~7~

Carol lies on her back, Daryl at her side, looking at her, a look full of adoration.

" I love you, you know."

His index finger dips in droplets of his own cum on her breast. He draws lazy patterns on her chest. Smearing his jizz on her. Covers her nipples in his cum.

Marking her. As his.

Gathering some fluid on his thumbpad and tracing her lips with it.

Her tongue darts out, tasting him.

The very essence of him.

"More!" she demands and he happily obliges.

This is so much better than his imagination.