The feeling of kissing Beth, knowing for certain that she wanted him too, was one he'd never felt before. It was like he was filled with buzzing electricity. His body was hyper aware of how she moved into him, pressing herself deliciously against him. He could smell her fruity shampoo as his hands tangled in her hair. He felt like he was vibrating. He was aware of everything about her, how she smelled, felt, the little sounds she was making. He was also very aware of the fact that he wanted her. He wanted her so bad it hurt. Gently he put her away from him, trying to clear his head. He hadn't said all that just to get in her pants, and he didn't want it to come off that way. She looked startled when he set her away from him and started to say something, but he cut her off.
"If we're not careful, we'll find ourselves in a whole mess of trouble." She blinked a couple times and then smiled a slow almost predatory smile. She took his hand, and effortlessly led him back to the bedroom. She turned on him, her lips latching onto his as she walked him backward into the bedroom. Her nimble fingers went to the hem of his shirt and as his legs met with the side of the bed and he tumbled to sit on the bed, she used his leverage to pull his shirt up and over his head, flinging it across the room without a care as to where it would land. For all she was concerned, he didn't need to wear clothes ever. She was wearing away at his self-control. He would never force her to do anything, but if she kept going the way she was going, he was going to be hard pressed to find the control to stop without getting really agitated. She leaned forward, over him, and crawled into his lap, her legs straddling him as her arms wrapped around his shoulders. His hands came up to the small of her back and he hurriedly pushed the fabric of her shirt up and out of the way so he could touch her heated skin. His mouth battled with hers, lips pushing and pulling, tongues dancing around each other, teeth nibbling on her lower lip before sucking it into his mouth. She let out a groan as the dance between them continued.
Beth felt like she was on fire. His lips were doing things to her that she'd never dreamed, making her feel things and a liquid heat settled low in her belly. She wanted to feel all of him, all of his hot skin pressed against hers and he wound her up tighter than a top. She sat up, and pulled her shirt off, letting it fall down to rest on the bedding next to them. His hands rested on her hips and he just stared at her, a million thoughts flying through his head at once. She reached down and sluggishly dragged his hand over her stomach and up her ribs to cup one of her breasts. She felt his body tense beneath her before he sat up, his hand sliding around to press just between her shoulders blades. His face came up, and while she thought he was going to kiss her, his lips and teeth settled on the front clasp of her bra. He worked for a second before the little snap popped open and his hands pushed the material away. His lips kissed the valley between her breasts before cresting the mound of skin and moving to the pink nipple. His tongue laved at the pebbled skin making her cry out. He cupped her other breast, massaging and rolling the nipple between his fingers. Her fingers tangled in his hair, holding him in place as he tortured her with his lips and tongue.
Beth tossed her head back and groaned as he nipped at the skin in his mouth. She could feel him beneath her, straining against his jeans, pressing up against her right where she needed him most. She rocked her hips and felt a satisfied swell of pride as he hissed against her skin. His hands went to her hips again and he pressed her down against him, rocking her back and forth, mimicking the motion he hoped would be in their very near future. Not today. He thought dismally. He hadn't thought to pick up any protection, because he was just so brilliant like that. He didn't care, he'd pick them up tomorrow, first thing. Maybe even on his way to work. He smiled against her as she picked up the motion on her own and continued to grind against him. She let out a frustrated grumble and he had to stifle his smirk. "What's the matter Beth?" His deep voice growled against her.
"Not enough…" She groaned. She pushed on his shoulders and watched as he laid back down, eyes still transfixed on her, half lidded, as she moved above him. Her fingers went to his fly and started to undo his pants before he lightly stopped her.
"I want to take care of you first." She only had to smile at him before he picked up on the fact that she had a special card up her sleeve. She leaned over, almost yanking the drawer to her side table completely out, and fumbled around with something inside. He watched her intently. She turned back to him, a foil square clutched in her hand.
"I want you to lay back and let me put this on you." She said quietly. Her face tinted a dark pink and she couldn't quite meet his eyes, but he could see the determination and raw want written in every line of her face and body. Beth Greene was a force to be reckoned with, and he'd be damned if he was going to ruin this moment for her. He gave her a shallow nod before sliding his hands to her thighs and then inward to her core. Her jeans were tight, but he was still able to touch her and press against the little nub he knew would make her scream from the pleasure. She rocked against his hand, alternating between sighing and groaning. Watching her was the single most erotic thing he'd ever seen. He'd thought the morning where she woke him up with her lips wrapped around him had been amazing, that paled in comparison. She was so open and unadulterated in her pleasure. Knowing he was the one doing this to her, bringing her to this point, was an empowering and humbling feeling all at once.
She tensed above him, her eyes scrunching shut before she snapped them open and met his eyes. Without any warning she wiggled back and stood on her feet. His heart went into overdrive as he leaned up on his elbows and watched as her hands came to the button of her pants. She met his eyes, holding their stare as she undid the button and drew the zipper down. The material slid down her legs with little prompting and pooled at her ankles. Her delicate panties followed quickly and she was standing before him in all her glory. Naked and beautiful, blush spreading down her shoulders and collar bone as she stood there for him to look his fill. She gave him a soft, secretive smile and reached out to undo his pants. With some very undignified and unsexy wiggling she was able to pull his pants off and they joined the heap of clothing on the floor. She grinned at him and slowly crawled back into his lap, straddling him again. This time when he touched her there was no clothing to hamper the sensations. She groaned and sat up, looking at the square. She caught his eye, "Are you sure?" He'd breathed the question, but it still seemed loud in the quiet of the room and apartment. She smiled at him, her smile so full of love and she leaned down and kissed him.
"I've never been this sure about something before." He wrapped his arms around her in a tight hug. "Although…I don't…I just…" She cleared her throat, "I think I could use some guidance from here on out." He kissed the spot below her ear.
"I can help you figure it out." She reddened.
"I think…I mean, I'd like for you to lead the way…this time." Understanding dawned in his eyes and with a languid move he rolled them over until she was beneath him. When he started to kiss down her body her breath hitched inside her and she just watched him. He paid homage to every inch of her body, wanting to worship her. The sighs she was emitting were driving him crazy and he knew he wasn't going to be able to keep it up without driving himself crazy. His face hovered above her as he took the little package from her and quickly ripped it open, rolling the latex over himself in a fast movement. He settled himself in the cradle of her thighs, kissing her deeply. Her legs drew up and wrapped around his waist and she felt him touching her intimately. His eyes sought hers out as he gently moved forward, entering her. She was tight, and wet and hot and oh god he wasn't going to last long.
When he sank in all the way to the hilt he let out a shuttering breath. He froze and looked up at her. Her eyes were clear and there was no trace of pain and for that he was so happy. He knew this was her first time, and he was determined to make this as pleasurable as he could for her. She was searching his face. "You ok?"
"Yeah. It's different, but I don't hurt." She wrapped her arms around him and kissed the side of his temple. "It feels amazing, Daryl." The way she said his name, all breathy and aroused, was enough to kick him into gear. He moved his hips and watched as the pleasure bloomed on her face. He varied the speed and angle of his thrusts to see which she liked best and which would make the sexy groans coming from her throat the loudest. He hooked one of her legs over his arm, resting her calf on his shoulder and she arched beneath him. The pleasure was mounting for both of them and their movements were becoming more frenzied. Her hands when to his shoulders and back, lightly scratching as a particularly pleasurable throb ran through her. She breathed into his ear, "Oh god Daryl." She groaned and kissed the shell of his ear. "It feels so good." He captured her lips with his as a hand snaked its way down to her core to tease at her sensitive flesh. She stiffened beneath him, crying out as she was strung tighter than a bow string. With a couple more thrusts she cried out, pleasure screaming through her body. She rode her orgasm as he thrust hastily, trying to find his own release.
He heard her call out his name, and it became like a chant the more he moved within her. When she came it was like nothing he'd ever seen before. She cried out with abandon, clutching at his shoulders until the nails of her hand bit into his skin. With a few final thrusts he was following her over the edge, crying out her name as he came before collapsing over her, panting heavily. He rolled to his side, pulling out of her, while cradling her against his body. He felt her shiver as her skin cooled to the temperature of the air. He placed a kiss to her shoulder before getting up and disposing of the condom in the trashcan. When he laid back down Beth tossed the blankets around them, and pillowed her head on his shoulder, a hand resting gently over his heart. He felt like he should say something but he was so happy just lying there with her. They didn't need words right now. They were perfectly content, the both of them, just holding each other and basking in the afterglow. He kissed her forehead and wrapped his arms around her tightly. He wasn't much for cuddling but he wanted to hold her right now. He wanted to hold her and reassure himself that she was real, and she was his.