Author's note: I wrote these drabbles for a friend of mine that was away on vacation for a week. I send her one every day she was gone.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters.
His hand on her skin, it felt like heaven and she couldn't remember the last time anything had felt this good. "O God, Daryl," she moaned softly, the fingers of her right hand twisting into his hair, her hips trusting upwards to create the friction she was craving. "Get inside me!" She demanded, her voice a low growl as the nails on her left hand dug into his shoulder. He obliged, positioning himself in front of her entrance. "You sure you're ready?" He checked again and she growled. "Just get on with it." She felt him slide inside of her and her hips bucked upwards again to meet his, the sound of skin against skin turning her on even more. She felt it, the familiar tingling between her legs, and she knew she wasn't able to last very long. "Fuck me," she demanded, her voice hoarse and once again, he obliged, thrusting into her hard. It only took a couple of thrusts before her inner walls clenched tightly around his arousal, her back arching off the bed, while she crashed her lips onto his, muffling a moan into his mouth. "I love you," she panted when she pulled back, looking up at him through lidded eyes. "I love you so fucking much."
