Sorry this took so long, I got distracted writing a Red Canyon fic O/O, so yeah. Hope you enjoy this little update. xoxoxoxox
"I've never done anything like this before," Carol said as they nearly fell against the door to her hotel room later that night. Tara was right next door and they were trying to be quiet but not quite succeeding; Tara would never let her live this down.
Carol would happily accept Tara's teasing because this man was doing things to her just by kissing that she didn't think were possible.
"Me either," He said, kissing her again, "There's something about you; couldn't take my eyes off you all night," He moved his lips down along her neck, "I'm so glad your friend called me over."
"Me too," She breathed out as she felt his hot, wet kisses on her skin.
It was in the tip of her tongue to tell him, but she couldn't and she knew she's regret that soon. The feel of his lips on her neck felt better than anything she had felt in such a long time.
She needed it so badly, however brief it was destined to be.
He was not the kind of man to sleep with a married woman. She knew that; he was a man of honor. If she told him now she knew he would leave, and she didn't want him to. Not till he had to.
She knew she would be sorry or he would be. Both of them probably. Tomorrow.
Tonight she wasn't stopping. Couldn't.
"Are you sure?" He said, more than aware about consent and she nodded. Her skin was hot to the touch like she had a fever and he had never felt someone like her before, "You didn't have too much to drink did you?"
"You know I didn't," Carol nodded, "I'm sure."
His strong hands rubbed circles along her back just under her shirt and she sighed into his felt so good, his touch, so gentle, and so right. It had been so long since she had been touched with kindness and passion.
"Oh, Daryl..." She moaned and it lit his blood on fire. He brought his lips back to hers and kissed her dirty as his fingers bit into her soft flesh at her waist. He wanted her, and he hadn't wanted anyone in such a long time. Merle not showing up tonight was proving to be the biggest favor he could have ever done for him.
He sunk his teeth into her bottom lip gently and she wrapped her leg around his waist, he could feel her against his dick and this time he moaned as he touched her soft, creamy, thigh to pull her closer. He was going to explode if he didnt get some friction against his already throbbing cock.
Daryl's hands found their way under her skirt to her silky panties and he pushed against her, she moaned again and grabbed his ass, grinding herself against him.
"Oh fuck me," He murmured against her throat, his head was awash with something he had never known before, a feeling that was going through his body and mind. This wasn't just sex, this was going to be an experience.
Carol leaned back against the door as his lips made their way down her neck, hot and dirty and his hands slid her panties down and shoved them in the back pocket of his jeans.
He was on his knees in a second and pulled her leg over his shoulder without hesitation.
"This ok?" He said looking up at her.
Fuck! It was more than ok, Carol thought to herself, she couldn't remember the last time a man went down on her, "Yes," She gulped out.
He grinned at her then and pressed his face against her thigh, the scruff from his beard felt wicked and she leaned against the door harder before she lost her balance. Then his lips were on her thighs and she was melting at his touch. He was the devil and this hell was where she wanted to be.
He moved his skilled hands over her soft flesh and she moaned uncontrolably when he made contact.
"You're so fuckin wet already," He growled as he slid his finger inside her.
"Oh god..."
"You like that honey?" He said, bringing his lips over her thigh until he was right where she needed him to be, "How about this?"
He licked her with the flat of his tongue and swirled it around her clit like an expert and it had been so long for her. Carol dug her hands into his hair and let out a screem that she was sure the whole hotel heard.
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"Oh sweet Jesus," Carol was dizzy and her knees were weak, she started to slide down the wall after the best orgasm of her life. In an instant he picked her up and carried her to the bed. He laid her down so carefully and climbed over her, never loosing eye contact with her.
"There's more where that came from."
She'd never had a man stare into her eyes the way Daryl was and it made her heart like to beat right out of her chest. She could only bring her lips to his in a desperate kiss, she never wanted anyone the way she wanted this man.
"This still alright?" He asked.
"Oh more than alright," Carol reached for the buttons on his shirt and he gazed at her as if she was his last meal. Then his lips were on her neck and already she was burning up again. He unzipped her skirt and slid it down her legs and pulled her shirt over her head.
The way he was looking at her, as his lips came down to hers was unlike anything she had ever known before. He liked what he saw, that much was clear, and it was addicting.
"You have too much on," She said as she pulled at his shirt until finally he sat between her legs and unbuttoned the rest of the buttons on his shirt that she hadn't gotten to already.
"Better," He said with a grin.
"Take it all off," Carol said with a wink.
Daryl nodded and slipped off the bed to stand in front of her as he stripped off his pants and boxer shorts. He was beautiful and she stared openly at him and licked her lips.
"Damn," She whispered, "Come here."
He couldn't be apart from her another minute and he crawled back onto the bed with her, ignoring the little voice in the back of his head that was telling him this night was going to change his life. Daryl didn't believe in that crap, that was for romance novels.
Then his hands were on her hot skin again, and he believed for a moment that she was going to change him somehow. When he looked into her eyes he saw everything he had been looking for all his life, he felt it.
When he kissed her again that feeling got stronger and she returned his kiss with equal fervor; he'd had the same effect on her. She couldn't wait, Carol ran her hands over his hard chest and lower until her small hand gripped his cock.
"You want that sweetheart?"
"Yes,"
"You ready?"
She nodded in the darkness of the room, "Yes,"
Before he knew it, she was climbing on top of him and his head almost exploded from the warmth he felt inside of her.
"I like to be on top," She leaned down and kissed him, "That ok?"
That was a lie, she'd never been on top in her life, but she figured if she was going to do this, she was going to do this.
"You do what ever you want sweetheart," He groaned bringing his hands up to her hips and then she started to move, "Oh, goddammit," He growled, "Fuck." She felt so good.
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"I wanna see you again"
"Daryl...I "
"You felt it I know you did," He said, "This can't be a one-time thing."
"I have to tell you something..."
"So tell me." He said with a shrug.
She didnt want to tell him, she didnt want this to end.
"I'm married," and she watched his face fall, "I felt it, Daryl...I did," she pleaded as he stood up pulled his jeans on and started pacing
"What?" He bellowed. "Why didn't you tell me? "
"Because I wanted you, because I felt it, like you did," Carol tried to explain.
He was in her face now.
"You wanted me, well ain't that nice."
" I'm sorry. I didn't think..."
"No. Ya didn't," he ran his hand through his hair, how could he have been so stupid. He was never one to sleep around, that wasn't his thing, that was Merle's. He caught more than his share of bullshit over that too, he wasn't a virgin, but he didn't sleep with someone unless he had strong feelings for them.
Now he had caught feelings for a married woman. "Just a quick fuck huh? That what it was? Well that's not what it was to me." He stopped pacing and stood before her, shirtless and beautiful and she could never have him again."You ain't got a ring on? I fucking looked."
"I didn't wear it."
"That was a shit thing to do." He said, "It meant something to me. Not just a quick fuck."
"Me either. " She pleaded as he put his shirt, "It was so much more..."
"Well it don't matter does it," He growled.
"Maybe we could..." She started to say but then stopped as he eyed her as he pulled on his boots and she knew he hated her now. He was insulted that she would even suggest such a thing.
"That what you think of me, that I fuck married women?" He hissed, "Well you're the first, only cause you didnt have the decency to tell me you was married."
"I'm sorry," She whispered.
"You're sorry? You're. Sorry?" He went to the door, "You ain't as sorry as me, " and then he was out the door.
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