Big Yellow Taxi

Chapter 44

Eric and Aaron were staying in the guest room formerly known as Derek's room. Grey Wolf gave his bedroom to Carol and her daughter. He and Merle were camping out in the living room with sleeping bags. And Rowan was finally able to retreat to her bedroom with Daryl. By the time the door shut behind them, she felt like she had been waiting an eternity to be alone with him.

Rowan thought they might need to talk privately before anything else happened between them. But once the door closed, Daryl pulled her into his arms and his mouth pressed down on hers. This is better, she thought. Kissing first. Talking later. When she got home earlier, she pulled a faded old t-shirt on over her white lace bra. And gave Merle his leather jacket back. But other than that she hadn't changed. Her sneakers were left near the front door. Leaving her in white lace tights that stopped mid thigh and a small white half slip over a wispy pair of pale blue panties that she bought in the gift shop of the casino.

"I'm not sure what the hell ya got on," Daryl whispered as his hands rubbed over the silky fabric of her slip, "...but I like it." Rowan giggled as she pulled him tight against her. It felt good to just be herself again and have that be enough. Even if herself was running around town riding motorcycles in her underpants.

Her hand slipped between them, rubbing his hard length through the thick fabric of his pants. Daryl was quick to nab her by the wrist. Then he snatched her by the arms to keep her from kneeling down in front of him. He already felt like he might blow a load off in his pants just from kissing her. If Rowan got her hands or mouth on him, this was going to be over before it started.

Since he wouldn't let her grab at him, Rowan switched tactics and started tearing her own clothes off. Once everything she had on was in a messy pile near her feet she jumped back into Daryl's arms and let him carry her towards the bed. The lights were off. But the blinds were open and the waxing moon was filling the room with its own soft light. Daryl laid her down gently on the bed before stepping back so he could remove his own clothes. Rowan bit her lip as she watched the moonlight reflect off the hard planes of his naked flesh. He didn't rush to climb onto the bed with her. Instead he set his hand on her knee and caressed softly up the inside of her thigh. When his thick fingers grazed across the silky patch of hair above her opening she lifted her hips and let out a low moan of pleasure.

"Shhh," Daryl whispered, stopping the movements of his fingers. "Yer dad is in the next room." Rowan stopped moaning to giggle.

"Keep going," she encouraged, "if we're loud enough maybe he'll give us some gas money for the drive back to Georgia." Before he could stop himself, Daryl doubled over in laughter. He braced his hands against the bed as he tried to get control over himself. Rowan grabbed his arm, pulling him onto the bed with her. She peppered his face with kisses while the last bit of his laughing fit finally died down.

Before he managed to get total control over his body, Rowan quickly slipped down. She grabbed the base of his erection with her hand, swirling her tongue around the swollen tip before taking it into her mouth. She smiled when she heard him let out a deep throaty moan. Who's the noisy one now? Rowan licked up a drop of his essence that had formed on the tip of his dick before sliding her mouth down and taking as much of him into her mouth as she could. She fought back against the gag in her throat, pushing him in just a little further. Her cheeks hollowed out with the suction. But only for a moment, Because the next, Daryl had her by the arms, pulling her gently up and away from his dick.

"Gonna make me come," he hissed.

"Exactly," she teased. Daryl shook his head at her as he rolled her onto her back. He nuzzled in, kissing up the line of her neck as his hand cupped her breast, his thumb rubbing back and forth across the hard pink point of her nipple. He moved his head down, sucking her other nipple into his mouth while his fingers pulled at the first. She felt a delicious clenching pull deep down in her stomach. Daryl's hand grazed down over her stomach. When he slipped one thick finger between her folds he found her already soaked. His dick twitched against the flesh of her thigh. Rowan was grabbing at him, trying to shift his body on top of hers in her eagerness to get his thick length inside her.

"Holy hell," she cried out, her fingers digging into the firm globes of his ass as she arched her hips up off the bed. "I want you inside me now!"

Daryl heard what sounded like his brother laughing in the next room. And then the sound of the TV being turned up. Loud. Daryl thought he ought to be embarrassed that everyone could hear what he and Rowan were doing. But the truth was he was so far gone into his desire for the woman beneath him that he didn't even care. He was planning to be gentle when he entered her. Rowan was pregnant and he was a little nervous he might hurt her or their baby. But the moment the tip of his dick slid inside her warm wet core, Daryl found himself slamming down deep inside her. Over and over again. Her nails were digging into his back. And he could feel her insides convulsing around him as he moved. He wasn't sure how long it went on. Time seemed to slow down and stretch out. All there was in the world was her skin on his and the soft cries of pleasure he was forcing from her lips. When he came he saw it. The swirling halo of color around her head. Like a blurred bubble filled with red lightning. He didn't know what it was, only that it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

"Is there anything you need to ask me or talk about?," Rowan asked, her voice soft and gentle. Her head was resting on Daryl's chest. One long leg was draped across his hips. He had her hand in his, their fingers intertwined. They were cuddled under the blanket together, keeping warm from the refreshing autumn breeze that was blowing in through the window Daryl cracked open after they got themselves sweaty with their sexual exertions.

"You wanna be with me?," he asked. Rowan was quick to assure him that she did. There was nothing she wanted more in the world than to be with him. "Then I don't got anythin' else I need to know," Daryl said. He paused for a moment. "You got anythin' ya need to ask me?"

"Will you take me home?," she asked. Daryl smiled and pressed a kiss into her hair.

"First thing in the morning," he promised. "We're going home."