~~*** Hey everybody, I just want to thank you all for reading my first story and one shot! I've wanted to try my hand at a Richonne story for a while but I was nervous as to whether I could remove the cobwebs and return to something I loved as a teen. All the readers, I'm grateful you are willing to go on this ride with me. It's going to have highs and lows but it'll be worth it, I promise. To the other authors, thank you for welcoming me and for your encouragements! 3 3 It all means the world to me!
The man who has brought our fantasies to life on the screen, Andrew Lincoln. It's his Birthday today so it's only fitting to drop a new chapter. Hope you guys like it and away we go!
Chapter Six
Michonne had the keys ready as soon as they got to the door. Rick followed, pressed against her, kissing on her neck and pressing his hard dick into her, slowing down her capabilities. Once inside she turned to face him and locked lips in a feverish kiss. She unbuttoned his shirt and kicked off her shoes at the same time. Rick bent down to grab her thighs and lifted her so she could wrap her legs around his waist.
"Where?" Rick asked after pulling away from her.
Michonne pointed in the direction of the spare bedroom she used while visiting. Rick carried her into the room kicking the door closed then playfully dropping her on the bed. She giggled again, damn he really liked that.
He undid his pants and pulled his shirt off. Michonne rubbed her hands over his pectoral muscles. Rick stepped out of his boots and let his pants fall to the floor. Michonne, enjoying the show, licked her lips when he took off his underwear and sprang forward.
"Take your clothes off." He demanded while he jerked on his dick. Michonne watched him as she pulled off her shirt.
"Any reason you're wearing that particular shirt?"
"It reminds me of my super sexy boss." She answered in a teasing voice.
Rick growled. "Faster."
Michonne removed her bra and skirt and attempted to slide further up onto the bed, but Rick grabbed her legs.
"You let me get just a taste earlier..." Rick stated as he pried her legs open and kneeled. Michonne didn't have a chance to register what he was about to do before he dove in.
Rick rolled his tongue from the bottom of her vulva to her clit and sucked on it letting it go with a pop. Michonne whimpered and attempted to close her legs. It was so sudden and intense.
"Oh no, you taste too good." He said, pushing her legs open.
"I really wanna finger you right now, but Python will get jealous." He said, Michonne intuitively knowing he was talking about his dick. She thought the name was fitting but couldn't concentrate on that too long.
Rick started licking and sucking up and down her slit. She bucked into his mouth and grabbed his head. He moaned against her clit and sent chills through her. Michonne grinded her heat into his face remembering she was not backing down from pleasure tonight. Rick started sucking only on her clit, reaching a hand up to pinch her nipple.
"Oh Fuck~!" Michonne moaned out as she was hit with another orgasm, leaving her feeling a bit dizzy. Rick wasted no time standing up and slamming his dick in her. She yelped, understanding that she was having a multiple orgasm when her core exploded again. Rick stood at the edge of the bed and wrapped her knees around his forearms as he began to pound into her.
"Michonne, you feel so good. You're so fucking tight." He moaned out as Michonne began a chorus of moans, cries, and whimpers.
"I can't believe I'm taking all of that big dick." She moaned out, looking down to watch him beat her pussy up. "Yes, gimme Python!"
That's all Rick needed to hear.
He pulled out and flipped her over climbing on the bed while Michonne got on all fours. He positioned himself and entered her to the hilt. He gave her a second to adjust to the deeper position before he started in on her. He gripped at her waist while she bounced her ass back onto his pelvis. They both moaned when he sped up the pace. His balls were coated in her juices.
Michonne felt the pressure building in her, she had endured enough. She violently tugged on the sheets and screamed as the explosion raced through her body. The sounds that escaped her mouth made no sense, but her pussy was communicating with Rick. It clamped down on him, forcing him to erupt.
"Michonne!" Rick moaned out her name as he went cross-eyed.
Even with her legs shaking, she maintained her position, a small blessing for him as he couldn't feel his legs. Once he got his senses back he withdrew with a hiss and laid next to her. They panted lightly.
"You okay?" He asked for what seemed like the hundredth time that night.
"I'm so good." Michonne replied, looking at him and smiling. He couldn't help it as he felt himself reached out and caress her cheek. She closed her eyes, relishing in the sensation. She felt herself drifting off but was unsure of his plans. When they made eye contact again, he reassured her.
"Go ahead, rest. My legs don't work." She giggled again and closed her eyes.
Rick studied her face for a few more minutes before he pulled the sheet on them and gave into the pull of sleep.
Michonne awoke to find her and Rick's legs entangled, his hand on top of her ass. Thoughts of last night's events flashed in her mind and her body surged with endorphins. Rick lightly snored and she believed he was well deserved to rest after all his ministrations last night. She carefully slid out of the bed, careful not to rouse him. Michonne headed to the bathroom and quickly showered. She stood in front of the mirror after, ready to brush her teeth.
"Ugh, Maggie you have the worst taste in toothpaste flavors." She said lightly to herself while looking at the tube.
"I didn't know people had toothpaste flavor preferences." Rick said, startling her. His voice groggy and deeper sending a shockwave straight to her lady parts.
"Only the best ones." She smirked, brushing while he watched her.
"I wish you had have waited for me." He said and she looked up from rinsing her mouth, noticing his morning wood.
"Sorry." she shrugged then giggled nervously as she eased her body past him.
"I'll give you some space, the linen closet there has everything you need." She offered before heading back to the room, Rick bowing his head as he watched her depart. Michonne lotioned before putting on leggings and a crop top. She unbraided her hair to let some air circulate in it. She went to the kitchen and made quick egg sandwiches. Rick stepped into the kitchen and smiled when he saw a second plate for him.
"This is all I could come up with. Maggie's a takeout sorta girl." Michonne said, having to concentrate on her breakfast to stop leering at him. His hair was still damp, he was shirtless and his jeans were hanging low exposing his sexy V.
"Thank you for this." He sat next to her and started eating.
"You mean the food or sex?"
"Both" they laughed but then silence quickly followed while Rick finished his meal.
"Hey umm…" Rick hesitated and rubbed his thumb across his eyebrow. "I don't know if this just happened- " he tried to continue but she cut him off.
"It's alright Rick." She started slowly. "You're technically my boss and there's not supposed to be any fraternization, so I understand." Rick blinked, dumbfounded.
"We can just go back to the way it was." She shrugged.
"Yeah… I guess."
Even though Michonne didn't show it, she felt heavy hearted about this, but she didn't want to push her luck. The fact that Rick wasn't fighting her on it just confirmed it. She suddenly wasn't hungry anymore.
"It was a good night."
"Yeah." he responded with a half-smile. "I guess I oughta get going." He stood and went to retrieve his belongings. Knowing he was preparing to go made her even more anguished but she had to keep the façade up. When he came back, she walked him to the door.
"I guess Maggie and your friends will be looking for you?"
"Yeah, so…" They both looked everywhere but at one another.
"Alright." Rick reached out and awkwardly half hugged her. She felt that spark ignite in her again when they touched, but she pushed it down.
"See you." She held the door open and watched him go.
"Damn…" she thought as she considered going after him, asking him to stay to plunge into her again but instead she just watched him pull off.
Then she heard her cellphone ringing. Closing the door, she went to answer it.
"Hey."
"Is the coast clear?" Sasha asked.
"Yep, yeah."
"Are you good?" Sasha was too damned intuitive sometimes.
"Of course. Are you guys coming here?" Michonne asked, quickly distracting her.
"We're on the way. Abe had to work so it's just us girls."
"Cool, see you in a few."
"It was just a one-night stand."
She kept repeating to herself. No more no less.
"But then what is this feeling I get whenever we even slightly touch…?"
Michonne didn't have time to scrutinize the notion, she had to get ready for the inquisition.
As Rick drove, he rewound the conversation.
"Had I given her some idea this was just a one-night stand? Was that all she was interested in? Maybe I should've pushed the issue…?" He was starting to think Glenn was right for always calling him a dumbass. Or was Shane right? Was he just supposed to get a taste and move on?
He'd never felt anything like last night. Michonne's body responded so rapidly to all his attention. It's true at first, he thought she was just teasing him on the dance floor. But outside, behind the barn a part of him was being awakened. He'd never had a woman respond to him with her own powerful sexual energy. In the truck her body commanded him, she'd lit a fire to him in the bedroom. How the hell was he going to extinguish that now?
Just then his phone rang. He clicked on the speakerphone.
"Hey."
"Come meet us at the diner." Daryl stated.
"I was headed home."
"Yeah, well now ya not." The call was disconnected. Rick snickered enjoyed the humor it invoked since it was exactly what he needed right now.
Ten minutes later, he was walking into the diner to see Shane, Daryl and Glenn in a far corner booth.
"Rick, you gotta hear what happened to this one last night." Shane announced pointing to Glenn who was hiding his reddened face.
Rick slid into the booth next to Daryl, Glenn and Shane sat opposite them.
"What did you say she said again?" Shane was obviously loving this.
"You see eleven condoms; I see eleven minutes of my life I'm not getting back." Shane smacked the table and burst out laughing.
"Wait, what? Maggie?" Rick was kind of shocked that Glenn's time with Maggie had actually produced some results.
"That would be the one. Chief's daughter!" Shane proudly shook Glenn.
"Keep your voice down!" Glenn hushed while looking around to see if anyone was watching them. No one was.
He pulled away from Shane and looked to Rick.
"What happened with Hawthorne?" he whispered to Rick and he flushed.
"Wait- what Recruit Hawthorne?" Shane looked as though he was on top of the world, smiling ear to ear.
"Yeah, she was at the party last night." Rick uttered.
"You two dogs." Shane started barking.
"You better be careful with that. Don't wanna end up like this asshole." Daryl added.
"These two would love to get a morsel of what I've got going on." Shane proudly gestured to himself. "But I'm proud of you. So how'd yours end?" He looked to Rick.
Rick suddenly remembered something.
"Shit, we didn't use any condoms."
"Condoms? As in multiple times? See I knew you had it in you the whole time." Shane grinned at him while Rick rolled his eyes.
"So you gonna see her again?" Glenn questioned with apathy.
"I would've but she put the brakes on that." Rick said as he tapped his fingers on the table. "So here we are." Putting his hands up for emphasis.
"Look, if you like her don't take any advice from this one." Daryl said and pointing a thumb at Shane, who pretended to be hurt. "Let me out, I don't got time to be sitting here with ya'll." Rick chuckled lightly and stood so Daryl could slide out.
"I'm going home to Connie, Bye."
Daryl was always short on words but he meant what he said when he decided to depart any wisdom.
Rick remained to listen to Shane's ribbing on him and Glenn's recount of his night, but his mind was still on cocoa skin and that coconut scent.
