(Author's note: figured you guys were due for an update! So here it is! :) Enjoy! But don't forget to tell us how ya feel, or what ya think, or even ideas! :)
Disclaimer: I own nothing but Mads, Eddie, Gracie, Noah and Brittany! But more to come! :) Enjoy! )
Chapter 21
Eddie tossed another piece of popcorn up into the air, quickly leaning back to catch it in his mouth. "Hahaha! Beat that one Cat-girl!" He challenged as the two of them was sitting in her living room. Edwin was on the floor having his back pressed against the bottom of the couch, legs stretched out in front of him beer in one hand, while Brena sat right behind him holding onto her own beer and the bowl of popcorn. Neither of them was paying any attention to the movie playing on her TV screen, Edwin already forgetting what they was trying to watch.
She laughed softly at this, a little buzzed from the beer. She wasn't much of a beer drinker, in fact this was left over from Daryl staying. She would normally drink liquor. In fact to keep up with Eddie she had to steal away to the kitchen and take a few drinks from her Jack Daniel bottle. Sad part was, that she could really hold her liquor.
Brena's brow rose up at this and grinned. Yeah they had been kinda flirting off and on since the mall, but nothing to crazy or serious. And Brena was really holding back, for she was a natural flirt, especially to guys she liked. She didn't wanna give Eddie any wrong signals, let alone he had a baby on the way. She wanted him to be sure what he was getting into first anyway. But now that she was pretty decently buzzed . . . well she couldn't hold back that much anymore.
"Cat girl huh? I'll show you why I like cats so much . . ." She purred out, setting her beer on the table, gave him the bowl of popcorn and practically oozed out of her seat onto the floor next to him. She crouched bedside him on her hands and knees, poised much like a cat would, her ass a little high in the air, her sea green eyes glittering with predatory purpose as she looked at him. A almost perfectly sounded purr escaped her lips as she rubbed her forehead against his own and then dropped down to lick up a piece of popcorn from the bowl that sat in his lap. She rose with a big smirk on her face then, her eyes flashing at him.
Eddie's long swig of beer ended as the bowl of popcorn landed pretty heavily in his lap making him sit up straighter with knitted brows. "Easy on the goods woman." He teased slightly, smirking lightly to nurse the rest of his beer down sitting it next to the line of empty bottles next to him to just grab up the last full one he had, already pouting at that fact. His brow rose up, curiously watching as her body would just run down out of the couch like water. Interesting.
The curiosity in his eyes twisted and formed into his whole face as his forehead brushed up against her own, barely noticing his hand lifting to press against her side, fingers gripping into her hip slightly. The brows above his eyes hitched up more as she lowered to take a piece of popcorn with her tongue while he was chewing heavily on the inside of his cheek . . . Trying to keep his thoughts on things other than the beautiful woman in front of him doing wicked talents with her tongue.
Edwin refused to let her get to him like girls in his past, Brena deserved better. A better him.
"Well . . . I wave the white flag." He spoke after clearing his throat awkwardly. "You're the winner!" He tipped his beer forward with a nod, before taking another swig. "And I guess that means ya get a prize too." Eddie returned the smirk and wink before leaning forward, gathering the courage deep in the pit of his stomach to press his lips lightly onto hers. The kiss wasn't nothing more than a quick peck before he pulled away, drinking at his beer once again wanting to see her face turn into pure rejection before kicking his ass out of the apartment.
Her brow rose up as he said about the white flag, her heart beating hard in her chest. That was a big step for her, a big flirt that showed she was into him. She was smiling and very eager to see what her prize was. Her heart seemed to beat harder as he leaned in and gave her a . . . peck? She blinked, not expecting this. Apparently she didn't . . . impress him that much. She bit her lip and turned away, feeling rejected and like a . . . pure fool.
Blushing hotly with embarrassment, she looked away. "I thought . . ." She took a deep breath, trying to figure out what she should say. "And here I thought . . . You were more into me than that . . ." She sighed with disappointment and stood up quickly and started towards the kitchen. She needed a stiff drink after that. She had more promise with Jack than with Eddie it would seem. Apparently she wasn't his type. She licked her lips and somewhat tasted him, her eyes full of hurt and anger.
The words stung against him, making that worried nervous grin on his face turn into a very strong frown. "W . . . Wait!" He fumbled trying to grab a hold of her wrist as she got up but the woman was alot faster then he was, and already stalked away into the kitchen. "Smooth Edwin . . . First time trying not to seem like a player, and ya blow it." He mumbled under his breath as he sat his beer on the coffee table, pulling himself up from the floor, stumbling to get his balance and knocking over his empty beer bottles. "Great . . . Even better, get beer all over the place too." He rolled his eyes, wishing that Dixon was around to just go ahead and punch his lights out.
"Brena." He spoke, pushing himself into the kitchen not allowing her to get away with out him explaining himself. Eddie would even try talking to her through a door if she tried to shut him out. "I am INTO you," He spoke, waving his hand out in front of himself with his eyes glued to her small frame. "But the thing is . . . You're different."
She slipped into the kitchen, her hand flying up to open the cabinet above the fridge and yanked out the Jack Daniel's bottle. She took a drink, and was making a slight pained face as it went down when he came in. She dropped the bottle, but didn't take her hand off it as she looked at him, her eyes dark and dangerous. "Ya practically kissed me like I was your damn sister! That was hardly a kiss . . ." She growled and took another quick swallow.
Eddie sighed, slowly stepping closer to her with his hands up in defense, Brena wasn't the first girl he has pissed off in his life and he knew how some of them could act. "Like hell I did Brena. I kissed ya like I care about ya because I dont wanna treat you like the others in my past. I don't wanna swoon and bed you, I . . . I like ya more then that!" He said quickly, his hands coming up to wrap around the bottle, carefully trying to take it from her hands. She didn't need anymore to drink at this rate. "You deserve to be more then just a notch in my fucking belt!"
His hands yanked the bottle out hard, holding it outta her reach while his own eyes looked down at her in an heated and heavy glare. "And if ya wanna kiss so damn bad . . . Fine! I'll kiss ya." He barked, inching her back till she had her back pressed against the fridge. "Remember . . . You asked for it." He growled, leaning over and pushing his lips hard onto her own, circling the arm with the bottle of whiskey around her waist to press them tightly together while the other let his hand press flat against the back of her neck.
At first she didn't wanna hear his lame excuse, but when he was yanking the bottle out of her hands did his words finally begin to sink in. She blinked, not expecting what he said at all. Maybe she was wrong about him. Maybe . . . Her heart slammed hard in her chest at his next choice of words. In excitement and . . . a little fear. And what a high that was for her. Her blood was running hot as her back pressed against the fridge. She opened her mouth to say something, but then his lips smashed against her own, making her blood grow even hotter and sing. It seemed like fireworks were going off through her body as she pressed against him. She moaned softly as her arms wrapped around him. Her one hand rested against his nape, her nails just slightly digging into the flesh there as she pressed harder against him.
Eddie worked his way to get her mouth parted just enough to give himself a taste of her, shuttering at the taste of whiskey on her tongue. He let it go just enough for them both to leave that lingering taste in each other's mouth before pulling away from her. Feeling himself stirring up below the belt because of her mouth and nails digging away at his slightly tanned and toned flesh. His eyes never pulled from her own, still able to feel her soft little plushed lips on his own. "There? Was that a real kiss?" He questioned, lifting a brow and dropping the hand from her neck to firmly grip against her hip. "Cause ya ain't gettin' no more from me now."
The taste of him sent her mind reeling, that when he pulled away she was in a daze. She blinked and nodded slightly as she stared at him, her body feeling bare since he was no longer pressed against her. She licked her lips, his taste lingering there. He was even better tasting than her whiskey. She swallowed, his hand burning at her hip. "I understand . . . as long as you keep kissing me like that from time to time tonight?" She smiled at this, a hot blush on her cheeks as she asked this. "And cuddling . . . I need that shit." She smirked and giggled as she demanded this.
Edwin pushed a grin on his lips. "Sure ya want that comin' from an ol' dog like me, Kitty?" He winked, lightly leaning back in to kiss against both of her blushing cheeks before fully stepping away to put the Jack Daniels back up into the cabinet. "Also no more of that stuff. We promised to keep it to beer, and it stays like that." Eddie said, knowing that if the whiskey would break out that he would truely fuck up and end his self promise. Brena wasn't gonna end up in bed tonight with him, and well if she did, her cloths would stay on. No matter how much his brain went into the gutter, the more his sobriety went out the door so did his control. "Come on . . . Let's put another movie in, and see where the night takes us."
She chuckled at that, her breathing still a little ragged from his kiss. Hell, her lips were still tingling. She couldn't even stop licking her lips. Her heart started hammering away again as he leaned in to kiss her blushing hot cheeks. She pouted when he put her whiskey away, but it was only a playful one. "Aww . . . it was only for me anyway . . . I ain't much on beer . . ." She admitted. "The beer was Daryl's when he was staying here . . ." She laughed softly at this. "Sounds like a plan . . ." She smirked and pulled him back into the living room. Once there, she pushed him down on the couch, turned about to change the movie, showing off her heart shaped ass and plopped down to cuddle up next to him then.
Once she curled up into him, Edwin's arm wrapped around her tightly. "So . . . What ya doing Christmas Eve?" He asked lightly, moving to brush some hair away from her eyes. "Hershel and his family has this big Christmas Party for everyone in his family, friends and workers . . . Anyone Hershel knows, they'll be there. Be kinda nice, to ya know . . . Bring a date for once." He hinted, nudging her slightly with a grin.
She was surprised by the question and looked up at him. Another blush covered her cheeks as he moved her hair away from her face. Now that he was touching her, it seemed like she couldn't help it. "I'd love too . . ." She smirked, then leaned up to peck him on the lips, then settled down to watch the movie with him. At some point though, she had fallen asleep against him. She didn't even wake when he got up and lifted her up, and carried her to her bedroom. But as soon as she felt the bed when he gently set her in it, made her frown and stir awake. "Mmmm no . . ." She murmured softly as he tried to tuck her in. Her eyes opened slightly as she looked up at him. "Don't go . . ." She whispered, her hand tight on his wrist. "Stay with me . . ." She murmured softly, her green blue eyes glittering in the night. She hated sleeping in her own bed, especially since . . . Her mind dared not go down that road as she looked at him.
After setting her down gently into her cool mattress Eddie went to step away, not even hearing her talking to him till her soft fingers grabbed onto his wrist, ears picking up her begging him to stay. "Alright . . . Just let me go turn your TV off." He whispered softly, leaning back over her to dip down to catch her lips into a soft kiss before darting out of the room quickly.
Eddie made sure to clean up his mess of beer bottles on her floor and dump the popcorn out into the trash so he could set the bowl in the sink; doing the dishes would be far past Eddie's abilities to be a nice guy. Before returning to her room, he made a stop in the bathroom to take a leak.
Not soon enough, she could feel the empty side of the bed dip down as he literally flopped himself into it, allowing a tired sigh escape his lips. He laid flat on his stomach with his arm loosely holding around her waist while the other arm was pushed under the pillow. "Night, Brena." He whispered, closing his eyes tightly and unable to keep awake any longer.
"Promise?" She asked super softly, her mind already trying to drag her back into sleep. She got her answer from his kiss and kissed him back, but then he was pulling away. She whimpered softly and shifted to catch him but was to slow. She dozed off, but when he flopped down on her bed, her eyes were instantly open, her heart pounding in fear. But when she looked over at him did she relax. She then curled into him, her lips pressed against his shoulder. She even pressed the sleeve of his t-shirt up, damning him for keeping it on, but fell asleep as the thought passed.
~~~~~~~Madison and Daryl~~~~~~~~~
The redhead slipped out from the large truck, busting out a heavy giggle as she almost slipped onto her ass, if it wasn't for her redneck to catch her up by her waist that is. "It's cold." She mumbled as her fingers held the straps to her heels, leaving her bare toes to wiggle into the snow covered driveway as the headlights of the truck shown into their house; the wolf inside doing his barking howl, peaking out the window to watch them. She faltered a small bit as she gained her balance once more, fixing to flatten down the front of her dress as the tow truck driver was getting out and going around back to drop Daryl's truck. Her once bright blues was now slightly dazed but still hiding that spark behind them as she looked back up into his own, wearing a stupid damn grin on her face. Who would know that at-least two shots and a single beer would get her tripping over her feet and giggling at anything and everything?
Her small arm slipped around his neck, pushing up on to the tips of her toes giving him a little grin once more. "Finally . . ." She purred softly, waiting most of the night to end up back home, alone with Daryl. Her lips hungrily pushed into his own as her other hand balled up into a fist in his dress shirt, already trying to tug the buttons free. Madison could barely hear the tow guy give a chuckle behind her, mumbling about 'young love' as he was taking the hook off their broken down truck.
He caught her easily and wondered the hell Earl gave her. He then began to wonder if it was shine . . . That shot he took was strong as well, that it really burned the whole way down his throat. Hell his belly was still warm from it. If Daryl didn't have connections at that Diner, they wouldn't have gotten shots or a beer at all. But lucky for them, he did, let alone it was a small town, they didn't care to much. He shook his head and tried to keep a hand on Mads to keep her steady. But she was already trying to move away from him. He shook his head, his own head a little fuzzy. Yep, definitely shine.
Her arm then wrapped around his neck just as he turned to the tow truck driver. He had dug his wallet out of his pocket and opened it just as she purred in his ear, sending his blood to a low boil, his heart racing and a blush gracing his cheeks. Then her lips came crashing into his, and even felt her fingers already trying to free the buttons on his shirt. His hands quickly stopped hers, his cheeks now flaming as he gently and relucantly pushed her away. "Got to pay the man hun . . ." He rumbled, as he swallowed down his embarrassment. He took a deep breath, trying to push back his own lust and stepped forward with money in his hand. "Thank you for towing us back . . ."
A hot growl pressed between her lips as his warm hands stilled her fingers as well as pulling away that tasty mouth of his, leaving her to lick the taste away from her lips. "Fine . . . Give me the keys." She whispered, pushing her bottom lip into a pout as her hand reached into his front pocket tugging the house keys from him, before smirking heavily. "Don't take long now . . . ya here?" She winked, giving him a nice little grope, hoping to spark a little want in him. Seeing him all flustered and embarrassed sparked something in herself that was for damn sure. Madison mumbled a little thank you as she shuffled her cold feet across the small space to their front door, fighting with the lock.
Feeling her growl against his lips was even something else, that he had hardened at it and was hiding that very fact. He breathed away his annoyance and . . . lust as she tried to grab for the keys, giving him a innocent grope then. "I can guarantee that darlin' . . ." He breathed at her with promise as she moved away, then jerked and hardened even harder at the not so innocent grope this time.
The tow guy stood a few feet away awkwardly waiting to be paid, but of course trying not to snort out a laugh. The redhead was pretty funny. "Not a problem man . . . Been pretty interesting tow for me." He chuckled, taking the money from Daryl and shoving it into his pocket. "You crazy kids try to stay outta trouble now." He spoke with a grin, tipping his hat before climbing back into his truck.
That's when Madison made a loud squealish noise, since when she pushed the door open finally, Kitchi burst out the door pushing her back onto her ass with a 'thud.' The lengthy pup whined covering her cheeks and neck in a fit of slippery kisses, making her squirm and giggle lightly from the feeling of his cold nose.
Daryl bit his lip and smirked at that remark and nodded. "Yeah . . . that's a definite . . ." Dixon chuckled himself and winked at him. "No promises . . ." He turned back to follow Mads, only to watch Madison's spill onto the slippery snow covered ground. He couldn't help the chuckle that escaped him then. Shaking his head, he went over to her and looked at her as he petted Kitchi, "You okay love?" He grinned and held his hand out to help her up.
Once Daryl came over to them, Kitchi moved off her taking off to do whatever he needed to do since he had been cooped up in the house. The redhead nodded slightly, grabbing his hand to yank herself up off the ground. "Have a feeling I won't be for long." She winked at him, curling her fingers around his own and pulling him to the house, throwing her shoes somewhere onto the couch as well as shrugging out of his over-sized suit jacket from her shoulders.
Daryl barely gotten the door closed before his back was pressed up against it as Madison was kissing at his jawline. Fingers pulled a few buttons on his shirt open, pushing her palms flatly against his warm chest moving her lips down his chin lowering along his neck to kiss around his adam's apple. Her head lowered as her body did, lips touching against every inch of his exposed skin till her knees rested firmly onto the ground. Silently, she pulled his belt apart flicking her gaze back up at him as she tugged onto the button and zipper finally allowing him to come free before her eyes. The redhead didn't waste a heartbeat to wrap her mouth around his tip before bobbing back on his length in a slow and teasing manner.
He helped her off the ground and as soon as he did, she was pulling him into the house. The back of his foot kicked the door closed and before he could toe off his nice shoes, she pushed him back into the door. He was really surprised by her aggressiveness, not that he minded, but damn. He groaned softly as she kissed along his jaw and neck, her hands making short work of his shirt, and then his pants. His heart was thudding harder than a rabbit's being caught in the crossfire. "Fuck!" He breathed out as he took him in her mouth, his hands already sinking into her silky red hair. "God damn Wren . . ." If he wasn't already fully hard before this, he definitely was now. He growled and just enjoyed what she was giving before he would stop it.
Madison couldn't help it, it had been way to long for the both of them and the small events that had her itching for him, just added into the aggressive feeling. The woman wanted her man. Madison NEEDED him. Lucky enough for the both of them, they didn't have to take the time to worry about precautions, they didn't need to worry about if they had rubbers or if she took her pill that day. Guess that was the benefits of having a broken down girlfriend when it came to that department.
Her mouth kept at the slow pace, keeping him worked enough to have him hard and wanting her just as much as she wanted him. Madison's body tensed up, shivering in joy as his fingers curled into her red locks, if she wasn't already wet, the girl totally was when it came to his hands in her hair.
He took a deep but shaky breath as she pleasured him. When he had enough of this blissful torture, he gently pulled her off. "Don't wanna cum just yet darlin . . ." He rumbled as he went to move towards the bedroom. But her being so aggressive and dominant was . . . really hot and making him lose his control quick.
Madison tried to push back at his hand pulling her off, wearing a soft scowl, he might not have wanted it but she sure fucking did! "Fun sucker . . ." She piped back lamely as she licked over her lips, wanting that hot throbbing member back into her mouth giving more of that taste she craved so much. She pulled herself from the floor, ripping that stupid flower clip from her hair and tossing it somewhere in the hallway as she tugged her panties off from under her dress as she came into the doorway of their bedroom, flinging them into the room. "Can't do this one alone now." She smirked softly, waltzing her way into the room next to him, tugging her hair away from the zipper that held her dress on. "Unless . . . Ya can't wait for it baby." She winked a small bit, squeezing in front of him and the edge of the bed to lightly push her ass back into him.
His brow shot up at this as he stepped forward to join her. His eyes narrowed into slits as she taunted and teased him. He growled low, that she'd hardly be able to hear. His hand trembled ever so slightly as he reached out and tugged that zipper down her lithe back, his one finger dragging behind it. Once it was down the whole way, he pulled her back up to him, very tightly, so that he could place his mouth on the nape of her neck. As he gently bit the back of her neck, his large rough hands slid the dress straps down her arms so that it could puddle around her feet. His hands didn't stop moving as they wrapped around her waist, then up to cup her breasts, tweaking her nipples.
Madison held onto her hair, keeping it scooped away from the zipper as he slid it open, gasping shortly as he tugged her hard into his chest. She swore that her hard swallow echoed in the room around them as his warm mouth took up her neck, followed by an oozing groan as his teeth bit against her flesh, feeling her knees buckle below her. Mads had to reached behind with her hand pressing onto the back of his neck, making sure he wouldn't let her go as well as so she wouldn't completely melt onto the floor. "I need ya so bad . . ." Whimpered from her mouth, arching her chest into his rough hands.
He gently pulled the flesh of her neck and finally let go, his cock hard and very needy of her right now. "Need ya to Wren . . ." He rumbled out thickly. His one hand drifted over her taut belly, to her mound, his fingers dipping into her moist entrance, finding her extremely wet for him. "Fuck love . . ." He rumbled out, then pushed her roughly down onto the bed, so she was bent over in front of him, the top front of her now lying on the bed. Just where he wanted her. His hand glided over her back as he positioned himself. In one smooth stroke, he buried himself inside, his whole body tense as he felt her hot wetness grip him tightly. His eyes were closed as he enjoyed the feel of her around him, his hand on the back of her neck.
Her hand pressed against his own as it slid over her body, snaking down along her belly and inching back to grip into his arm as his finger made way against her wet opening. Before she could register her next move, her upper body flew forward, making her hair toss about and cover up most of her face, which earned him a scowl as she quickly cleared it away. Her heart beat fast in her chest as this was pretty new to her, and well . . . Made her nervous. But she knew Daryl would treat her right, and make them both feel like they was reaching for the stars. Her eyes watched him with fire and passion as he lined up behind her till his swift quick stroke had her pushing her face into the mattress with a light moan.
He bit his lip and pulled himself back to start the rhythm as old as time. She felt so deliciously good, wrapped around him. Breathing heavily, he ever so slowly picked up his speed, his other hand gripping her hip as he gently but deeply penetrated her warm tight depths. He then reminded himself that he was the only man that she gave herself up willingly. That if that bastard didn't touch her or anything, she would have given her virginity to him. She was his . . . and he was claiming her as his. He tipped his head back as moved a tad faster, the hand on her nape moving to join the grip on her hip.
"Too slow." She whined, squirming back as her feet lifted onto her toes, lining herself perfectly with his thrusting hips. Slow and that was good for last time, but this time Madison felt like she needed more. Madison needed to let loose with him, let loose and completely forget all the bad shit caused by another awful man.
His body grew hot at what she said, sending a wave of pleasure through him at this. Grinning, he rumbled out as he even slowed down even more. "Really darlin'?" He was excruciatingly slow now, making them both feel each other's most intimate sensitive areas against each other. Panting from keeping his control, his hands keeping her from wiggling to much, he finally gave in. They both needed relief, and only each other could do it. With a growl, his hands tightened on her hips as he suddenly slammed inside her, the pleasure shocking right through him as well. Rumbling with satisfaction in his chest, he began to really fuck her.
When he slowed down to what felt like a complete halt to Madison, her lips pushed out in a heavy whine. "No . . . Noo!" She shook her head, her voice aching out in a beg like manner. Her hips would try to coax back on him a little harder, trying to pick the speed back up, but his hands held a firm grip to keep her from moving hardly at all. Madison was about to start begging again but the only sound that pushed from her throat was a series of moans as he was finally giving it to her like she asked him.
Panting above her, he took out his sexual frustrations on her. Hearing her moan and cry out was music to his own ears as he took her, over and over again. God, it felt like heaven. He looked down and saw her lithe back and hair, but wanted more. He suddenly stopped, his cock leaving her. The muscles beneath the flesh of his arms moved and bulged as he lifted her weight and flipped her over. Now he would be able to see her beautiful face as she orgasmed. Before she could even say a word, he dropped down on his knees quickly and lapped up the cream from her pink folds, wanting to taste her before he continued with her. He lapped and teased her clit, pressing and even nibbling. Just as she was about to go over the edge, he stopped, rose up to rub the head of cock against her clit. "Who's are you?" He rumbled out, his glacier blue eyes looking into her slightly darker eyes.
Her eyes rolled, snapping shut hard with her teeth biting into her lower lip, getting a nice taste of metallic rust on her tongue. She was so damn close to loosing all sense, to loose control under him just needed a little more . . . Aggressive power coming from his end. So when them pleasurable and powerful thrusts came to a complete stop as well as making her feel . . . Empty. Madison looked at him with hard eyes and gasped with frustration. "Don't stop!" She roared out, brows knitted in confusion as his arms wrapped around her body tightly to flip her onto her back. Oh well, she guessed he could have stopped for this, Madison favored to be on her back anyway!
Her cries bounced off the bedroom walls, echoing down the halls and totally could be heard from outside as his mouth pushed over her wet channel, her fingers digging into his hair hard. Damn this man, going down on her right when she was wanting sooo bad to cum. Madsion needed to cum for him so much that it hurt, that he had her welling small tears up in her eyes, unable to utter complete english anymore. "Ba . . . b . . . babe!" She shuddered out, feeling him move to hover over her, making her hands quickly find their place on his shoulders, fingers gripping into them hot sweating muscles. Her body shivered below him as she looked at him with a half scrunched face. "Y . . . Yo . . . Yours!" She whimpered as her hips made a hard buck up against his teasing cock. Madison was holding herself dam back but it was quickly slipping from her will power.
God she was so smooth, so beautiful . . . Everything to him. She was everything to him. She felt so good trembling against him, and he relished that he could make her a quivering mess before him. He licked his lips as he stared down at her. He grabbed her thighs hard, rumbling out, "That's right . . . You're mine . . ." With that, he thrusted deep within her silky hot entrance. He groaned and kept it up, hard and fast, deep as he could go. Thing was, now that she was facing him and looking beautiful as ever as sweat beaded over her taut sexy body and his fast deep rhythm, he wouldn't last long. He groaned out, "Fuck Mads . . . Cum with me . . ." He was so damn close, and he needed her. He needed her to scream for him.
Mads cried out a heavy moan that sounded much more like a squeal as he thrusted back with in her wet core, pushing deep. It was hard for herself to keep still as she was nearing the orgasm she was trying so hard to prolong for him, wanting to hold out for as long as they both could. Madison surely didn't want this moment to end yet! She arched herself up, tilting her head back away from his sight as her lips pulled into a hard line, muffling the loud high pitched noises that wanted to let free. But those three little words sparked the reaction he wanted, and she wasn't ready to give. Her legs wrapped tightly around his waist to help slow his movements but yet let him rock hard and deep as she came hard for him, not only one little orgasm but he had two fused together that got her screaming his name across the farm as well as make a hardy mess as her sweet nectar shot out from her core.
The noises she made . . . His cock throbbed deep within her depths as he surged inside her. "Uhhhhh!" He yelled out as he felt her walls clench around him tight that he could hardly move. But he managed a few quick deep thrusts before he locked himself to her and his seed erupted from him, a roar escaping him as he came with her. His hands were tight on her thighs, that in the morning she would find finger like bruises on them. His heart pounded in his chest as he fell on top of her as he slowly relaxed against her. Breathing deeply, he held her quivering form against his sweat slicked hard one. "Fuck Wren . . ." He murmured, then somehow dragged them both up fully on the bed. He wasn't on top of her anymore, didn't want to crush her, but he was definitely still holding her tight.
His woman's whole body quivered and ached from the body rocking orgasm she experienced with him, something VERY fucking knew in her life and something she wanted to feel again VERY fucking soon! As he fell on top of her, Madison's shaking arms woven around his neck, holding him against her with her face pushing against his shoulder. Unlike him, Madison was very quiet and silent, besides the slight heavy breathing as she was trying to catch her breath, but as he would drag them up into the bed fully, he could feel how limp her body already was. Poor girl couldn't help but fall into a peaceful sleep after such a intense moment, her body just gave out on both him and herself. But on instinct her body quickly curled up against his own, pushing her head to lay on his shoulder while her arm laid around his stomach, hugging herself against his slick wet body, a happy sigh leaving her lips.
When he looked down at her face, he realized she was already out. He smirked, for he couldn't help it. Made love to her so good she passed out. Chuckling softly, he kicked off the rest of his pants, and pulled the blanket up and over them. He pulled her in tighter to him, and closed his eyes. Daryl Dixon was peacefully sleeping in seconds, with his woman in his arms.