Chapter Four

Rick was being arisen by light that shone through his closed eyelids. He slowly opened his eyes, squinting until they adjusted to the bright sunlight that came through the windows.

He looked over to the beautiful figure that was sprawled out next to him. Michonne slept soundly with her locs splayed across her pillow as she had forgotten to put her bonnet on after their coupling last night.

Rick wanted to caress her cheek, feel her silken skin under his fingertips, but he was afraid he'd wake her. He wanted to let her rest, she worked so hard when they were in their normal daily lives. But having her all to himself this weekend had made him insatiable. Every chance he could get his hands on her, he'd take it. So even though his morning wood was begging to be deep inside her, he knew she needed a break.

After Rick watched her sleep for a few more minutes, he crept out of bed to use the bathroom and washed up quickly. He threw on a pair of black boxer briefs then snuck his way to the kitchen. He quietly ate a slice of pie not caring that it was morning, he was on vacation.

He decided to do some light reading while Michonne slept. He grabbed one of the copies of 'Invincible' that Michonne had brought with her but hadn't gotten to read all the while they were there. She was always trying to get him to read comics but he just couldn't get into them, so he figured he'd give it another shot.

Rick sat on one of the chaise lounges and opened the first page. He attempted to focus but when he saw the woman he loved shift, he wondered if she was waking. But she just pulled the sheet tighter to her nude body and continued to sleep. He smiled to himself, thinking if she would've woken, he could have gotten out of reading this. Before he could even cast his eyes back down at the page, his mind wandered to their first night in the cabin.

After their first time blessing this cabin, they'd woken ate cold Chinese food, had a quickie and promptly passed out again. But Rick was startled awake by the sounds of shuffling around the room. He opened his eyes to see Michonne had carried their bags over to the bureau and was pulling a drawer open to start unpacking. He should have realized she'd do this the moment she got a chance. Michonne was a stickler for order, planning and organization.

"Chonne, come back to bed that can wait until later when we get up."

"Sorry, Babe. I didn't mean to wake you. Go back to sleep, I just want to unpack and get these bags out of the way."

Rick sighed knowing that she wouldn't be so easily deterred. He clambered out of bed and walked over to her.

"I'll help." He informed her and Michonne eyed him.

"You'll help? You have never helped unpack on a trip before." Rick nodded in agreement and wiped his eyes.

"Yeah, that's because you like things a certain way. But I really should be doing this since it was me that planned this trip." He stifled a yawn. "You should be resting."

Michonne chuckled. "I should be resting? You looked like you were unconscious."

"Well, I'm awake now." He shrugged, becoming nervous that she'd grow suspicious of his actions.

After a moment, she stated coyly to him. "I need you strong so you can keep up with me this weekend."

Rick could feel himself getting aroused from her statement but he had to fight it off and stay on task, for now.

Michonne bent to reach for his duffle bag and Rick stepped over and swiped it before she could really get her hands on it. Michonne stared at him like he was crazy.

"What? I'll do mine. You do yours." He pointed to her bag.

"Okay, whatever." Michonne put her hands up in surrender and stepped away.

Rick hoped he wasn't coming off rude, so he offered her a truce. "You should have the top drawers. I'll take the bottom ones."

"Yeah, you do like to squat all the time." Michonne joked, sticking her tongue out at him.

Rick laughed and did squat, starting to put the contents of his bag into his designated drawers. He was happy that the pajama pants he wore had pockets that were pretty deep. While Michonne was busy above him, he slid a small package into his pocket and continued to place the last of his belongings away. He had to get away before Michonne noticed the bulge on the side of his pants.

"I'm thirsty, you thirsty?"

"Sure, I could drink."

Michonne was busy placing some of her toiletries on the top of the dresser, so Rick stood and strategically walked to the kitchen. He searched for a place to stash what he had hidden. In a cabinet, he found a set of stackable plastic food storage containers with lids. He quickly pulled the appropriate sized one open and put his booty inside, sealing it.

Rick looked up and realized the kitchen cabinets were too tall for Michonne to reach or see the tops of on her own. He reached up and put the container on top of the tallest cabinet, sliding it to the back where it couldn't be seen. Rick stepped back to make sure he was correct in his assumptions then scrambled to fix his mess and grabbed stemware. He got a chilled bottle of wine and uncorked it. Filled the glasses with tall pours and carried them back to the bedroom.

Michonne looked up at him and smiled.

"Wine? Are you trying to get me drunk?" she smiled taking the proffered glass and took a sip.

"Drunk, no. Tipsy, maybe." Rick snickered then took a big gulp to calm his nerves now that his mission was complete.

"Are you finished unpacking?" he asked.

"Almost."

"Let me help you."

Michonne took another sip and watched Rick kneel to grab the last of her clothes out of her suitcase. He stuffed them in the available space then closed the drawer.

Rick downed the last of his wine and looked Michonne up and down. He bit his lip as he watched her lips press against her goblet when she took another sip.

"I've still got a few pieces to unpack." Rick explained.

Michonne finished the contents of her glass and looked at the bags.

"But these are empty?"

Rick ran his fingers up and down the spaghetti strap of her tank top. "I wasn't talking about the bags."

Michonne's body instantly responded, Rick could see her nipples had begun to grow hard through the thin material. He slid a hand down to cup one of her breasts, stepping closer.

Michonne leaned in and stuck her tongue out, tasting the sweet liquid still present on his lips. Rick brought both of his hands to the swell of her ass while kissing her. Then raised them to her waist sliding his hands into the elastic band of her silky shorts.

Michonne and Rick's passion for one another consumed them once again that night.

Rick smiled at the recent memory they created. Michonne had brought so much happiness into his life and he wasn't taking any more chances. He began reading the comic because Michonne had never steered him wrong. After a few pages, he really started to get ensconced in the story. He had to see what was going to happen to this Grayson kid next.

Michonne woke slowly to the distinctive sound of a books page being turned quickly. She reached her hand out next to her to find the bed was indeed empty. She looked over to see Rick reading one of her graphic novels on the chaise. She rubbed her eyes thinking she must be dreaming but it was him, looking captivated.

"Morning." Her voice sounding groggy.

Rick looked up and smiled at her. "Morning."

"I must be hallucinating."

Rick chuckled. "Thought I'd give it a shot instead of jumping on up again."

Michonne rolled over and laughed.

"Well enjoy, I'm gonna use the bathroom real quick." Rick nodded and stuck his head back in the book.

Michonne sat up, noticing her body was deliciously sore, especially her sex. Thoughts of all the love making her and Rick did in the last couple of days ran through her mind. She didn't mind the ache at all, their lives were so busy sometimes they didn't get to just indulge in one another as much as they desired.

When she attempted to stand, she realized she was twisted up in the sheet. She decided not to even bother trying to escape it, instead choosing to hold it as she made her way to the bureau and grabbed something to throw on.

On her way she looked back to see Rick turning another page, excitement on his face. She smiled and went into the bathroom.

After using the restroom, she showered quickly. Brushed her teeth for what felt like twenty minutes, applied lotion to her body and slipped on a green satin chemise. After playing with her locs in the mirror, contemplating a style she opted just to leave them loose. Then she wondered where the hell Rick was. This whole trip he was not far behind her unless she needed to use the water closet, of course.

Michonne peeked out of the door to see Rick still reading the comic. She had spent months trying to get him to read one and he always brushed it off saying it wasn't his thing. Now, he couldn't seem to put it down.

Michonne laughed to herself, she was jealous of something she'd told him to read. She didn't plan on being usurped so she devised a plan to get his attention back. She walked into the room throwing the sheet on the bed and skipped over to the top drawer pulling something out and balled it up in her hand. She slinked her way over to where Rick sat.

Rick looked up to see the vision that was Michonne coming towards him. She wore a short nightie that exposed not only her cleavage but her long sexy legs. Her skin sparkled with every step in the sunlight. And the hungry look in her brown eyes was sending signals straight to his dick. But he knew they had been a bit rough the last few times they fucked and she had to be sore. So he decided to exercise some control and concentrate on his reading. But Michonne was not making it easy when she sat on the arm of the chair. The heat of her body warmed him before she even ran a finger through his hair.

"Enjoying it?" she whispered close to his ear sending a wave of blood pulsing through him.

"Uh huh." His voice quivered.

"Which one are you reading?"

She leaned against him to look at the page. One of her breasts was pressing on his shoulder and he could swear he could feel her nipple on his bare skin. He shook his head clear and flipped to the front cover.

"Issue 15, Head of the Class Part 2 of 6." Rick flipped back to the page he was reading prior.

"Ah, Queen Aquaria." Michonne snickers and Rick turned to look at her.

He realized this was the wrong move because now he could clearly see that Michonne's nipples were poking through the thin material taunting him. His mouth watered from his desire to taste them.

Michonne sees Rick ogling her chest and when he finally looks up to her face, she bits her lip. She'd barely done anything to him and she could tell he was salivating.

But then Rick turned back to the book. "Yeah, it's crazy that Mark is gonna have to marry that Fish Queen."

This was when Michonne knew Rick was purposely ignoring her advances. She was ready to up the ante, so she ran the tip of her fingers over the helix of his ear. She saw Rick shiver from her touch since his ears were a huge erogenous zone for him. Michonne looked down to his lap where she could see him hardening from her maneuvers, but this still wasn't enough.

"Mmm, do you want spoilers?" she spoke softly while she continued to play with his ear.

"Not, not really." Rick responded the comic shaky in his hands now.

"You sure? I could tell you all about the… copulation."

Rick immediately closed the book sitting it down on the coffee table to his left.

"I think I um… should take a break." He uttered while looking away from her and Michonne smirked.

"I think that's a great idea. But I don't wanna be bored." She pouted. "I want to play a game." Rick looked to her then.

"A game?"

"Yes. Do you want to play with me, Rick?"

Oh, he could think of a body part he'd like to play with. Thoughts of his fingers in her wet folds caused Rick to be overcome with another increase of blood thickening his cock. He couldn't control how hard he was now. Michonne was definitely teasing him now but he had to admit, he was intrigued.

"Yes, Michonne." He replied. Both of their hearts had sped up and they were sucking air into their slightly opened mouths in anticipation.

"Good." Michonne finally spoke. "The rules are simple; you just can't touch me. No matter what I do to you."

Rick licked his lips. He was beyond excited for this challenge. He'd found it hard to keep his hands to himself with Michonne normally, but this weekend had heightened his need to be imbedded in her even more.

"Okay." He acquiesced.

Michonne smiled and brought her right hand over to reveal she had…

"The blindfold." Rick announced.

Michonne raised her eyebrow to see if he still approved. Rick nodded taking the mask from her hand. He memorized the sultry look on her face once more before he put it on.

With Rick's beautiful blue eyes concealed, it drew her attention to his full pink lips. She couldn't wait to kiss them but she had work to do. She stood and took one of his hands in hers, tucking it under his thigh.

Rick chuckled. "Don't trust me?"

"It's not that I don't trust you. But- if you really think about it, I'm actually helping you." She stated as she walked to the other side and took his other hand in hers.

Before she tucked it away she couldn't help herself. She raised his hand to her mouth inserting his middle finger.

Rick hissed from the sensation of his digit suddenly being sucked into her warm mouth. Michonne sucked on it a few times then ran her tongue along it once she removed it from her mouth. Then she tucked his hand under his other thigh.

Michonne stood there and tried to slow her breaths; gazing at her man submitting to her was making her want to jump on and ride him until the sun went down.

Rick felt the cushion of the chaise bend from Michonne's weight as she climbed on his left side. His chest heaved in anticipation of Michonne's next move. He tried to listen for what she may do next. Then her fingertip pressed to his bottom lip, rubbing it slowly. Rick couldn't help himself and he stuck his tongue out licking her fingertip.

'Tsk'

"You are breaking the rules already, Rick." She pulled her thumb away.

"You said no touching."

"Hmm, maybe you are right. So let me clarify, you can't physically respond to me. Kiss, touch, lick, suck…bite, etc. you understand?" Rick swallowed and nodded.

"Say yes." Michonne coached.

"Yes."

"Good boy. But I still think you deserve some small punishment." Michonne reached out and pinched his nipple then immediately bent to lick it.

A garbled sound arose from Rick's throat and he nearly removed his hands to grab Michonne. Wanting to throw her down and slid into her but he fought it, resting his back on the seat.

Michonne had every intention of testing Rick's willpower so she straddled him. She didn't wear any panties so her wetness wasn't only soaking the front of his boxers but also reminding him how close but yet so far he was from gratification. She gently tilted his head to the side and began licking and sucking on his earlobe.

"Michonne." Rick could barely get her name out from the feel of her tongue and lips on his ear. Plus, the feel of her vulva teasing his cock. He sat harder on his hands when she increased her surface to include his neck. His fingers ached to grasp her ass and make her grind into him for some sweet friction.

Michonne knew she needed to withdraw from Rick's lap as his dick was constantly thumping into her, making her want to quit her own game. She slid herself back slightly but that only made things way worst. Now her clit was being hit, so she grazed Rick's tender skin with her teeth. Around his neck and up his chin until she nipped at his lips. She kissed and licked his lips which made her so much more wet knowing that he was fighting not to reciprocate.

It was taking everything in Rick not to kiss Michonne's heart shaped lips. His own lips trembled and his member throbbed.

Then Michonne suddenly stopped.

She climbed off of him and he could hear her padding away. He strained to hear where she was going, he figured it was the bedroom. The kitchen had tile that her bare feet would've caused some sound against. Then he heard her returning.

"Baby, I need you to stand up for me. You can use your hands."

Rick pried his hands from under himself and Michonne took one and helped him to stand. She brought him a few steps forward and released him. Next, Rick felt her working the waistband of his underwear and them being pulled down. As Michonne undressed him, he could feel when his upright dick bouncing free right as she slid his boxers down.

"Lift one leg." He did. "Now the other."

Michonne slid the boxers away so he was nude now and she was kneeling in front of him.

'Damnit' she couldn't resist the urge to bite his inner thigh.

The sound of Rick moaning from the bite turned her on more than any of her previous actions. She could feel her wetness leaking onto her thigh.

She stood and took Rick's hand ushering him to the end of the chaise where she laid a towel.

"Sit." She ordered and he reached down as he descended feeling the towel he now sat on.

Rick could tell Michonne had kneeled in between his separated legs when her elbows came to rest on his thighs. She was running her fingers through his light chest hair then he felt her lips and tongue. Licking and sucking her way across his chest, stopping to show affection to his sensitive nipples. Michonne pushed him back the lower she went until he was prone and her head was at his belly.

Michonne knew her locs tickled him when she licked his sex lines that lead right to his crotch because he fidgeted. All the while, his dick continued to dance, begging for attention but she ignored it circling down to his thighs.

Michonne was holding on to his knees as she explored, thinking of the first time she laid eyes on him. His sexy stride catching her attention that faithful day. His bowlegs were always a turn on for her. She nipped at his skin, working her way up and Rick shuddered.

Rick knew exactly where Michonne was headed or at least he hoped that was her plan. He had to ready himself or as soon as she did, he'd explode. After all this torture, he damn sure wanted this to last. She would be there any second and he couldn't wait.

Then nothing…but the purr of her voice.

"You can tell me."

Michonne removed herself from between his open legs leaving Rick panting. This time, he could hear her footsteps into the kitchen. The sound of the fridge opening and closing. He strained his ears to discern what she was doing then he heard her gulps.

'She was drinking something at a time like this'

Rick involuntarily groaned.

"What? What was that?" Michonne took another swig of wine straight from the bottle.

"I thought I heard you asking for something." She walked back over to him kneeling between his legs again.

Rick swallowed, not sure if he should respond or if her question was rhetorical.

"You can tell me what you want, Rick."

Rick could barely get the words out. "Please…please suck my dick."

"Hmm, that sounds like you are begging. I don't want you to beg, Rick. I want you to tell me what you want."

She started to massage his scrotum and Rick sat up to lean back on his elbows. The blindfold had to be enhancing the feeling tenfold because his hips involuntarily began to rise and fall.

"Rick." Michonne's sultry voice pulled him back to reality.

"Michonne, I want you to suck this big dick. Now."

Before he could get the last syllable out, she was on him. Her mouth was so wet but slightly cool creating a new responsiveness as she wholly engulfed him.

"Fuck." Rick yelled.

The feeling of finally being satisfied was making his toes crack. Michonne's assault on him was relentless. Even though he was already blinded he squeezed his eyes shut to truly experience the sucking, licking, kissing. But what was killing him was the sounds of Michonne moaning and the vibrations that occurred when she did.

At first, Michonne was going to give him head to give her sore vagina a break but she could do this all day. She loved worshipping her man's dick. Rick's hips thrust pushing him further into her mouth, down her throat. Michonne pulled away removing him and spat on his head.

'Shit'

Rick definitely felt that. She began to work him with her hand while she took his testicles into her mouth. She pushed his legs open wider and lowered her face to his perineum flicking it with her tongue before returning to his balls.

Rick hissed when she tickled him near his taint. Michonne was giving him a run for his money with this blowjob. He held the towel so tightly in his balled-up fists he thought he'd draw blood.

Michonne went back to his thick cock, drool on her chin from how much she was slavering. She licked up the vein underneath until she got back to his smooth head.

The cabin was filled with the sounds of both of their moans. Rick grunted and cursed every time his tip filled the back of her throat.

Michonne wanted so bad to break her own rule and let Rick put his hands on her. To entangle his fingers in her hair, to take her tender nipples into his hands but she resisted, instead concentrating on giving Rick pleasure as well as herself.

The feeling of his warm dick in her mouth, coupled with knowing what she was doing to him had her clit pulsing. She squeezed her legs together tightly and the motions of her body were supplying her with resistance. She couldn't hold out for much longer. She played with Rick's balls with one hand adding the other to his base, stroking him as she sucked faster.

"Oh shit, Chonne I'm gonna come down your fucking throat."

Rick's words were Michonne's catalyst and she climaxed hard sucking her cheeks in more which had a ricochet effect. The newfound suction made Rick grab her head when his hot cum jetted down her throat. A weird noise escaped his mouth and he released her, collapsing back on the chaise. Michonne swallowed his load then slowly sucked him as she withdrew sending aftershocks through his body.

Michonne sat back on her feet and caught her breath and wiped her face. Once Rick's chest stopped heaving she crawled around to his head and removed the blindfold.

Rick's eyes had to readjust to the sunlight again. Once he opened them all the way, he saw Michonne sat smirking at him.

"You touched me."

"I did?"

"Yes, you did."

"When?"

"Right at the end. You grabbed my hair when you came."

"Shit, I did, didn't I?" he scratched his beard.

"Yep."

Rick sighed.

"You lose." Michonne reported.

"Really? Cause it feels like I won."

They both burst out laughing and Rick pulled her on top of him while they continued to giggle.

"I think you deserve some pampering tonight."

Michonne laid in between Rick's outstretched legs on the bed. Her back to his chest while he ran his fingers up and down her arm. Michonne turned her head to look at him.

"I'm liking the sound of that." Rick smiled and leaned down to kiss her lips.

"I knew you would."

Michonne kissed him back then smiled. "What do you have in mind?"

"How about … a nice hot bath?"

Michonne moaned. "That sounds nice. It wouldn't have anything to do with soothing my soreness, now would it?" she smirked at him.

Rick shrugged. "Let's just call that… a bonus." They both giggled.

"Okay, let's make it a bubble bath and we have a deal."

"Deal." Rick tapped her thigh and she scooted forward so he could climb from behind her.

"You stay here while I get everything ready." Michonne got comfy on the bed after grabbing her cellphone.

Rick waltzed into the bathroom snagging his cellphone on the way. He turned the water on in the claw foot tub allowing it to warm before he would drop the stopper. He peaked into the bedroom to see Michonne engrossed in something on her phone. He quickly speed-dialed his mother, glad she answered on the second ring.

"Lord, Richard what took you so long to call me back? I've been waiting all day, what did she say?" Patty didn't let Rick get a word in.

Rick spoke in a hushed tone. "Mama, hold on. It's not done yet."

"What? What's taking you so long? Are you reconsidering? Because so help me God, Richard that would be the dumbest thing you have ever done." Rick sighed while he checked the water temperature and stopped the tub up.

"Of course, I'm not changing my mind. I just didn't want to propose on Thanksgiving Day. I'm gonna ask her tonight." He poured coconut bubble bath gel into the waters stream then dropped in a bath bomb.

"Oh, well that makes sense. So what are you doing on the phone with me?" Rick rolled his eyes in exasperation.

"Because you've been texting all day and I don't want you calling and interrupting. Bad enough, I think Michonne's suspicious, you are just making it worst."

"Darn, I'm sorry Richard. I'm just so excited! I can't wait for you to finally be married then I can have grandkids to show off! The Neudermeyers are always going on about theirs. Oh and I'll have to speak to Michonne because I've always wanted to name a baby and I didn't get to with you since your grandmother insisted on naming you-"

"Mother-" Rick had to stop her because her ranting would just turn into a tirade.

"Yes?"

"I've got to go. I'll speak to you later. Wish me luck."

"Oh, you don't need any luck. She'll say yes if she knows what's good for her." Rick smiled.

"Thank you. Bye Mama."

"Ohhh, Richard…. bye." Rick could hear his mother was getting emotional before she hung up.

It was making him have to fight the butterflies from fluttering any harder in his stomach. He turned the faucet off and went to the bedroom to get Michonne. She sat on the edge of the bed in her red nightie. Thoughts of getting her out of the flimsy garment ran through his mind before reminding himself he had plans that he needed to implement.

"Ready for you."

Michonne put her phone down and took Rick's outstretched hand. He guided her into the bathroom and stopped in front of the tub.

"Mmm, it smells good in here." Michonne inhaled with her eyes closed.

Rick couldn't resist the urge to kiss her full pouty lips. Michonne returned the kiss while Rick took the bottom hem of her chemise in his hands, lifting the garment. Michonne raised her arms so he could slip the nightgown over her head, dropping it to the floor. Rick stepped back to admire her amazing body before taking her hand again. Michonne went up the steps and Rick helped her balance while she stepped through the frothy foam into the hot water. Rick released her hand so she could hold on the lip of the tub while she sat. Michonne hissed when her rear submerged in the water.

"Is it too hot?" he looked at her with concern.

"No." she smiled. "It's just right."

Michonne continued to submerge into the water while Rick grabbed a scrunchie off the vanity then came back to pile her locs in a loose ponytail on the top of her head.

"Thank you, Baby." She slinked down already unwinding. She laid her head back and looked to Rick.

"You know there's enough space in here for the both of us." He smiled at her generosity.

"I know, but you have your bath." He bent to suck on her lips again before placing the bamboo bath caddy with a few essentials on the rim of the tub. "You need anything else?"

"No, I'm just gonna enjoy this." Her eyes already closed.

"Okay, just call if you want something." Rick backed away as Michonne nodded.

He pulled the door but left it slightly ajar. Then he quickly went to his bottom dresser drawer and pulled out the bag he had stashed there days ago. He moved stealthily as he set up his design.

Michonne always enjoyed a nice relaxing hot bath. This was doubly special as Rick had drawn it for her plus, it was soothing her soreness. After she soaked for a while nearly dozing off, she used a sapo sponge to cleanse and exfoliate her skin. It was time to get out since the bubbles had dissipated and the water lukewarm but she looked to see the towels were far out of reach. She hadn't remembered to put the bath mat down so she wouldn't slip on the wet floor. She lifted a leg to see her now pruney feet and decided she had no other choice but to call Rick.

"Babe!"

"Yeah?"

"Can you please get me a towel?" Rick appeared at the door now wearing his red robe tied at the waist.

"No problem." Rick walked over to the towel warmer and grabbed a large one and a small one to throw on the floor. After he did, he took Michonne's hand and helped her climb out wrapping the white towel around her damp nude body.

"How was it?"

Michonne moaned as he pat dried her skin.

"So good, it was just what I needed. Thank you."

"You know what? I think we should match." He stated as he tucked the edge of her towel in so it wouldn't fall.

"Really?" Michonne carefully walked over to her lotions and began to apply them.

"Yep, I'll be right back."

Michonne continued on while Rick retreated from the room. She completed her skin care regime when Rick walked back in with her downy blue robe.

Michonne and Rick had purchased the robes for one another after a trip to a day spa to get a couple's massage and ever since they had become their comfort attire for weekends in. She let her towel drop when Rick came to stand behind her. He helped her slip into her robe before reaching his arms around her waist tying the straps.

Michonne could feel his hurried breaths on her neck. His fingers trembled slightly when they ran across the skin of her arms. Being bathed, pampered and dressed by her man was tantalizing to her too. She couldn't wait to get him in bed.

Rick leaned down to kiss her neck before releasing her hair from its confines letting it spill to the top of her back. Rick inclined and whispered in her ear.

"Let's go in the room." he stated while she looked over her shoulder at him.

"Yeah."

He gazed at her nervously before prompting her to walk with him behind her, his hands on her waist. Some of Rick's nervous energy transferred to her. She assumed his angst was due to their sexual desires but now she wasn't sure what was making him jittery as they pressed on.

Rick slowly stepped her into the threshold and she blinked. Hesitating in her step when she observed what Rick had been up to while she was occupied.

All of the lights were out in the cabin, but tea light candles sat around illuminating the space. A low fire was crackling in the fireplace also providing some dim lighting as well as ambiance. She looked back at Rick to see him biting his bottom lip but a smile shined in his eyes. Her face lit up and her eyes moistened. Her mind replaying all the clues she had subconsciously ignored these past days and her heart pounded.

Michonne turned back to notice something on the ground. She stared until she realized what was there. Snack sized Big Cat and Cruncho chocolate bars made a trail leading to the chaise loungers where most of the candles sat on the table brightening that area.

Michonne giggled covering her mouth at Rick's use of sweets in lieu of flower petals. She turned to Rick to caress his chest. He smiled down at her taking her hand and kissing her palm. Not knowing quite what to say she turned back around but continued to hold his hand.

The pair carefully followed the path set out for them. Once she stepped in between the chaises, she saw a small box sitting in the middle of the candles. She immediately went to it, releasing Rick's hand in her rush.

When picking up her prize, her fingers were shaky but she still managed to examine it. The box was covered in a soft gold velvet with an intricate cream ribbon tied neatly in a bow on top.

"Go ahead." Rick coaxes her from her trance of inspection.

Michonne ran her fingers over the smooth material before she carefully untied the knot. The ribbon fell away and she gently slid the top off while her eyes were closed. She took a few calming breaths before she opened them again. Michonne looked inside the box to see a white pillowy cushion and nothing else. Confusion marred her face and she spun to Rick for an explanation.

With the rhythmic sound of her heart pounding in her ears, she didn't hear Rick move. So she was shocked by the image of him on his knee. Tears welled in her eyes, but she quickly wiped them away needing her sight to be unobstructed. Rick's eyes were glossy as well and his lips were open sucking precious air into his lungs.

A flood of emotions hitting Michonne all at once. Joy, surprise, elation and even impatience. She wanted to jump on Rick and scream her acceptance but she knew by the look in his eye that he was building up his confidence to truly express himself to her, so she composed herself as best as she could.

"I've felt like I had gotten a late start in my life's plans. In the beginning, I was just going along doing what I thought others expected of me. My father saw what I was doing and before he passed, he told me the world was mine and I just had to take it." He stopped and smiled at the memory, hearing his Dad's words replay in his mind.

"So even though, I figured out I wanted to be a professor. I second guessed myself, wondering if I was on the right path still. Then… I met you."

A tear rolled down his cheek but he didn't bother to wipe it away. Rick continued to lock eyes with Michonne who was still clutching the box in her trembling hands.

"You know I've had a precarious relationship with religion. But when I got this good turn of fortune…" he gestured between the two of them. "I thought it must've been something… I just didn't know what. Maybe the universe I guessed but now I know… you lead me here." He smiled at Michonne as she wiped tears from her eyes with the backs of her hands.

"Only thing is, I think my Dad got one thing wrong though." Michonne raised an eyebrow.

"The world is ours."

Rick reached into his robe pocket and produced a ring.

"I know you don't care for jewelry much and I had no idea what I was doing…" they both chuckled. "So the salesperson and your mother assured me this was a great choice. Two carat pear shaped halo setting in 18K white gold. But… but I think the best part is what's engraved on the band."

"Je suis avec toi." Rick recited in his very own country version of a French accent.

Michonne's lip trembled but she managed to smile.

Rick held the tip of the ring out presenting it to Michonne.

"Michonne Elodie Hawthorne, will you marry me?"

Michonne shook as she stepped forward, nodding her head up and down.

"Yes, Richard James Grimes I will marry you. Je suis avec toi aussi."

Rick stood and took her left hand sliding the ring onto her finger and Michonne launched her body at him, jumping into his waiting arms. Rick hugged her so tightly that her toes raised off the floor.

Michonne arms were wrapped snuggly around Rick's neck while tears of joy ran down her face. Her body slid down Rick's as he slowly released some of his hold on her. Michonne relinquished the strangle hold she had on Rick's neck and wiped her cheeks then reciprocated for him.

They stared at one another smiling hugely before their lips connected, their bodies vibrated with elation. Their quick kisses were chaste but continuous. In between each 'I love you' was being uttered.

Rick suddenly swooped Michonne up and she yelped before laughing. The sounds of Michonne's happiness was music to Rick's ears and he couldn't help but join in while she peppered his face with kisses.

When he stopped, Michonne shimmed down his body again. She eyed Rick with a new fire blazing from within. She tiptoed to capture Rick's lips again. Slowly, sucking on each one until he moaned into her mouth. Rick's hands instinctively grasped her ass, kneading her flesh.

The warmth of her tongue gliding into his mouth made him seek more. He kissed Michonne while she held onto his robe collar pushing him backwards, guiding him towards the bed. All the while their tongues danced as Rick was untying her robe. Michonne began to unfasten his too not to be undone. Rick slowly pushed the material away from her shoulders leaning in to kiss her exposed skin.

'Mmm' Michonne moaned.

Rick left a trail of heat across her collarbone as he made his way to the other shoulder, ending with a soft bite. Michonne shimmied to get the robe to drop the whole way, pooling at her feet before she began to remove Rick's robe. As she pulled it down his arms, she planted kisses and licks across his chest.

Rick was already hardening from their make out session but the sight of Michonne's body accompanied with the way she gazed at him. Conveying all the love and passion she possessed for him made him even more erect. Michonne reached down and began to pump him slowly, causing him to hiss. But Rick took her hand slowing her ministrations convincing them both to stop. Michonne looked to him.

"I wanna be inside you."

Michonne closed her eyes to relish in his words while a fresh wave of juices coated her. Rick drew the sheets back then reached out taking Michonne's hand. She sat on the bed and slid back to make space for Rick.

Michonne's core ached as she watched Rick begin to crawl up her body. Every chance he got from her knees, to her thighs, to her mons, to her stomach, to her breasts, to her neck he dropped a kiss causing soft moans to escape their mouths.

Michonne laid back separating her legs further to grant Rick access. She squeezed his ass as the weight of his body pressed her into the plush mattress. Her nipples were being tickled by his chest hair as he kissed her neck right up to her earlobe.

Rick wanted this moment to last forever so he fought the desire to immediately plunge into Michonne. But he would soon possess her thoroughly, enjoying every second that she afforded him. He could feel Michonne's chest heaving from her rapid breaths.

Michonne could barely contain herself so she glided her hands up Rick's muscled back to his head pulling him back into a sensual kiss. Even though Rick hadn't entered her yet, their bodies grinded, seeking some respite. Every time they moved, Rick's member was coated more and more with Michonne's essence.

The feeling reminding him of her sublime paradise he never desired to abandon. Rick couldn't wait anymore to enter and his cock found its natural place from their unending gyrations. He knew his throbbing head was dripping at her slit begging for entry.

Michonne couldn't take this torture anymore either, she grasped Rick's lower back and thrust her hips so his head pierced her. Rick's hips involuntarily answered her call and invaded her heat even further.

"Rick, you feel so good."

"You too." He pushed in more.

Michonne readjusted her legs, placing her heels in the dimples of his back forcing him to fully entrench himself. Rick shut his eyes because the look of pure ecstasy on Michonne's face was going to make him come way too soon.

Rick wanted to go slow but Michonne's waist circled faster and he had to match her pace. He grabbed her knee and bit it before lifting it higher so he could get deeper.

"Yes, Rick."

Michonne pulled Rick into a sloppy kiss, wanting to connect further with him but needing to gasp for air at each thrust.

The air was filling with the musk of sex with each slap of their bodies. Michonne could feel the pressure building in her pussy and she didn't know if she welcomed it because she needed her strength. She put her leg down and slowed her actions.

Rick opened his eyes and looked at her, instantly knowing her request. He held her waist and rolled them over so she was now on top. Rick laid back and enjoyed the view of Michonne adjusting herself to a seated position while still impaled. She placed her hands on his chest and began to whine her waist, letting him know she had no intention of letting him off lightly.

Rick raised his knees slightly so her ass slapped against his legs every time she bounced. He let her do all the work enjoying being possessed. Each time she landed, she griped him with her muscles and he had to concentrate to not shatter. Rick relished in everything that was sexy about her as she rode him. The way she bit her lip, her eyes rolling back before she closed them and her throwing her head back. He watched as Michonne braced herself with one hand on his side and the other on his leg.

As her full breasts bounced, her nipples called to him. He wanted those dark drops wet, so he pulled Michonne down to feed himself. Rick didn't know how hungry he was for them until they were in his mouth. He licked and sucked each in kind before he watched himself rolling them between his fingertips. Then he'd start all over, but firmer the following time. Michonne was slowing down slightly so he knew she was on the verge so he did it even harder still.

"Shit."

Michonne screamed as her body convulsed from the first orgasm. But Rick didn't stop worshipping her tits. He took the moment of her slow down to reaffirm his constitution and began to unhurriedly thrust into her from the bottom.

Slowly, Michonne came down from her high and began to grind on Rick's cock, feeling the new slipperiness she created. Rick was pushing her nipples close together so he could lick them at the same time making her head swoon again. She pushed him away, pressing him back into the mattress. She held his shoulders down taking command again and speed up. She watched Rick's jaw drop open and his eyes shut tightly. His hands found her waist and she dropped her chest to his bracing one hand on the headboard for leverage and she made her ass clap.

"Fuck."

Rick yelled wrapping his arms around her back and she increased her moves.

"Chonne…. Chonne."

Rick keep uttering. His toes cracked and he could feel it building no matter how hard he fought it this time. He couldn't think about anything but Michonne's assault.

"Shit, Michonne your gonna make me come! Not yet, not yet!"

"Yes, Rick." Michonne turned her head so her lips were right near his ear. "Come for your fiancé."

"M-ahhh"

Rick screamed louder than he anticipated, unable to control himself as he exploded deep inside Michonne's pussy.

Michonne was relentless, still going, making him yelp with each engulfment. Rick's nails dug into the skin of her back causing her to climax so hard tears jumped from her eyes.

"Oh my god!"

Her movements now jerky and disjointed as they slowed.

They both fought to slow their heartbeats even though synapses of pleasure still fired in their bodies. Rick was the first to manage speech.

"You do want to marry me, right?"

Michonne had collapsed on top of him and didn't even attempt to turn her head when she responded.

"Yes, of course."

"Then why are you trying to kill me?"

They both giggled even though it sent chills through their bodies. Michonne succeeded in a dismount and slide over to Rick's side still draping an arm and leg across him.

"I just wanted to show you how much I love you and appreciate everything you did to make this magical weekend happen."

Rick pulled her chin and planted a few quick kisses. "Well, it's not over yet. We still have a few more days."

"A few more days."

Michonne extended her hand and they both gazed at the ring.

"It's beautiful, Rick. I love it." Rick reached out and rubbed her fingers.

"I have to admit; I was a little worried." She looked to him as he smirked.

"You thought I'd say no?"

"Well… after I cut my long hair you were furious."

"I was." They chuckled.

"I guess the buzz cut grew on me once it developed a bit."

Rick caressed her cheek and started to pull her in for a kiss. But his phone rang. The tone was Patty's and Rick groaned rubbing his eyes.

Michonne reached over Rick and grabbed his phone off the nightstand much to his chagrin. But instead of answering, she waited until the ringing stopped and put the phone on 'do not disturb'. She retrieved hers and did the same thing and Rick grinned.

"We can call our families tomorrow and give them the good news." She explained.

Michonne's eyes twinkled as she ran her fingers through his hair. She remained on top of Rick and leaned down to kiss him. He ran his fingers through her locs as their kiss intensified. Below, Michonne could feel Rick rising and she pulled away and smiled at him. Rick rubbed her waist and smirked at her.

"Mmm, the Famous Rick Grimes."

A/N*~~ Hey Everyone! I'm so sorry this took so long to post. With the election and everything going on in the world, I was just overwhelmed. I had it completed but couldn't focus to edit. Mushy stuff is not my forte so this was hard for me to write without all of that lol

I've gotta finish some edits on Lucky so that will conclude soon but don't worry I have several stories in the works. *Sweating* Even a Xmas edition of this story, thinking about keeping this version going with holiday milestones.

So I hope you all liked this story! Thanks to the guest who wrote me a review in Portuguese! *muah* I loved it! Thanks again to NiqueC for the prompt! Tae for the push!All the reviews, shares and likes! I really appreciate the support and I want to improve my craft to help bring these stories to life for all us Richonners, still keeping our love alive. Thank you!

This has become a part of an anthology series so please go check out Another Way for the Holiday