Chapter 12: Lunch Date

Carol arrived at the hotel early. She checked in and took a long, hot shower. By the time she dried off and slipped into her sexy surprise, her phone was buzzing. She reached for it and smiled as she read the message.

I'm in the elevator. I'll be there soon.

She bit her lip as she typed out a message for him.

Good. Don't keep me waiting.

She shivered with excitement, looking herself over in the mirror. She felt more confident about her body than she had in years. She was slender, but her stomach was decorated with pale lines, reminders of her pregnancy with Sophia. She ran her hand over her stomach gently, remembering the way Daryl had kissed her there, the way he'd looked at her and made those little anxieties just melt away.

Her heart raced at the thought of feeling his mouth on her again, of feeling him inside of her. She couldn't get enough of him, and it was exhilarating and frightening at the same time. She'd never felt such a strong sexual connection with anyone before. And it was so much more than that.

Before she could linger on that thought for too long, a knock came to the door. Carol quickly tugged on a silky, white robe and loosely tied the sash around her waist. She shivered again as she hurried across the room, slowly just before she reached the door. She didn't want to seem too eager, but hell, they were on a bit of a schedule. She didn't want to get him in trouble at work, but she sure wasn't going to want to say goodbye when their little lunch date was over.

When she opened the door, he was standing there in a pair of boots, some dark blue uniform pants and a form-fitting T-shirt printed with his station's number and information.

"Hi," she said with a little grin, taking in the sight of him. He licked his lips as he looked her up and down. His gaze lingered on her smooth, creamy thighs.

"Christ, you look amazing," he groaned, as Carol took his hand and pulled him into the room. Daryl caught her by surprise, however, pulling her into his arms and pushing her back against the door. He reached behind her and locked the bolt before greeting her with a hungry kiss.

She sighed against his lips, giggling when his hand moved down her back and over her ass.

"You don't waste any time, do you?"

"You got no idea how much I been wantin' this."

"I have a little idea," she promised, pouting softly before Daryl captured her protruding lip between his teeth and gave it a little tug.

"Gotta see you," he grunted. Carol gasped when his hands moved to her waist, tugging the sash loose. The silky robe fell open, revealing the matching lace red bra and panties. He paused for a moment, taking in the sight, memorizing it. "Jesus. You look amazing."

"I have them in black, too."

"Good," he grunted, moving his hands to her waist. "Take 'em off."

"Oh, I like a man who knows what he wants," she laughed, as Daryl's hands moved to her shoulders, pushing the robe from them. It pooled at Carol's feet, and she leaned back against the cool hotel door, her eyes sparkling as Daryl stared at her. He had a hunger in his eyes that made her pulse quicken, and if he hadn't scooped her up in his arms, her shaking legs might have given out on her.

He put her down on the bed, kicking his boots off and stripping off his shirt. Carol licked her lips, watching the way his muscles jumped, the way his fingers shook just a little as he went for the button of his pants.

Carol made quick work of stripping bare for him, and she laughed when he tossed a condom packet onto the bed and practically pounced on her.

"I appreciate your enthusiasm," she snorted, as he pawed at her thighs.

"Just makin' the most of the time we got." He kissed her then before trailing wet kisses down her neck, stopping to suck the hollow of her throat, moving lower to tease her breasts. He scooted down, teasing the patch of skin below her belly button. She squirmed, throwing her head back and pushing on the top of his head to urge him on.

He wasted no time, using that tongue and his lips to tease and torture her in the most amazing way. She gasped as he worked her over, kneading her thighs as he teased her clit before pushing his tongue inside of her. She bucked her hips against his chin, and he chuckled, making the sensation that much more intense.

"Fuck," she bit out, as her hands dug into the sheets. "Daryl, please." He lifted his head.

"What do you want, sweetheart?"

"Daryl," she whined.

"Tell me. What do you need?"

"I need to come. Please. I need…" Daryl grinned then, and the smug look on his face would have been infuriating if she wasn't barreling toward the brink. "Daryl!"

He pushed two fingers into her, and she cried out, squeezing around his fingers as he circled her clit with his tongue. The things he could do with his mouth were sensational, and Carol felt as if every nerve ending was on fire.

It didn't take much longer to push her over the edge, and when she came, Daryl crawled up to lay beside her, propping his chin in his hand to watch the blush slowly fade from her cheeks.

"You're beautiful when you come," he murmured, trailing a hand down her stomach, stroking between her legs. She clamped her legs together, trapping his hand, and he chuckled.

"You're evil," she laughed. Daryl grinned then, kissing her, letting her taste herself on his tongue. She moaned, tugging on his arm, urging him to crawl over her. He buried his face against her neck, and he groaned when her hand curled around his dick.

"You in a hurry?"

"Hey, I've got all the time in the world. You're the one who has fires to put out and kittens to pull out of trees." Daryl snorted at that, and Carol's laughter turned to gasps when he pushed at her entrance. "You better not!"

"You know I wouldn't," he snorted. "Not 'til you're ready. Just feels good to feel ya without anything between us." Carol smiled then, arching back as his lips trailed over her neck. He reached over then, grabbing the condom and ripping open the package. He quickly rolled it on and positioned himself between her legs. Carol cleared her throat. "What?"

"I do believe you said something about…this." She lifted one leg, bringing it up over his shoulder. Daryl grinned wickedly, bringing Carol's other leg up.

"This ok?" he asked. Carol nodded, scooting down the bed taking in a deep breath. "You ok?"

"Don't hold back," she panted.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah," she grunted. "I want it fast and I want it hard."

"Yes ma'am," he snorted. Carol playfully slapped his shoulder, but all laughter flew out the window the second he pushed into her, fast and strong, and her eyes screwed shut. She stretched around him, barely having time to adjust to him before he pulled out and slammed home again.

"Oh my God," she groaned. "Yes. Daryl…" Daryl silenced her with a kiss before pulling back to take her hands in his. He raised her arms up and pinned them to the bed above her head. Her legs tightened around his shoulders, and he pushed into her over and over again, barely able to hang on as she tightened around him, squeezing him in the most delicious way.

"So tight," he bit out. "Fuck, Carol."

"Don't stop," she choked out, gripping the pillow under her head between her fingers. Her cries grew louder as Daryl brought his hands to her hips and squeezed before slamming into her a little harder. "Fuck!" For a moment, he slowed, worried he'd hurt her, and Carol shook her head." Don't you dare. Don't you stop."

His hand slipped between them, toying with her clit. She cried out, and just as she was about to come, ,he pulled his hand away, pulling out almost completely.

"Daryl! Fuck! Please," she whimpered. "Please. Please." She couldn't reach him at that angle, so she gripped the sheets, and then he slammed into her again, rocking against her, bending to take a nipple between his teeth. She gasped then, arching as he pushed deeper, stroking fast and hard as Carol's body tensed. And in moments, she collapsed under him, her mouth open in a silent cry as her body trembled from exhilaration. Daryl knew he was close, and as Carol's walls fluttered around him, he let go and collapsed against her, placing slowly, sweet kisses against her neck until she turned her face to seek him out for a proper kiss.

"God, that was…" he murmured.

"Yeah," she chuckled. "I think we did ok."

"Just ok?" he asked with a laugh.

"I mean, I think we can always do better. I like a challenge."

"You're killin' me," he chuckled, rolling off of her and quickly discarding the condom into the bin by the bed. He pulled Carol close, and she rested her head against his chest, tracing slow, lazy circles against his skin with her fingers.

"What are we gonna do?" she asked after a few minutes. Daryl kissed the top of her head.

"We'll figure it out."

"I hate waiting. I hate sneaking around," she sighed. She chewed her lip.

"Me too," he admitted.

"I'm not ready for Sophia to know about us. She's gonna have questions that I'm not sure I can answer yet." She looked up at him with curiosity. "This is new, and I think it's best if we give it some time."

"Yeah. Probably the best thing," he agreed. "I ain't goin' nowhere."

"You mean that?"

"You kiddin'? Hell, I ain't never met nobody that makes me feel like you do." He kissed her then, slow and sweet, and she smiled against his lips.

"Me too. I mean, when you look at me, I feel like…" She shook her head. "I feel things I didn't know I could feel." He cocked an eyebrow and grinned smugly. "Oh, get your mind out of the gutter."

"Kinda hard to do that when you're naked and sweaty," he chuckled. Carol snorted and kissed his neck.

"Ok, that's fair. But I'm serious," she murmured. "Lately all I think about is you, and that scares me."

"Why?"

"I don't know," she murmured, curling up against him. "When we got divorced, Ed and I were so concerned with how it would affect Sophia. We did everything we could to make the transition easy on her. And I think we've done a good job. But I never counted on you. I never counted on feeling this way so fast." She stopped herself before she could say too much.

"Me neither," he agreed. "Wouldn't have it any other way, though." Carol smiled then.

"I promised Ed he would get to meet anyone I get serious about before Sophia does." She let out a shaky breath. "I think it's almost time I made that call. Not yet. Soon. I want to keep you to myself a little longer." She kissed his chin. "Are you ok with that?" She watched a grin spread over his face.

"Yeah. I like that idea." He kissed her softly. "We got time. Like I said, I ain't goin' nowhere."