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If you are still here I can only thank you for the support, love, reviews. Short introduction this time. Here's the new chapter. It was the most challenging I've written so far and I really hope you like it.

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Warning: Rated M now. Giving you the heads up.

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A.

Rick closed the door behind him and stared after her. The whole night had been crazy, one moment after the other. The best of it all was knowing he had Michonne, that her feelings had not changed. Being in front of so many people, guests, journalists, and even their own coworkers was a test. Daryl was right; he did not hide it well, but he didn't care anymore.

Michonne lit the bedside lamps and sat on the side of the bed to start unbuckling her heels.

"I thought I was never gonna make it here and get rid of these shoes", she said absent-mindedly but then noticed that Rick was still standing and looking at her. "Are you just going to stay there?"

"For now I'm just enjoying the view", he said with a smile and licked his lips.

Michonne felt a heat in her cheeks and thanked her dark complexion and the poor lighting in the room at the moment. This man and his stupid drawl that make her feel too much without him even trying. She stood up and walked until she was in front of him; now an inch shorter, Rick seemed to be hovering over her. He placed his hands on her waist and she zeroed on his lips for what seems like the umpteenth time this night. Slowly, he brought her close to him. He had wanted to do this all night.

Michonne only did what she felt like doing then and leaned in for a kiss.

"Finally alone", he said when their lips were barely touching.

"You heard Daryl, no visible hickies", causing him to snort.

"As if I'm going to listen to him."

He kept on giving her more pecks, and on the sides of her face; she relished on each kiss, feeling how her body was lighting up progressively with his touch, his closeness. Not being able to resist the game anymore, Michonne brought his lips to hers and kissed him fiercely this time. Rick returned the kiss as hungrily as her and unintentionally walked her backward till her legs touched the front of the bed.

"I'm sorry… I don't want us just to get carried away and end up doing a bit more than kissing if we are not ready."

"Oh, no, let's, please."

"Are you sure? I mean…"

"Yes, I am sure. We are not teenagers, we know each other and this is something we both wanted. I want THIS."

"Trust me, I want this too." He gave her one more peck. "But what I guess I'm trying to say is that I don't want you to feel we have to…"

"Rick, just shut up and kiss me."

"Yes, ma'am".

He obliged, goddamn he obliged. She always smelled so amazing that he felt intoxicated for a moment. He traded her lips for her neck and heard her moan in response. The smell was exceptionally good there, the taste and feel of her soft skin. Their hands started going everywhere, both trying to reach what was beneath their clothes.

Michonne undid the knot of his tie and pulled the jacket from his shoulders, all falling to the floor. Next was his shirt, but she felt Rick still focused on her neck, something that was driving her nuts with pleasure and his hands all over her body, so she made a pause from undressing him and went for his lips again.

"You don't have to be so chivalrous, Rick. I'm not gonna break, promise."

"Yeah, I know… it's just that... I've wanted this so much for so long."

"Then show me how much. Show me", she whispered in his mouth.

Rick lifted her and Michonne circled his waist with her legs feeling the bulge growing in his pants. He used one of his knees as leverage in the bed before placing her and him on it. It was not that he was nervous, which he was, but he wanted to take his time and revere her and the moment. He kissed her again while a hand went underneath her blouse taunting her flat stomach and she hissed. Finally, she had the focus to return to her task of undressing him and started to open up his shirt and went for his belt next while Rick did the same for her blouse, leaving her in her bra and pants.

"These need to go too, sweetheart," he said pointing to her pants and she smiled while unbuttoning them and let him drag them down her legs, which left her only in matching black panties and bra. "Do you have any idea how gorgeous you are?"

"You saying it is one of the best things to make me believe it." She pulled his open shirt. "Your turn. Take it all off. I want to see."

She was being greedy. Who cares at this point? Rick withdrew from the bed and removed his shirt, his belt, and his pants, only leaving his boxers. But Michonne was not having half of anything.

"I said all, Grimes."

"You are too bossy, let's see how long it lasts," he was dying to have her writhing underneath him and moaning and screaming his name in all the languages he knew she spoke. He granted her some power so he could take his time and not rush but looking at her sprawled in bed in front of him, ready and wet, was not making it easier.

He advanced over her again like a hungry wolf and started kissing down her neck, in the valley of her breasts while he snuck up one hand behind her and unclasped her bra leaving her breasts for him to see and enjoy. Michonne hissed and grasped his hair when his lips closed over one of her nipples and she felt the warmth of his mouth. He moved his other free hand down her flat stomach and up, down her now arched legs and up, caressing and enjoying every bit of skin while switching from one breast to the other. He stopped his movements between her legs, at the center of her burning core. She was already wet just from him kissing her. It was so hot in the room all of a sudden. It felt like she was on fire.

Rick touched her core and felt her arousal through the fabric, she was soaking wet which only caused him to be more aroused. Damn, this woman was going to be the death of him. With a fast movement, he got rid of the offending item, exposing her to his hungry eyes.

"Don't stop now", was her plead. Her intermittent breathing was proof of how aroused she was too.

He reached out and touched her hot and wet folds, ghosting over her clit, feeling her heart pulsating in her center. He slid one finger and she closed her eyes and cursed, biting her bottom lip in an attempt to hold a cry. A bit useless, so he smirked. Fuck, she felt so good.

"Open your eyes, baby."

She did so and she found an intensity in him that she has never seen before. Lust, desire, animalistic freedom. She was so wet that he had no problem inserting another finger, and he started working her already swollen clit with his thumb, while his eyes fixated on her. He wanted to see her come undone, to see all her faces, to hear her moans. He didn't have to wait long because Michonne pulled him down for another kiss and trapped his bottom lip between her teeth. When he curved his fingers inside, reaching and massaging her spot, she arched her back and her world exploded behind her eyes.

"Fuck!", was the only thing she could muster. "That... that was…"

"Hmm…", he said, looking at her.

"What?"

"I didn't know you were so…", she arched a perfect brow, "... sensitive".

"Well,... not that you needed to know but… it's been a while for me." Damn, she was still catching her breath. She felt him tracing her lips with one of his fingers.

"Lately all I could think about was to own these lips. They have haunted me for more nights than I can remember."

Michonne didn't say anything and let him have his wish until she recovered and trapped his finger between those same lips he was worshipping. She sucked a bit and saw how his eyes turned dark with lust. She let him go with a pop sound and looked smug.

"Now, let's see how sensitive YOU are."

"We can play that another time, you really don't have to...", he started saying.

"I know."

"Then, another time… because..." Kiss. "Now..." Kiss. "all I want..." Kiss. "...is to feel you".

She smiled and pulled him towards her even more, circling her legs and closing her still pulsating and hot center to his. Rick positioned and felt her wetness pressing in his dick. More kisses and she slid her tongue inside his mouth and felt her world go around. It was a feeling she hadn't had in a while. He said next time. This was just the beginning of them being together. Next time, she said to herself. But right now all she wanted was to have him inside of her. She brought her hand to the space between them and pushed for him to stop teasing her but Rick got another concern.

"Wait… I need to…", he tried to reach his pants for something.

"I'm on the pill, Rick". But he only hummed and backed down in bed looking for something. "Where… what are you doing?"

"It's alright that you are, but extra caution is not a problem, right?"

This man and his gentleman manners. Even now she was feeling like a total and complete slut, losing her freaking head over a dick, even forgetting protection and she was fine with it, but of course he wouldn't. Her heart swamped in awe of him even more. Damn, she was so desperate to get it that her common sense left the room. But she was glad he was so centered for both of them at this moment.

He slid right into her and she made a silent gasp while trying to adjust to his size. God, she was tight. He felt like he was opening her entirely. She caressed his back and clawed at it when he pushed a bit more. Rick paused and after a second, he buried himself deeper into her walls. He heard her moan again and intelligible curse words left her delicious mouth. Seeing her so vocal made him even crazier about her. He had never seen this side of her and was desperate to see more of this side of her. Everyday. Forever.

Michonne felt him inside, opening her, filling her. She took a deep breath when she felt him push a little more and then retracting, only to come back and push again. He felt so good, just right, finding and hitting that perfect place that wouldn't let her last longer. Rick felt her walls clenching around his cock, and breathed trying to hold up a bit but cursed when Michonne circled his waist with her legs and changed the angle, making him reach impossibly deeper.

And deeper he went, gaining confidence with each of her moans, picking up the pace, getting crazier with the sight of her and all the phrases escaping her sweet mouth:

"That feels so good, Rick. Shit!"

"I love it when you say my name in the middle of your moans", was all he could say.

"Don't stop!"

"I don't think I could."

She brought his face to hers and kissed him deeply, wildly. One of his hands on her hips angled her with a tight grip for his benefit now, so he could hit that spot directly. And so he did, over and over again. Faster and faster. Michonne thought she was going to die of pleasure this time. She could feel herself reacting to Rick's touch and hammering on her. Everything was mixed: her need to feel him inside her even more than he already was, the air full of their sex, and the sound of their pounding flesh. It was getting too much, her body was about to give in; she could feel it coming up through her feet, building up in the center of her stomach. She was so close.

He felt her starting to clench and contract around him and his other hand looked for one of hers and they intertwined their fingers.

"Don't hold back. Let me feel all of you", he encouraged her to let go.

She did not hold, at all. The volcano of emotions erupted and tightened her lower belly and went down, making her curl her feet and arched her back with a cry, pressing him a bit more to her, tingling all over. Her senses were heightened. Rick did not want to miss anything and for that reason, he forced his eyes open as he looked down on her; he could almost see her dilated pupils and feel her mouth swearing and crying out his name. His hips gained speed as he chased his own pleasure after feeling hers, after weeks of anticipation and waiting. Feeling her squeezing, throbbing, and clenching around him. Hearing his name amidst her ecstasy, made him come with a groan and ride her until the last drop of his release was out of him. Rick collapsed on the bed next to her and tried to catch his breath just like her.

"God…"

"I completely agree."

They stood there for a couple of minutes, only looking at each other, slowly coming down from their high. Michonne was so spent she felt her eyes heavy and closed them to relax, but she felt Rick moving away from the bed and then coming back.

"Come here", he whispered, while his arm pulled her close.

She placed her head in the crook of his neck and started caressing his beard. She loved him with that beard. She always thought that it made him look so elegantly old and hot. Eventually, her hand went down his chest and she circled his body. Rick kissed her forehead. Sweetly, lovingly.

"Thank you," he said. She had a deja vu instantly. He had said the same thing to her back then at the hotel when he decided to confess that he was falling in love with her.

"For what?", she asked just like that night.

"For everything you are, for you."

"Don't be silly. If anything I should thank you. You were brave enough to speak up and now... Here we are."

"Yeah, that too." She smiled groggily.

"Are you sleeping on me?"

"I just need a tiny little nap and then I'll be ready for you. Again."

"You better. We have time to make up for".

When she didn't answer this time, he was sure she had fallen asleep, her body was totally relaxed next to him. Just one little nap for you too, Rick. He felt like he was alive for the first time in a long time, like he could finally breathe again.

Michonne opened her eyes to a room illuminated by the sun. For a second she wasn't sure where she was, but everything came back to her and last night's events played in her mind, making her smile. She felt someone stirring behind her in bed and looked back to see Rick's sleeping figure. The sheet was covering his lower half but she could still see part of his legs and feet. He looked so calm, so relaxed. The curls were all over the pillow and a few rebel ones were covering his forehead. She carefully faced him and tried to remove them to have a clear sight of his face.

"Good morning, beautiful", he said still with his eyes closed.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to wake you up".

"I was up already. But I thought for a moment you were not going to wake up in time."

"Yeah, last night was… now I'm all kinds of sore." That made him open his eyes and look at her with a tiny frown. "Not… in a bad way, but… let's say I'd be feeling the effects all day."

"It was a LONG night indeed."

"Yes, it was. I really, really enjoyed it." She reached for her phone to look at the time and gasped. "It's 9:30 already? Why didn't you wake me up? Sam is going to kill us, Rick!"

"Who cares? If we are late today…" he shrugged. "They'll survive."

"You say that because they forgive everything you do."

"You know that's not true, but I am so happy today that I just don't care. Nothing is going to ruin how I feel."

"Yeah... I'm happy too. I won't let anything ruin that either, but it's not just us, there's a world out there. I wish we could stay in here longer… but you are right, I think if I get out of this room everyone is going to notice the happiness in my face".

"Let them. I could scream it from the rooftops." Michonne just giggled. Oh, my god. Am I giggling now?!

"However, I need to get up and get ready. The world doesn't stop just because we are happy", she started to move from under the sheets but he grasped her arm.

"No, no, wait! Five more minutes!", and she laughed.

"No, Rick. I know exactly what you mean by that." He arched his brow trying not to look guilty. "But we really need to get going. I don't want Ann knocking on my door."

"Alright, alright, if it makes you feel better I sent a text to Daryl earlier telling him we were going to be late. So…"

"Oh...", Ok. "I'll jump in the shower then."

"Ok, if you really have to go...", he turned on his back and positioned his arms behind his head getting more comfortable but giving her a full view of his face and chest and everything she was missing for wanting to 'get ready'. Her mouth watered at the view and the memories of last night invaded her. His cocky smile and bright eyes told her he was thinking about the same thing. She squinted at him.

"We ran out of condoms, Rick. So, stop looking at me like that. I know what you are doing". She sat down giving her bare back to him. Don't look, Michonne. Don't look.

"I'm not doing anythang but I definitely want to."

Shit.

Michonne knew the only way to escape was to run to the bathroom where she was not going to be able to see his blue eyes dragging all over her body. She closed the door but did not lock it. I'm not going to fight the temptation that hard. She opened the shower, controlled the water temperature, and let it run while she brushed her teeth thinking again about last night. Damn, that man could fuck.

Once done, she stepped into the shower. The hot water hitting her body and relaxing her sore muscles. It's been ages since she felt this tired. Mike was good, she had to give him that but Rick's game was on a different level. The way he paid attention to every inch of her body, how dark and feral his eyes could be when he was about to come. She could still hear the sound of their bodies, taste him in her tongue, feeling his lips in that sweet and crazy spot on her neck, the tingling of his beard in the insides of her tights and up... Shit, it was making her feel all hot and wet again.

A noise made her snap back to reality and she looked through the glass smeared door.

He was in the sink washing his face; she just stared for a few beats, the water falling on her. Rick knew she was looking, so he faced her.

"Do you mind if we share the shower and help save the planet?", he asked with a cocky smile.

Oh, fuck this, she thought to herself.

Michonne opened the glass door and pulled him in, crashing her lips to his under the cascading water.

"Don't make us be any later than we should, Grimes."

"I'm not making any promises", he said and closed the glass door behind him.

Enough to say they were awfully late.

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