. I don’t know how much I took in, but I felt full. As if my thirst was quenched. But still I wanted to have more. I licked his hand clean making sure to take every drop of every bead oozing from it. I moaned a bit unintentionally.

He wants Goldie to lick the sweet white cream off his big hand. "Yes, Jack," Goldie Lockhart says, feeling a big rush of blood in his chest. "I want to taste it." He takes the capo's heavy wrist and licks the cream away. "Very good." He puts his lips around the big finger and sucks it totally clean.

I whine, hips chasing her hand desperately, wanting to release the pressure building up. She smiles as she smears my own juices across my lips, then forces them into my mouth. “Taste how much you need me, baby. Suck.” I do, moaning around her fingers, tongue swirling desperately as I lick my juice off her fingers—every single drop until the only thing her fingers are glistening with is my saliva. “Good girl.” She grunts as she manifests that thick, long, and veiny demon cock. Lira’s hand tangles in my hair as she yanks my head down while the monstrous cock keeps growing, getting so big that I know I can’t possibly take all that length.

'You should be repulsed by this face, these hands. I touched the hand he held up, brought it to my lips and kissed the blackened fingertips. 'You mean, like this hand?' I murmured. I kissed down to his palm, let my mouth brush lazily over the skin. A small audible breath escaped his lips as he watched me, half-hypnotised. 'I happen to like this hand. I remember how it felt when you touched me with this hand,' I said. 'Not this hand,' he argued.

"I want to see it. All of it. I want to see the man who just declared war on another crime family for me." Something shifted in his expression, something predatory and hungry. "Liliana..." "Show me your hands." He held them up, and I could see the dried blood under his fingernails, the split skin across his knuckles where they'd connected with bone and teeth. These weren't the soft hands of a businessman. These were the hands of a killer. I took his right hand in both of mine and brought it to my lips, pressing a soft kiss to each bruised knuckle.

My hands reached out to touch his already fully hard cock, tensing at the way it throbbed with my mere touch as I tried to wrap both my hands around the thick cock as that was the only way I could get his cock wrapped up—I mean the whole fucking length. With both hands! Crazy, right? I gulped hard as I stared down at the tip that was glistening with pre-cum. “Lick the tip, Mine. And use your hands too,” he hissed those dirty words that made my pussy drip. And that was when I realize how much I needed to have his cock deep down my throat, choking me. Without hesitation, I moved my face closer to his cock before spitting on it, rubbing the saliva all over it using my fingers. I had watched thi

The man's palm fiercely grabbed her hand. "Ow," Lily shrieked, wincing at the sudden pain from the fierce grab. "No, I'll go to him myself―" she started but couldn't complete her words as the man behind her closed his palm over her mouth. Using his other hand to push out of the men's room