AN:
Short update, with a little smut ;-)
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Chapter 10
Merle would be fine. The seizure hadn't caused any damage, but he was tired, and after assuring himself that they had every possible way of reaching him, they had headed back to Carol's. Her driving his car, as he stared out the window, still somewhat in a daze.
"Ya missed Megan's church pageant." He whispered suddenly staring at her.
She grabbed his hand over the console bringing it to her lips. "She understood, said she was praying for a Christmas miracle for your brother. That is one loved kid, she probably had thirty people in the audience watching her." She whispered softly.
"Must be...must be nice, to grow up like that." He said thoughtfully.
She smiled and bit her lip " it's a beautiful thing, for a child to grow up and feel nothing but love from everyone around them. But growing up differently doesn't make you a bad person, I think it means you appreciate the love a little more when you find it." She said turning to stare meaningfully at him as the pulled into her drive.
Her expression was so open, so beautiful. He could feel it coming from her eyes, love, acceptance, belonging. He leaned forward brushing his lips over hers.
His fingertips trailing down her neck, closing her neck in strong grasp he intensified the kiss, her fingers where lightly scratching his scalp. He nuzzled her neck inhaling her scent, hiding his face in her neck.
"I love you." He murmured, into her neck as she grasped his shoulders tightly.
She pulled her face back, meeting his eyes, pulling his chin up when he tried to look down in embarrassment.
"Say it again." She whispered meeting his gaze.
"I love you, I fucking adore you." He said more forcefully.
Her face, glowed, her smile was the most beautiful smile he'd ever seen.
"I love you too."
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They walked hand and hand into her house, up the stairs to her room.
"I need to wash the hospital floor funk off of me. Just gimme a minute?" He nodded and sat down with a sigh on her bed. He was tired but rejuvenated too in a way. Every nerve ending in his body seemed to be firing. She loved him.
He sat there and started unbuttoning his shirt. He wasn't sure what was going to happen, he was happy to sleep and hold her if she wanted. He wanted to be whatever she needed. He wanted to put her totally first. She deserved that. She was like his own angel that came into his life.
She came back into the room wearing a robe that hit her mid thigh.
"Come on." She whispered grabbing his hand taking him into the bathroom. "You're exhausted, I'll help you." She said.
He followed her into her bathroom. Sitting on the tub, as she pushed his shirt of his shoulders.
Kneeling in front of him, she wet a warm wash cloth and proceeded to wash his face tenderly. He watched her face in fascination. Never in his life had anyone looked at him that way.
When her small hand covered in a cloth touched his chest, he felt like a thunderbolt ran through his body. Her slightest touch was making him complete undone. Overcome.
His eyes closed he was breathing in small gasps, when he felt her hands at his waist, opening the button of his jeans.
He opened his eyes, staring at her.
"Let me take care of you. We have all day." She whispered throatily.
He nodded, unable to breathe unable to deny her anything at this point. She grinned, freeing his erection, her tongue coming out to swipe one long stroke, as he shivered in response.
Her mouth was on him then, taking him in all the way to the tip, and then up again. He'd had this before, but he'd never felt like any girl had actually wanted to. Money will do funny things to people. Carol's eyes stayed on him. She looked so happy, at any sound she wrung out of him.
His hands in her hair, he soon lost himself. He never let himself be completely vulnerable to someone before. He'd always schooled his reactions before. He realized he'd never really been intimate with someone is for. This is what intimate was, putting yourself in someone's hands. Surrendering yourself to them. He groaned leaning back slightly as his hand gently fisted her hair.
It was over sooner than he wanted. He wanted to feel like this forever, that connection, but he could no longer hold back his climax than he could stop time. Gasping her name as he came.
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He was still sitting on the edge of the tub, catching his breath, playing with her hair, as she lay with her head on his lap.
She stood suddenly and let her robe drop. She was wearing only a spaghetti strap short nightgown. Grabbing his hands, she helped him stand up, helping him peel down his jeans. Then leading him back to her bed before climbing in. He got in in his boxers behind her, pulling her into him, her scent filling his nose.
"I need a few minutes too.." He murmured slightly embarrassed.
"Sleep." She whispered,"we have all day." She said snuggling into his chest, half asleep already.