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***WARNING: Sexually explicit chapter, so if you don't want to see the smut, then skip it! (But honestly, why are you reading a Meth fic if you don't like smut? I mean, it's Merle Dixon. The man screams smut. LOL!)

Anyway, I expect to get some love for this chapter y'all! I worked SUPER hard on it and I'm pretty pleased with it!

Merle was pretty sure that when he finally died, he was going to hell. He had to be twenty years older than the girl. Christ, he was fixing to take her virginity! What the hell kind of person did that make him?

He pounded on the door and waited a moment before he began walking up the stairs to the guard tower. The Chinaman and his girl had watch before him and he knew enough about what went on around here to know to give them a heads up before he simply walked up to take over for his shift. He figured this guard shack was going to see a whole lot of fucking action from here on out. It was the equivalent of one of those sleazy motels that you rented by the hour.

As he crested the top of the staircase, he earned himself a glare from Maggie and was ignored by the Chinaman. If it had been any other day, he would have taken the time to stir them up a bit, but as it was his mind was preoccupied with the company that he was expecting later. He knew it was a bad idea to do anything while on watch, but at least they had someone on watch in the guard tower in the back of the prison as well. The two occupants on watch left the tower without saying a word to him, but it didn't faze him. He wasn't here to make friends and play nice with any of them. It was no skin off his back what any of them thought except for his brother and the blonde. He wasn't sure what it was about her, but she was getting to him.

He found himself getting a blanket out from the stack that they kept for cool nights and spreading it out on the floor. He unstrapped his blade and set it to the side and turned the flame down on the lantern before going to the rail to look out at the night. He massaged his stump absentmindedly and sighed while looking out at the darkness outside. He turned back towards the blanket and lantern and wondered again what in the hell he was doing. He knew she was a virgin. He could practically smell it on her. The thought excited yet terrified him at the same time. He considered himself damn near an expert when it came to seduction, but so far all he had done was fumble with the girl. He had never been with a virgin before, but that didn't matter any. He knew how to start and he damn well knew how to finish. It was everything else that he didn't do.

Merle knew that taking this leap with her was risky. She was young, and that would mean that she was apt to expect more from him once they had sex. He wanted to make it clear to her that he wasn't that man who was going to give her more, but he didn't want her fleeing from him again either. A part of him could understand her wanting something special for her first time. He might be an asshole, but he could be reasonable on a good day. They needed to get some things straight before anything was done at all.

The sound of the door creaking open from down below had him tensing up and his dick grew hard. He clenched his jaw at the fact that he hadn't even seen her and yet he was already aching for her. He heard her footsteps on the stairs, but he remained facing towards the prison yard from the railing. He took a few moments to steel himself and then he turned. Her image hit him like a sucker punch to the gut. Any thoughts of willing his erection to go down went out the window.

She had taken her hair down and all of her blonde hair had fallen down to her shoulders in a silky cascade. She was wearing a black tank top and shorts that left little to the imagination. His eyes crested up and down her body, committing her image to memory. She stepped forward a little shyly and twisted a strand of her hair with her fingers.

He was going to explode. He had to get his shit together so that he could tell her what he needed to say and if she left him again then it would be the last time. He would forget it once because she was young, but not twice.

He motioned for her to step out to the rail, "Com'ere, I need ta talk ta ya."

Her eyes widened, but she obeyed him and walked out to the railing to stand next to him. He turned back to the night, his eyes doing another scan as his brain searched for the words to begin. "I need ya ta understand some thangs before we do this. First, if we do this, ain't gonna be no backing out. We either do it, or we don't, but if ya run, that's tha end," She started to speak, but he held up a finger to quiet her. "Second, I understand ya need for this ta be special an' I'm gonna make it good for ya, but I need ya ta know that I ain't lookin' for no relationship. I ain't built for that darlin'. If'n ya wanna keep meetin' then that's fine, but don't expect much from me." He finished speaking and waited for her reaction.

Beth mulled over Merle's words to her slowly. She could feel the tension radiating off of him in waves. She appreciated the fact that he had come right out and laid everything out on the line beforehand. Now the ball was in her court again, and she was just as torn as ever.

She knew she wanted him. She wanted him more than anything that she thought she had ever wanted in her life. Her virginity was the one thing she had left to hold onto in this world, the one thing that was still her choice for the moment. Once it was gone then she would never have it back. However, she also understood that things didn't mean the same in the world as they once had. Sometimes you had to seize the opportunity and take what you could get.

She understood Merle's words clearly. If she left him this time, then she would never get this chance with him again. He would close himself off from her and she would never see this side of him ever. She let out a breath and looked over at the blanket and softly lit lantern that he had placed out. The light softened his hardened features. There was something about the moment, some kind of magic that made it seem surreal almost. She wasn't sure if it was because of the sexual tension between them or if it was something else. She wanted him, plain and simple.

She turned to face him and slowly nodded, her wide eyes drifting up to meet his in the barely lit room, "Okay," She breathed.

Merle let out a deep breath and she saw some of the tension leave his body. It was then she realized that he had been taking a risk too. He may have said not to expect much from him, but the fact that he had even taken the time to talk to her and let her think it through, spoke volumes.

Yes, Merle Dixon was exactly what she wanted.

Merle let out a deep breath that he hadn't realized he had been holding when she agreed to his conditions. He lifted his hand and placed it on the small of her back, guiding her further into the room until she was standing by the blanket. Staring down into her eyes, he ran his fingers through her hair and gave a gentle tug until her head fell back, revealing the creamy pale skin of her neck. He lowered his head slowly enjoying the way her pulse jumped there as her breathing deepened. He closed his mouth over her jumping pulse and ran his tongue across it, making her shiver. His lips quirked and he sucked softly before baring his teeth and nipping at her skin.

He wrapped his stump around her back as she wobbled unsteadily on her feet, "Ya alright?" He asked gruffly even though he knew the answer.

She nodded in reply, her eyes glazed with wanting. Lowering his head he snagged her bottom lip between his teeth and sucked gently, making her moan. The sound vibrated through his body and he covered her mouth with his a little harsher than he had intended. His tongue snaked into her mouth and he swirled it with hers until they both had to pause for air. He could feel her shaking in his arms and he knew that she was so far gone into her lust that she wasn't coming back. If he took her now he would find her already soaked, but he still continued his assault. She would remember later and he was going to give her one hell of a memory.

Beth struggled to regain control of her shaking body. She had kissed Merle before but never like that. He was moving so painstakingly slow and seductive that she was lost in a sea of sensation. He stepped back from her, keeping close enough that he could grab her if she started to wobble, "Take yer clothes off for me," He ordered softly.

She swallowed deeply and then reached for the hem of her shirt, pulling it slowly over her head. She had worn the best bra that she had, but even so it still wasn't anything special. She blushed under his intense stare, "It's the nicest thing I have," She whispered shyly.

Merle growled low in his throat, "Finish," He said through clenched teeth.

She nodded and hooked her thumbs into the waist of her cotton shorts, pulling them down her legs and tossing them to the side with her shirt. She was left standing there in her bra and panties, but when she reached behind her to unhook her bra he held up his hand to stop her.

"Wait," He said. His eyes were dark and searing as they roved over her. She closed her eyes and could still feel the heat of his gaze on her body. It was several minutes before he spoke again, "Finish," He said again.

She reached behind her once more and unhooked her bra before sliding it off her arms and dropping it with the others. Her nipples puckered in the slightly cool night air, but she wasn't cold at all. Her skin felt like it was on fire. She hooked her thumbs in her best cotton panties and she could feel the wetness from her as she slid them down her legs to join the pile. Finally she stood before him, naked and a little nervous.

This was the first time she had ever stripped in front of a man. No man had ever seen her naked before except for Merle now. Even Jimmy had never gotten more than a feel of her breasts through her shirt once. She expected to feel embarrassed of her nudity, but the heat in his eyes only made her more wet. She felt wanted and very attractive in that moment. His hand lifted the hem of his tank and he pulled it up and over his head in one swoop, tossing it over his shoulder to land somewhere across the room. His gaze intent on hers, he grabbed his belt and unbuckled it swiftly considering he was one-handed. He pulled it through the loops and it dropped to the floor with a thump. She watched, completely transfixed, as his hand worked the button on his jeans and then the zipper. He pushed down on the jeans.

She wasn't sure what compelled her to move, but she dropped to her knees before him and tugged his jeans the rest of the way off. His hand brushed her cheek and she thought she felt him shake slightly, but then it was gone just as quick as it happened. She looked up, intending to reach for his boxers, but realized that he wasn't wearing any. Her face flamed as she found herself facing his erection. She studied it in fascination and saw a drop of a milky looking substance spill from the tip. She reached out then and grabbed it, remembering how it felt to hold him earlier. He let out a noise that was somewhere between a growl and a groan as her fingers wrapped around him. He was bigger than she expected, but she didn't know if that was normal considering his was the first she had ever seen. She knew that some men were bigger than others, and she thought that Merle surely had to be one of those men. She grew nervous at the thought of him being inside of her.

He reached out and grabbed her arm, gesturing to the blanket, "Make yerself comfortable sugah'," He said.

She sat down on the blanket and then wiggled herself into the middle of it. She looked up at him in anticipation and he was staring at her again. A slow flush of heat started at her head and ran down to her toes. He lay down next to her and slowly trailed his hand down between her breasts, past her belly button, and through the mound of curls between her thighs. Her hips bucked upward as his fingers grazed the heat of her, "Merle," She whimpered.

"Shh..Gonna get ya there darlin'. Jus' relax," He said.

She let out a deep breath and tried to focus on the sensation of his hand trailing up and down her skin. He rolled her nipple gently between his thumb and finger and she let out a low moan that had her grasping at the blanket. He bent his head and took her nipple into his mouth, rolling his tongue around it and sucking on it gently. She felt his fingers drift over her curls, but he distracted her by leaning over and taking her other nipple into his mouth. When his finger dipped into her folds, she clutched at his broad shoulders and he let out a curse.

"Fuck me, yer soaked," He mumbled.

He dipped his finger in further and stroked, sending delicious shivers through her. He slid his finger in and out and then he stroked a spot that made her gasp and cry out. He covered her mouth with his own, muffling her cries. She spread her legs beneath his hand, wanting more of what he was offering. He added another finger inside of her, all the while continuing to stroke that special place. She could feel her thighs quivering and she closed her eyes.

"No. Open yer eyes. I wanna see ya when ya cum," He ordered.

She struggled to open her eyes, her breaths coming out in short pants. Her eyes locked on his and she began to moan as delicious waves of pleasure rocked through her. She could feel herself pulsing and his eyes darkened as she rode out her orgasm. He slowly withdrew his fingers and sucked her juices from them as she watched. He winked at her and then turned to grab something. She heard him digging through his clothing and then he turned back with a condom in his hand. He ripped the packet with his teeth and slid it on one-handed. He lifted himself up and over her and she involuntarily tensed beneath him.

"Easy," He coaxed softly. "I'm gonna take it nice an' slow. Ain't s'posed ta hurt but a minute an' then it's gone," He said.

She nodded and he leaned forward to kiss her. He lazily stroked her mouth with his tongue until she began to feel herself responding to him again. She could feel the length and heat of him pressing against her as he moved to suckle her neck lightly. She twined her arms around his neck and felt his muscles bunch and shift beneath her. She felt the familiar heat begin again and she bucked beneath him. He pulled back and then she felt the tip of him probe her entrance. He once again distracted her with his hand and it briefly crossed her mind that even one-handed he was a force to be reckoned with. He pushed in deeper and paused, letting her get adjusted to him. She relaxed a bit underneath him and he kissed her again, but with more force this time. She was so distracted by his lips that she didn't have time to tense as he pushed himself the rest of the way inside of her. She felt the small nip of pain and he thrust into her a couple of times before the discomfort started to ease and then there was nothing but pleasure. He released her mouth and braced himself on his arm so that he could use his hand and lift her thigh, changing the angle of his thrusts. She moaned his name as she found herself building up that sweet heat again.

He bent his head and took her earlobe between his teeth, giving it a gentle tug, "So fuckin' sweet," He murmured. "Give it to me darlin'. I wanna hear ya scream." His words were the trigger that she needed and he muffled her with his lips again as she cried out loudly, her hips bucking beneath his as her orgasm rolled through her. He thrust several more times and she watched as he bit his lip and with a growl, he found his own release.

He eased out of her and rolled onto his side, panting heavily. She pushed several strands of hair from her face and noticed that they were both covered in a fine sheen of sweat. She tried to will her pounding heart to slow down, but she was still riding on the high of just having sex for the very first time. He sat up and slid off the condom, stuffing it back into the packet. He turned to her to speak and she started to smile up at him when they heard a loud boom and the guard tower shook softly beneath them.

Merle was on his feet in an instant, shoving his clothes on as fast as he could with one hand. He was dressed before her and strapping his blade onto his arm by the time she got her clothes on. He started down the stairs and she tried to follow, but he whirled on her, stopping her in her tracks.

"Stay here," He ordered.

"But Merle,-"

"Stay yer ass here. I'm gonna check it out an' then I'll be right back. I will tan yer hide if yer not here when I get back, ya understand?" He asked coldly.

She gulped, her eyes growing watery with tears. She wanted to go with him. She wasn't supposed to be labeled as a kid anymore, most especially not by him. She felt like he was telling her she wasn't good enough to go out there though and it hurt her. He didn't wait for her response as he exited the door at the bottom of the stairs and she was left standing in the dark stairwell alone.

So...ya hate me don't ya? Go ahead, I can take it. I couldn't just let them have sex for the first time and nothing happen. But don't sweat it, we'll get through it together and what about that hot smut y'all? That's got to count for something! ;)

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