Best Friend (Part III)
Michonne's mind is reeling as she allows Rick to take the lead. She wraps her arms around his neck as he snakes an arm around her waist, pulling her flush against his body. She accepts his tongue, tilting her head to the side to taste more of him.
He brings his hands up to palm her breasts, fingering her nipples softly. He breaks their kiss to drop down and take a nipple into his mouth, rolling his head as he suckles her.
She lifts a hand from his shoulder to the back of his head, running her fingers through his hair as he pulls on one nipple before moving to the other. She tosses her head back as he drops further down, touching his tongue to her abdomen before pulling the skin into his mouth.
Rick is heady with the taste of her and can't wait to taste more as he never tires of being with her. He continues to lave at her stomach while he hooks his fingers into her thong and pulls it down slowly, dropping to his knees in front of her.
Michonne looks down at the top of his curly head as he grabs one of legs and drapes it over his shoulder. She can feel his breath on her as he inches closer and closer to her core.
He kisses her curls before darting his tongue out, tasting her. He turns them toward the bed, laying her down gently, her bottom close to the edge as he places both legs over his shoulders and drops his head in between them. His hands caress the top of her thighs, squeezing as he rolls his tongue against her.
He looks down and realizes he is still fully dressed. He groans in frustration and gives her one last kiss before standing up to remove his clothes. He smiles as she lifts up on her elbows to watch him, her eyes drinking him in hungrily. He tosses everything aside and goes right back onto his knees.
Michonne drops against the bed and slowly rolls her hips as Rick suckles her. She moans as he goes deeper and repeatedly flicks his tongue against her clit. She nearly comes undone as he circles her opening with one digit before pushing inside. "Oh…"
Rick is visibly shaken as he encounters her dripping center. He can't wait to glide himself into her, the promise of her warm, snug walls enticing him like never before. He can feel her legs begin to shake against his shoulders as she lifts off the bed, then drops down again, her entire body quivering as she orgasms.
He allows her to ride it out before he flips her over onto her stomach, kissing the backs of her knees before moving up to her thighs and finally her voluptuous ass, sucking the skin into his mouth soundly. He reaches up and palms her ass before squeezing her. "Babe, I need you on your knees."
Michonne looks back at him with bewilderment, wondering what has gotten into her man tonight. She decides not to question him as she lifts to her knees. She watches as he stands and strokes himself while eyeballing her ass in the air. She feels his fingers touch her as he guides himself in from behind.
He places a hand in the center of her back, pressing her upper body towards the bed. He grabs her hips and starts to move in and out, slowly. They both groan as he fills her and she clutches at him.
He can't believe how good she feels and the fact that he hasn't been encased in her warmth long at all and he is ready to explode. He slows down considerably, trying to prolong their lovemaking. He never wants it to end. "Shit…" he says as she clenches around him tightly and pushes back against him, urging him to move.
She smiles as he begins to move again, his hands holding tight to her hips as he thrusts a little harder. She gasps as he goes deep, making her body jerk.
"I need to hear you say it," Rick whispers as he pumps into her, his breaths fast and shaky.
"I'm yours. All yours," Michonne responds breathlessly, knowing exactly what he wants to hear.
He pulls back, moving onto the bed on his knees. He wraps an arm around her waist and turns her onto her back before covering her body with his and entering her again. He rocks against her, loving the way her hips meet his. He leans in to nibble at her cheek and her chin before bringing their mouths together, pushing in with his tongue as he finally reaches his climax.
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The next morning, they are in the kitchen, sharing some apple slices with Judith who is in her high chair. Carl has yet to make an appearance, so they feel a little more relaxed as Michonne opens her mouth to accept a slice from Rick's hand. They discuss their plans for the day as Rick is going on another run with Glenn's team. A run that will have to be short and quick as the snow has only let up for a day or so.
Carl finally makes his way downstairs, looking disheveled as his hair is sticking up all over his head and he is still wearing his pajama bottoms and a t-shirt.
"Good morning. No school today?" Rick asks.
Carl shakes his head no as he yawns and scratches his head. "We got home assignments on yesterday in anticipation of more snow moving in today."
"Well, thanks for letting us know, sleepyhead," Michonne teases.
"I didn't get much sleep last night. Something's been bothering me," Carl relays.
"Anything you want to talk about?" Rick looks at his son with concern.
"Yeah, I want to talk about it but do you want to talk about it?" Carl returns.
"Whatever it is, we can discuss it, Carl. You know that," Rick states.
"Ok, I have a question for you….and Michonne," Carl proffers.
The latter perks up as her name is mentioned, reaching for her tea mug.
Rick nods at her and then at Carl. "Shoot."
"Are you two in love with each other?"
Michonne spews her tea across the counter as that is the last thing she expected to hear from Carl.