Chapter Two

Rick managed to stay awake, too charged to get to their destination. When the plane landed he had to wake Michonne to transfer to the next flight. She thanked Eric for making her first class experience wonderful before they deplaned. They were allowed off first since their flight had a small delay and they needed to rush to make their connection. They hurried through the Denver airport with directions from Eric, making it just in time for seating of first class to be called again. They plopped down in their seats, Rick slid the bag under the seat in front of him.

Michonne was catching her breath when she had a realization.

"Huh?" she looked around and out the window as though it would give her some clue.

"You just realized you missed the destination." Rick chuckled and she nudged him with her elbow which made him laugh more.

Then Michonne shrugged her shoulders and sat back getting comfortable in her window seat.

"You know what, I don't even mind. This has been so much fun already."

"Or… you just know that the Captain will be announcing our arrival city in a few minutes." Rick was on to her.

Michonne pretended to pick a piece of lint off of her sweater.

"Maybe." She couldn't keep a straight face and giggled then she went on.

"But really if this was the end of the trip and we were just headed back to Georgia, I wouldn't even mind."

"I'm glad to hear that but this isn't the end. We are going to Wyoming."

"Wyoming?"

"Yep, Wyoming." He smirked at Michonne's amazedly perplexed look.

They sat for the second planes preflight safety demonstration and Michonne had another serving of wine before she laid her head on Rick's shoulder and dozed off. Rick laid his head back to catch a little nap so he wouldn't be too tired when they arrived.

The planes shuffle of descension for landing woke them both. Michonne looked out the window to see barely visible snow peaked mountains. It was seven in the evening and the sun was already setting as the plane skidded to a stop on the brightly lit runway. She realized this was one of those airports where you had to walk across the tarmac to the terminal. The idea of getting to do so was whimsical, a throwback to some of her favorite old classic movies.

Michonne grabbed her pocket book and beamed an animated smile at Rick as he stretched, smiling back. He carried the duffle bag and held her hand as they walked down the ramp and across the passageway into the Jackson Hole airport.

This airport was more of a huge log cabin with wood planks and beaming. Floor to ceiling windows allowed you to take in the breathtaking views of the mountains that surrounded the area. Instead of uncomfortable plastic chairs there were faux leather loungers. Wilderness art depictions of bears, hawks and Yellowstone national park lined the walls. Rick and Michonne both looked around in wonder.

"Is this the best airport you've ever been in or is it just me?" Rick asked when they passed a giant bronze elk statue as they headed to baggage claim.

"No, it's not just you." Michonne squeezed his hand.

"Fun fact, it's the only airport in a national park." Rick informed her.

"Wow!" Michonne marveled. "Are splitting tasks as usual?"

"Yep, you stay here wait for the bags, I'll go get the rental from Enterprise." He kissed her quickly and headed to the counter right across from where she stood.

The conveyor belt started and bags begin to slide down the carousel. Michonne grabbed their two bags placing them on the floor and waited for Rick to return. He ran back in the door from outside quickly blowing warmth into his hands.

"I forgot I'd be out there longer. I should've taken the coat." Michonne smiled and rubbed his reddened cheek.

"Hmm, we better hurry and get where we are going so I can warm you up." She coyly stated.

Rick groaned, suddenly warm from the heat that arose from her comment. Michonne pulled her coat out of the bag, put it on and handed Rick his to bring him out of his trance. She grabbed the nearly empty bag and headed for the exit. Rick watched her walk away for a moment enjoying her sultry switch. He threw on his coat and followed toting the other luggage.

Rick directed them to the Chevy Traverse he had rented, they threw the bags in the back and jumped inside. Rick set the navigation on his phone and pulled off. He smiled while he watched Michonne staring out the window to see the bottom of the mountains were actually green and lush.

"We'll be there in about 20-30 minutes." He filled her in and she turned back to him and smiled.

"Did I tell you before how thrilled I am?" she smirked at him.

"Just once or twice." He responded as they drove down the roads that seemed to have views of mountains in every direction.

They drove through a quant town where all the structures were made of wood or had wooden facades. They passed a park square that had an entrance made of elks horns where people were enjoying the evening.

Mountains lined with lush green foliage and tall pine trees surrounded them. The further they got from the town, the darker it became with sparing street lights present on the highway. Then finally in the distance an area illuminated log constructed buildings, lodges and cabins.

Some of Rick's nerves were calmed once their destination came into view and it appeared to be just like the website. Rick spied Michonne's eyes light up when she stared out the window as they drove into the horseshoe driveway and stopped in front of the sliding doors of the main house.

"You can just wait here. I'll go check in." he instructed Michonne after he put the vehicle in park. He jumped out to go inside leaving her to her thoughts.

Michonne was all a flutter as she waited for Rick's return. She was amazed that Rick had mostly in secret, executed all of this for her. It nearly overwhelmed her. They had been together for a slightly over two years. Nine months ago, they took the big step in moving in with one another. Michonne reminisced to how they took that step.

Rick and Michonne were at his friend, Morgan Jones' home for a dinner party. Michonne always thought it was fortunate that they not only got along with but liked one another's friends, so it made nights like this fun. But tonight, she was a little bored as she listened to Morgan's wife Jenny drone on about her and her husband's attempts at getting pregnant. The conversation was all ovulation this, temperatures that. All the charts to track. So after a few minutes she excused herself to get another drink and when no one was looking she slipped into the kitchen.

The dinner had yet to be served and she was feeling the effects of the vodka in her cocktail hitting her too quickly. So she looked in the cabinets for a quick bite. She found a variety box of protein bars with one peanut butter left. She unwrapped it and took a bite, closing her eyes savoring the sweet taste.

"We're eating his snacks now?" Rick startled her and she jumped turning to face him.

She shrugged and kept chewing. "The mat said welcome." Rick snickered and walked over to her, she offered him the last bite and he accepted.

"I thought you could always hear me coming?" Rick said after swallowing and Michonne smirked.

"I guess I'm getting used to the click clicking. My mind registers it as white noise now." He chuckled.

"Is that right?"

She nodded and Rick came closer to kiss her full heart shaped lips.

"Hmm- makes me wonder if that means you could tolerate it, if we…" Rick paused nervously and she tilted her head questioningly.

"If we moved in together." He eyed her hoping for a positive response.

"Rick." Michonne said his name slowly.

"I know it might be a bit quick but I just want that if... if it's something you wanted." She smiled slowly back at him and pressed her lips to his.

She sucked on his lips softly while she reached up and slid her fingers into his curls pulling his body to press against hers. Rick was being literally sucked in but he had to resist needing a verbal answer so he pulled away slightly and whispered on her lips.

"So that's a yes?"

"Yes." Rick bit her bottom lip and she moaned. They engaged in a passionate kiss as Rick moved his hands to her ass massaging her plump behind. The pace of the kiss was increasing just as the kitchen door swung open.

Morgan entered the kitchen and smiled when they ceased their affections.

"I'm guessing she said yes." Morgan stated with a smile.

Rick and Michonne both nodded a bit embarrassed to be caught making out in their friends' kitchen.

"Sorry to interrupt but Jenny's taking so long to serve dinner and I'm starving. I just wanna grab something quick before she catches me." Morgan headed to the same cabinet Michonne had been in. He picked up the box of protein bars and rummaged through it. Rick looked to the side in an attempt to hide his guilt.

"Hmm… I could've sworn there was one more peanut butter left." Morgan stated. Rick looked between the two of them then back to the side.

"That's how it is isn't it. You always think there's one more peanut butter left." Michonne responded and walked out the kitchen leaving Rick behind.

Michonne giggled at the memory. Rick told her later that night in bed, he had confessed to Morgan the truth about her mischievousness. Even though he snitched on her, she still moved in with him.

Rick emerged from the main lodge and climbed back into the vehicle. "All checked in. We just have to drive over to our area and park." He began to drive. "But after that I'm gonna need you to do something."

"Okay."

"That easy?"

"Yep." She smiled.

"I need you to wear this." He reached into one of the Velcro strapped pockets of his coat and pulled a piece of fabric out. Michonne took it and held it up to discover it was –

"A blindfold?"

Rick pulled into a parking space and turned off the car. He turned to look at Michonne. Before Rick could even say anything she was putting it on. He had to admit the sight of her wearing the mask brought images to mind of what he could do to her while she wore it. Michonne's breathing had increased and she licked her lips. Rick really wanted to kiss her moistened lips but he also wanted to get her inside.

"One second." He told her and got out to come around and open her door to help her out. She held his arm tightly with a strength he didn't know she possessed.

"It's okay." He assuaged her fears as he walked her slowly around the corner to the entrance of their cabin for the weekend. Rick held her still while he pulled out the keycard opening the door and flicked on the lights. He walked Michonne in and closed the door behind them. Rick guided her across the room, snickering when she reached out to stop herself from falling over objects that weren't there.

"I've got you." He promised as he removed her coat. After he took his coat off he came to stand behind her.

"You ready?"

"Yes." She stated and nodded too.

"Take off your blindfold."

Michonne raised her hands and pulled the mask off, then slowly opened her eyes. After her vision adjusted to the light, she was in awe.

They stood in a private cabin with floor to ceiling wood framed windows. Through those panes was a tree lined mountainside that allowed for maximum seclusion. A small ramshackle shack sat off to the side. Inside the cabin, butterscotch painted walls were adorned with sconces that provided ambient lighting. There in front of them sat a king-sized bed with a gold and cream comforter and decorative pillows. Across from it was a wall of stone that encased a real wood burning fireplace.

Michonne's jaw dropped then closed. She turned to Rick and opened her mouth than closed it again. Her eyes filled with tears and when she smiled one rolled down her cheek. She stepped over to Rick whose eyes were welling up too. She placed her hands on his chest then ran them up to his neck and tippy toed to hug him tightly. Rick's arms encircled her waist lifting her to him.

"I love it." She whispered with a voice full of emotion. Rick put her down on her feet. "I love you."

"I love you too." He responded. Michonne and Rick's eyes locked and she gently wiped a tear away from his cheek.

"I can't believe you did all of this."

"You haven't even seen it all yet."

He took her hand and lead her across the patchwork shag rug to the area at the front with hard wood floors. Two comfy looking chaise lounges sat with a small round table between them. When you turned the corner there was a small open concept kitchen. Equipped with a narrow stainless steel fridge, stove with an oven, microwave and mini wine cooler.

"The fridge has groceries I ordered to last us the weekend. But I have Chinese food on the way for tonight."

Michonne smiled then checked out the fridge that was stocked with more than the two of them could eat in any weekend.

Rick took her back around to the bedroom area and into the bathroom. He flipped the switch and the room illuminated. There were heated travertine tiles on the floor and in the huge open shower. Double bowl sinks with intricate faucets sat at the vanity with a large mirror. There was a water closet for solitude. But the center piece was a claw foot soaker tub that sat on a step against a glass wall with a steep rocky wall as its background.

"Rick." was all Michonne could get out before she ran to the tub pulling off her boots to climb in.

"Come on." She called to him. Rick pulled off his boots and climbed in behind her. She pulled his arms around her and laid her head back against him imagining what it will be like nude and submerged in hot water.

"So I did good?"

"Oh, you did so good. I only have one question?"

"What's that?"

"That shed is empty, correct?"

Rick chortled. "Yeah, its historical so it can't be taken down."

"Good, because I don't plan on wearing much this weekend."

"I didn't plan on you wearing much this weekend either."

Michonne laughed and Rick began to tickle her when the phone rang.

"That must be the food." They climbed out of the tub and Rick ran to the phone in the bedroom area. Michonne followed him carrying their footwear. She dropped them near a dresser then sat on the bed to watch Rick.

"Oh." she bounced. "This is plush." She winked at Rick.

He couldn't wait to have her sprawled out on that bed but he had to go back out.

"Hold that thought. Let me go get the food and our bags. I'll be right back." He grabbed his coat, retrieved his boots and jogged out the door.

With Rick gone, Michonne sprang into action. She fished through her coat pockets for what she had tucked away. Then she skipped to the bathroom and removed all of her clothing. She grabbed a washcloth and freshened up quickly with her bar of coconut soap. She pat dried with a towel and slipped into a white thong body suit with underwiring to give her girls a boost. She heard Rick at the door as she finished up.

"I'm back!" he shouted and she quickly undid her hair to let it fall down her back. Michonne gave herself a once over in the mirror and walked out.

Rick had placed the bags down near the door and he was leaning over to take off his boots. Michonne came over to the fireplace and stood waiting to garner his attention.

When Rick looked up he was stunned by the beauty that stood before him. Michonne standing there in white lingerie that extenuated her smooth dark skin. Rick couldn't help but immediately go to her. They locked eyes and their hearts began to pound from how quickly the lust befell them.

Rick gently ran the tips of his fingers on the moisturized skin of her arm, rubbing down to her wrist then back up. He always enjoyed the contrast of his rough palms when they caressed the silky skin of her body. Michonne's breath hitched from his soft touch. The sensation heated her skin as it passed over her shoulders then came to encompass her neck. She tilted her head when his lips neared hers, she was so ready.

Rick had to calm himself because he wanted to crush his body to hers. Touch every part of her but he was compelled to savor this. Even though they had sex nearly every day, he knew he had immense expectations to satisfy from not only her but himself too.

When their lips connected he sucked at them languidly, even as Michonne's mouth was drawing him in. Rick's slick tongue glided into her mouth and she sucked it bit by bit, going at his pace. Her hands had a different agenda, they pulled at his sweater. Lifting it so her fingers could graze his muscular torso. Once she got the garment high enough, they parted so Rick could remove it along with his t-shirt, throwing them to the floor. Michonne used the opportunity of his distraction to lick his nipples causing him to hiss at the contact. Rick pulled Michonne's lips back to his and he kissed her more intensely.

Michonne ran one hand through Rick's hair at the top of his head since the sides had been cut low. The other grasped his bulge through his jeans. Knowing that Rick was already this hard for her made her punani jump.

Rick was being tortured by the denim preventing Michonne from properly gripping him, so he undid his belt, unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. As soon as he did Michonne's hand was pulling the elastic band of his boxer briefs away to gain access.

"Mhm" Rick and her both moaned into each other's mouths when she worked him. The kiss became hungry and sloppy incentivizing Rick to tug on her locs. Michonne's motions were getting him closer, he couldn't take it anymore. If he didn't stop her it would be over before it even begun so, he pulled back from her grasp.

"You gotta stop." He implored as he removed Michonne's hands.

Once he was steadied, he then kneeled in front of her. Placing his hands on her hips, he pulled her forward and he rubbing his face into her mons, inhaling her scent. Michonne's body trembled and she wasn't sure if she'd be able to maintain her balance when Rick lifted her leg onto the stone seat built in the fireplace front.

Michonne watched as Rick pulled the thin fabric to the side and separated her lips with his fingers to suck on her now exposed, swollen clit. A shockwave nearly caused her legs to buckle as Rick began to lick and suck on her slit. He moaned like it was the best thing he ever tasted. Michonne ran her fingers through his hair and wasted no time circling her waist against his face.

Rick wished he could see her expression but he was too busy sucking the juices from her slick pussy. When he raised Michonne's leg from the seat to his shoulder he was able to get the access he craved. He pushed his face in further so that his nose and beard were encompassed in her sweet sap.

Michonne yanked his hair harder when he inserted his tongue into her warm depths. Rick wanted to worship her endlessly but he could feel her legs betray her when they started to tremble. So he headed back to her button, he used the tip of his tongue and flicked her faster and faster until she exploded.

"Fuck"

Rick dived back down to lap up her cream while she rode the wave out. Rick slowly put her leg back on the ground and held her still while he stood to kiss her.

Michonne kissed Rick back, tasting herself on his lips. Her movements had slowed but she was catching her second wind so she pushed Rick's pants down. Then slid her hands into his underwear to squeeze his ass.

Rick broke the kiss again to remove the rest of his clothes. Michonne watched as his thick hard dick twitched against him begging for satisfaction. Michonne wanted to taste that bead of precum that glistened on his head but Rick bent, grasping her thighs lifting her to wrap her legs around his waist. He carried her over to the end of the mattress. Climbed up to kneel on the bed then crawled until he laid Michonne in the center.

Her body yearned for his cock to invade her. "Baby, please…" She whined.

Rick closed his eyes biting his lip. Rick's dick was so hard that it was almost painful. He wanted to be inside her too but he wanted their flesh to be in contact while he drove into her.

As Michonne's chest heaved he could see her dark nipples straining against the lacey parts of the cups begging to be freed. Rick leaned over her to slide the thin straps of her teddy down. Michonne raised her body so he could get it low enough to reveal her breasts. The exposure causing her peaks to stiffen more. Rick teased her by running his fingertips over one and Michonne arched her back.

"Rick… please." She begged.

"Shh…" Rick responded then leaned in to kiss her nipple while he continued to play with the other.

Michonne knew she had to be dripping all over the comforter but she didn't care. She watched as Rick licked, kissed and sucked both of her buds. His saliva wetting them so they shined. His fingertips came back to give her firm pinches making her cry out each time he did.

Rick was done torturing her for the moment and he went back to taking the tiny piece of material off of her delectable body. He pulled the spaghetti straps down until her arms were freed then Michonne raised her hips so he could slide it all the way off.

Rick came back to hover above her, she licked his lips. Michonne was done with her man's teasing and she opened her legs and pulled his full weight onto her. She initiated a hungry kiss while she reached down to align him with her wet opening. Rick kissed her just as hard and raised one of her legs onto his shoulder, so thankful for her flexibility. He let her guide him to her entrance and he thrust slowly but fully into her.

"Fuck." They both cursed.

Rick recovered to retract then plunge into her again. Every time he was fully engulfed, Michonne moaned and he couldn't help but watch her exquisite face. When she bit her lip, he sped up the pace.

Michonne was enjoying everything about this. Rick's full weight pressing her into the plush mattress. The sweat that started to bead on their skin, the deep grunts that originated from Rick's throat. Michonne could feel the pressure building in her core when he increased his speed even more.

She lifted her other leg to grab her ankle, opening herself even more to him. The slapping of their skin amped Rick up but he could feel all of Michonne's telltale signs that she was on the verge. She released her ankle and positioned her breasts that were bouncing for Rick to suck.

"Oh…Rick." Michonne shouted his name when he took her que and leaned down to suck on her nipples.

Michonne rubbed his head and met every powerful thrust. When Rick switched to her other nipple her body shuttered and she cried out.

"Ah…Rick…Rick." But he didn't let up until her walls clutched him so tight that they milked the cum out of him.

"Chonne." Rick yelled as he jerkily moved in her a few more times before he mustered the strength to withdraw. He flipped over to lay beside her while they calmed their breathing.

"Oh my god, that was…incredible." Michonne panted.

"It was." Rick chuckled. "If I had of know Wyoming did it for you, I would've brought you here a long time ago." They both laughed.

After a few minutes they wiggled their bodies to wretch the comforter from under them so they could lay under it. Rick and Michonne snugged with their legs tangled, her head laying on his chest while he ran a hand up and down her back. They both dosed off ready to bask in this Thanksgiving recess.

~~~A/N Hey Richonners, I could've ended it right there but I kept thinking of stuff and things lol So I think I have two more chapters to go. Hope you guys enjoyed this and be safe out there!