Beth and Rick smiled at each other, both focusing singularly on one word from Daryl's parting statement. "Lovers." Rick's hand, still on Beth's thigh, rubbed gently back and forth, creating a friction that added more and more want. Beth ran her tongue over her bottom lip, a visual tease for Rick. He pulled his hand from her thigh and grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her to him, their lips crashing together almost painfully.
Her hands went to his sides and grabbed the fabric of his shirt, yanking it up and allowing her nails to lightly scratch his back. Rick's other hand roughly kneaded Beth's tit through her shirt, please to realize she isn't wearing a bra. She arched into his hand with a gasp, caught by his hungry mouth. He broke from her mouth and pushed her shirt aside to take her breast in his mouth. She was quick to realize how excellently his tongue and mouth worked: her pussy wettened at thoughts of his tongue tasting her juices. His hand came up to cover Beth's mouth, stifling the sounds of her moan. He broke away from her with no warning and stood, yanking her up with him. She pressed her body flush against his and palmed his dick through the fabric of his jeans.
In a whirl of motion, Beth's legs wrapped around Rick's waist as he strode through the camp to the only other tent on the outskirts of their make shift camp. Rick's steps faltered every time she sucked on his pulse. He fumbled with the zipper on the tent and briefly considered just cutting the material out of the ways he finally got the zipper opened and laid Beth on his meager blankets. She wasted no time shoving her shoes and pants off. She slid her hand down her belly and into the front of her panties and flicked her clit a few times before pushing a finger into her dripping pussy.
Rick's dick throbbed and he hastily zipped the tent shut and undid his own pants before crawling to her and pulling her fingers from her pussy, ripping her sheer, lady panties in one quick motion. He lowered his head and tasted the wetness between her legs; she tastes better than the first strawberry of the Georgia summer. He had her writhing and moaning his name.
He barely heard Daryl growling a few feet away in annoyance, "bringin' a herd down on us 'cause o' the sounds their makin'. Best be fuckin' worth it." He smirked against Beth's pussy before taking one last long and slow lick and moved up her body and completely freeing his cock. A half seconds pause before he slammed into her; a loud gasp escaped through her parted lips. He let her moan loudly once more before clasping his hand over her mouth; he wanted everyone to know Beth Greene was getting fucked good tonight. "Ya gotta be quiet else we gotta stop, baby." He wanted to make her scream his name, but he knew they would have to wait until they were safe and settled. She nodded once and he removed his hand and began a furious rhythm. She bit her lip to hold back any sounds, except the occasional grunt that slid through.
Rick could tell Beth was close, her head thrashing back and forth. "Rick, please, I, oh god, I need more," he wasn't surprised by her breathy plea.
"What'cha need?"
"Rougher,"
"Like what?" He drilled inside her, curiosity as to what kind of rough she's into overtook his need to slam into her.
"Choke me, not much, but some?" Her voice came out as barely audible question; a look of shyness crossing her fae features.
Her request wasn't too shocking. After a split second he wrapped his hand around her neck and applied a small amount of pressure before starting to slam into her again. He hit her core with each stroke, his fingers tightened a little more. She panted into his ear, fighting all of her instincts to scream in pleasure and let the entire world know how good Rick was fucking her.
He watched her face as her orgasm ripped through her. He let go of her neck and thrust a few more times before pulling out of Beth and sitting on his heels to stroke his cock, letting his hand take him the final stretch to an orgasm. He threw his head back, losing himself in the pleasure of his hand. Rick looked down in surprise when small hands pulled his away from his cock and Beth's lips covered his throbbing head.
Rick hadn't ever had a blow job as amazing as the one Beth was giving him; Lori always made it into a chore. Beth made it seem like she was sucking on a lollipop. It didn't take Rick long at all before he blew his load into Beth's welcoming mouth. He tried to pull away at first, until Beth's nails dug into his ass and pulled him even closer. She swallowed every drop he gave.
Both sated, they curled around each other in bliss under the covers.
"No, you sure aren't as innocent as your sister thinks," he grinned into her hair as he spoke.
Beth moved to straddle Rick, "there's more where that came from, officer,"
