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Daryl tries to swallow.
But his mouth is dry.
His eyes drink in every movement of Carol. What has he ever done to deserve this?
To deserve her?
She dances for him, her eyes closed.
Her feet are bare, so are her long legs.
She is wearing one of his shirts ( it's actual clean) and nothing else.
Her movements are slow, seductive.
Hell, everything about her is seductive to him.
She opens the buttons of his shirt, one by one.
Revealing her pale skin.
Inch by inch.
She opens her eyes, smiling at him.
She breathes his name and he almost comes in his pants like a teenager.
