I was moving straight into what's coming next, which may be a little angst too... but then I thought some smut is always good!

R&R!

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37.

'We don't have to, you know?' she managed to say as Daryl leaned over her, leaving a trail of kisses down her neck and all over her bare shoulders. 'Oh yea we do', he whispered, laying on top of her, holding his weight with his hands that rested on the sides of her head.

Carol shivered at the sight of this gorgeous man on top of her, his eyes sparkling with lust, and although it wasn't the first time they'd been together, she couldn't stop feeling amazed at being actually her who provoked those things in him. Her eyes went to his perfect, muscular arms that looked even bigger because he was clenching them in order to hold himself, his chest exploding under the thin material that covered it, and she thought that right there in front of her was the sexiest image of a male she had ever seen. And it was hers tonight. She bitted her lower lip and slowly pulled up the hem of his tank top, her hands taking the time to explore his back, massaging and scracthing the hot skin there. He stayed very still, the pace of his breath starting to increase, his eyes locked on hers, and he moved only to balance himself over his forearms now, so that his lower body was pressed against hers.

He bended his head down for her to take his white tank top off, and she breathed heavily at the feeling of him, hard and pressing against her lower stomach. 'you're so gorgeous Daryl', she whispered. He lowered his head to suck and bite the spot over her clavicle, and Carol let go a little sound as that movement resulted in him pushing even more over her .Heat started to build inside of her and through her whole body as she moved up a little so that the pressure was directed against her pelvis now. This wasn't possible, she thought, they were still almost fully dressed. He must have sensed her arousal because he went back to looking at her and slightly thrusted over her, his eyes shutting down. 'oh fuck', he mumbled, his eyes opening again, a hint of that half smile appearing in his lips at the sight of her swallowing hard with eyes wide open.

Carol leaned in to kiss him and could barely catch his lips, because she felt him move again and she moaned against his mouth, the friction feeling so unbelievable good she unconsciously arched her back as his tongue slided off his mouth, tracing her bottom lip. She caught it and kissed him hard, trying to keep with the slow, teasing pace he had setted, slowly massaging his tongue and lifting her hips to rub against him. 'jesus', he mumbled and his words sent a new wave of pleasure all over her body.

The lamp light was still on and Carol reached with her hand to turn it off. He grabbed her arm before she could make it. 'Nope', he said, sitting on his knees and pulling her up to do the same.
His hands went to her legs as he lifted her dress up and off her body in one movement, inhaling deeply at the sight of her wearing no bra. She attemped to cross her arms over her chest to cover herself, but he held both of her hands, flattening them on his chest. 'Yer the one who's fuckin' beautiful in here, ya don' have to hide', his voice low and hoarse, as she swepted her fingers down his chest and his stomach until they reached the waistband of his jeans. He flinched a little at the closeness of her hands to the throbbing buldge under his zipper, and he moved his own to his mouth, licking his fingers one by one before moving them to her breasts, rolling her nipples between his forefingers and thumbs. 'damn, yer like a fuckin' drug ta me', he said, his eyes never leaving hers, and she moaned as she backed her head up, feeling he may make her come just by talking to her like that. She almost lost her balance and fell back, but Daryl quickly caught her, wrapping his arms around her lower back.

Carol chuckled. 'Ya ok?' he asked, with that damn half smile.
She just nodded. 'Talk ta me', he grawled, running his tongue softly over her earlobe. She exhaled the air she had been holding. 'It turns every cell of my body on when you talk to me'.

'Mhm', he whispered in her ear, 'it turns me on jus' ta turn ya on', and he grabbed her hands and leaded them to his crotch. Carol froze at the feeling of his erection and unzipped his pants, and he began to struggle to take them off. He eased her back on the bed then, leaning his head down towards her chest. Carol whimpered when she felt his teeth graze the sensitive flesh there. He licked both of her breasts and teased her nipples with his tongue until he heard her moan loud and he opened his mouth to gently suck on her left nipple, moving to the other right after. Carol's breath was fast and erratic, one of her hands tangling on his hair as she held his with the other and guided it down to her center, feeling she was aching for him to touch her. He watched her with eyes that devoured her features as he kissed her hard, his fingers stroking her over her cotton panties. 'take them off, Daryl', she cried out between moans. 'Damn, yer so fuckin' wet already', he rumbled and slipped his hand under her panties, tracing circles over her pulsing clit. 'oh my god! I can't wait anymore', and he moaned against her lips and increased the speed of his movement, feeling the little ball of nerves tense and clench under his touch.

'I want ya to take control tonigh', he looked up at her with a burning gaze, softening his touch a little.

'How?' she asked in a trembling voice. She wasn't sure what he meant by that.

'wan' ya ta fuckin' ride me woman', he whispered over her neck as he gently sucked the hot skin there.

Carol suddenly panicked. She couldn't do that. She had never done it and she felt she actually wouldn't know how to start. There was one time they had had sex with her sitting on his lap, but it had been different because he was moving along with her and they were pressed against each other… but the idea of her on top of him, her body fully exposed, embarrased her just by thinking of it.

'Wha?' he looked at her, the intensity of her gaze having dissipated a little.

'I'm... I'm sorry, I just… I've never… I'd rather…' she muttered, feeling guilty for having broken the mood like that.

Daryl moved to his side and frowned, clearly confused.

'You'd rather wha'?' he asked her, running his fingers over her cheek.

'I'd rather not be on top, I just… I've never done it, I'm sorry'. She blushed.

Daryl chuckled. 'Jesus, woman, I'm relieved 'ere… thought for a secon' ya was regrettin' bout all this.'

Carol looked down, feeling stupid for not wanting to give it a try. 'I'm sorry, I'm just not that experienced.'

He lifted her chin up and made her look at him. 'Carol, ya send me to tha edge and back, jus' by fuckin' lookin' at me. Nothin' ta be sorry for'.

Her heart started to beat faster. There was something in his expression, in the way he was looking at her that made her just want to hug him and tell him she was falling for him. He pulled her in a soft kiss and it was all it took for her body to react again. She moved her hand down the waistband of his boxers and took them off, her fingers lingering over the skin there, coming close but not touching him just yet. Daryl started to breath heavily next to her, and then she grabbed him, smiling to herself as he instantly hardened under his grip. She started to move her hand up and down in a slow pace, stroking him and running her thumb over the tip. She saw him moan and bite his lip. 'oh, jesus Carol', he grawled, as he searched for her face and kissed her, his tongue rolling over hers as he breathed all over her mouth, his hand going down until it grabbed her own, inmovilizing it. 'ya gotta wait baby', he murmured. A chill ran all over her body at that word and she stared at him, searching for regret in his eyes. He half smiled at her instead and started to look for a condom.

He clenched his teeth as he entered her, his eyes wide and locked on hers. 'ain't gonna last', he muttered. Carol smiled as she moved to adjust herself to him. 'you always say that, and you always last'.

'Wanna bet?' he whispered, piercing her with a searing gaze as he pulled out and began to slowly enter her, Carol moaning loudly at the feeling of him filling her, inch by inch. He started to move in circles then, bending his head to leave wet kisses on her neck and her shoulders, his pace increasing with each of her moans. 'Daryl!' she cried out as he thrusted forward, his hands grabbing her ass to press her harder against him, his hips moving up and down. Carol felt the burn in her pussy was fastly starting to build, her orgasm close. 'Wait'.

'I'll be on top', she stated. Daryl smirked and flipped her around in one motion, managing not to pull apart.

Carol swallowed hard as Daryl layed on the bed leaving her sitting on him, totally uncovered. She tried not to think about his gaze all over her body as she thrusted forward, Daryl instantly shutting his eyes down in a painful expression. She found herself moaning. Damn, it does feel good, she thought before moving back and forward again, his hands moving to massage her breasts as she bended her head back, overwhelmed by the pleasure. He grabbed her hips tightly then, encouraging her to keep on moving. She tried something different then, swiveling her hips from side to side and all around. She felt the slow burn start to irradiate again. 'fuckin' christ Carol!', she heard him grawl and moan, digging on her hips with his nails. She moved faster then, alternating between up and down thrusts and side to side swivels and she started to feel she couldn't hold it anymore. 'jesus, don' fuckin' stop baby', Daryl cried out and that was the trigger: she moved frantically, unable to keep a rhtym anymore, the heat inside her growing and invading her whole body, which trembled as she felt Daryl's body starting to shake and his dick pulsing hard inside her as his own release stormed all over him.

Daryl brushed the sweat of his forehead as he opened his eyes and smirked at her. 'oh, I don't know how to do this', he mimicked her voice. Carol laughed and stuck her tongue out to him. 'c'mon, bring tha' pretty lil' tongue of yers ove' here', he said, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her closer.

'it was true! I had never done that before!'

'Well, thank ya', he said looking down to her.

Carol frowned. 'Thanks for riding you?'

'for tha', definitely for tha'… and for savin' me tonigh', he told her as he stroke her hair.

'How is it that I saved you?'

'Ya did... ya saved me from maself tonigh', I'm ma worst fuckin' enemy at times'.