AN/DISCLAIMER: Firstly, I don't own the walking dead, please don't sue yada yada, secondly, I AM SO SORRY. I ended up getting a temporary full time job that left me with no spare time the past few months. I hope you all can forgive me. Thirdly, this is a RICK/BETH CENTRIC chapter. If you aren't cool with that I apologize, Daryl will get his turn I promise. Also, smutty smutness. I mean it. If you aren't comfortable with sex scenes I suggest skipping the last part, if you are looking for some smut, you have found the chapter!
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The next date Beth and Rick had was pretty basic, and was about 5 days after their little game. They were playing go fish with Carl in Rick's cell. Judith was babbling in her crib and for a bit, it seemed as though they were a family, until Carl started asking questions.
"So are you and my dad going to be together or something?" He'd blurted out after the second round, leaving Beth and Rick speechless.
"We'll see buddy. It would be a big adjustment so we're kind of trying things out." Rick had said while shuffling the cards.
Carl was quiet for a little bit after that before turning to Beth.
"I just thought, maybe, since you're closer to my age..." Carl had begun and she immediately knew where this was going. She'd always made it a point to smile sweetly at Carl and he probably had taken it the wrong way. The poor boy hadn't really had anyone around his age for companionship until the Woodbury children.
"I'm very flattered Carl, really. I see a lot of your father in you. You've got a good heart and a determination to protect your family and friends that makes you the most incredible boy I've ever met, and I see you developing into a young man, I do. Your voice has gotten deeper and we have to pick up clothes for you almost as often as we have to go on runs for Judith. I just don't feel that we would be good in a relationship. We're both stubborn, we both have hot tempers, and we both have our own issues we're working on." Beth took the time to explain things as Rick set the cards aside and took Judith for a bit of a walk. Letting her hold onto his fingers as she took a few steps right outside the door.
"So it's not because you think I'm too young. I'm 15, dad still thinks I'm a kid but I'm not too far from being a full grown adult." He had started fidgeting with his hands. He tried to keep his voice deep but there were a few squeaks in there.
"It's not an age thing Carl. Honestly I think that when you're ready that you'd make a great boyfriend or husband to any woman whom you'd be compatible with. I just think that we'd spend more time arguing than actually enjoying being in a relationship. The time we have now is precious and I don't want to waste it being at odds with someone who I'm supposed to love. That all being said though, I feel you should know that things with your dad and I aren't set in stone. We may end up together and we may not, but we would need to know if it would bother you if we did." Beth had reached her hand out to grab his.
"I'm okay with it. I do think you're really pretty though, so that might be a bit weird, but as long as you two are happy I'd be okay." Carl didn't bring his eyes up to meet hers but given the fact that he basically admitted to liking her, she didn't feel the need to pry.
By the end of the first week they were able to have a more formal date. Maggie had volunteered to take Judith for the night, pushing her playpen into the cell that she shared with Glen. She'd said it was practice when she smiled at Rick and took his little girl. Carl decided to keep watch with Michonne and Daryl had called it an early night.
When she did run into Daryl he was always polite, and it always made him smile. She always returned it in kind, sometimes blushing and sometimes keeping her composure. They hadn't said anything beyond a hello to each other the last few days. He'd been out on runs or helping to train Sasha and Maggie better.
Rick had told Beth to meet him at the office where they'd had their first date, and told her to dress as nicely as she could and he'd do the same. She'd opted for a denim skirt and floral blouse. Nothing too fancy but definitely something that she hadn't had an occasion to wear in along time. She'd managed to tame her hair and keep it down, finding it surprisingly long when she'd been able to comb it completely straight.
She'd knocked on the door and had heard him call to her to come in and what she saw was delightful. He'd had two long lit candles in the center of the desk, which he'd pushed in front of the couch. There were two plates of spaghetti and two glasses of a red colored beverage there, though she wasn't sure what it was.
He stood at the corner of the desk, wearing a button down long sleeved shirt and a tie. He still wore his beaten down black jeans but Beth thought it only added to his sex appeal. His smile was huge and she couldn't help but gasp and blush at the sight of everything.
"This is wonderful Rick, thank you so much." She beamed at him, leaning back to close the door behind her.
"I'm glad it makes you happy." He gestured for her to sit behind the desk.
"It's going to be a bit high up but I had to work with what I had. I wanted us to have a bit of privacy tonight." He waited until she was seated before he sat down next to her. She reached up and grabbed a plate and sat it in her lap.
"No worries, hopefully you'll still find me attractive if I accidentally get spaghetti sauce every where." Beth blushed, hoping that he hadn't heard the seriousness in her voice.
"If I manage to keep this tie out of it I will consider this a huge win in my book." Rick smiled back at her. They took a few bites in silence, well, almost silence. There were a few slurps of noodles every once in a while. Beth reached up to grab the glass of red liquid and looked at Rick once she grabbed it.
"No not wine, I figured with your dad's past with alcohol that it'd have been a horrible idea. It's actually Strawberry Kool-Aid." Rick smiled and blushed. He was a bit embarrassed and hoped Beth didn't think he was trying to pick on her age.
"I know that the sugar and water we have is sparse so I appreciate you doing this for me. If there's any left over I'll give it to the kids tomorrow." Beth smiled at him warmly before pressing the glass to her lips and taking a drink.
"I'm sorry there hasn't been much time for us to be together but this is how it'd have to be anyway. Thank you for being so understanding." Rick was trying to initiate conversation through out the meal.
"It's no big deal, you're an important part of this community, with out you things don't work as smoothly." Beth smiled.
"Though I definitely appreciate the meal I do have something that's been on my mind. I hope it doesn't bother if I ask you a deeply personal question and it's alright if you don't want to answer, it's just my curiosity spiking." Beth began after finishing her dinner.
"Uh oh, fire away I guess." Rick had collected her plate and glass and sat it on the floor next to the door.
"Do you think you'd still be with Lori if there were never any walkers?" Beth was tense, she made sure not to ask him too many questions about his late wife.
"No, I don't think so. We were falling apart before the world did. She wanted to have this image, this ideal family life that I think deep down she knew she couldn't handle. She wanted to be the doting mom and loving wife but really, I think she wanted her freedom too. I loved her, I still do, but I don't think the people we changed into were compatible anymore." Rick's voice was strong, as if he'd come to terms with this a long time ago. Beth thought that he probably had, and it was probably what brought him back to sanity.
"I don't think Zach would have given me the time of day. Not to mention you or Daryl. No offense meant it's just, I'm not the kind of girl that guys were stumbling over themselves for. Jimmy was the first and only boy to ask me out, and I think it's only because he knew I'd say yes. He helped out around our farm growing up and I kind of had a crush on him. I was quiet. I didn't really start developing hips until we were well on the road to here. If it hadn't been for Lori's pregnancy we would have had to look for me clothes too. I just keep wondering if things weren't how they are now, where would I be?" Beth was staring at her hands which were neatly placed in her lap.
"I think you would be either in college or traveling. Just because you're shy, doesn't mean that no one would have noticed you. Once Carl was stabilized on the farm I noticed you, though you did kind of make it a point to go unnoticed. I'd catch blonde hair out of the corner of my eye and I couldn't tell if it was Andrea, Patricia or you, but once in a while I'd see those big eyes looking back at me." Rick smiled, placing a hand on her leg palm up for her to hold. She slipped her fingers in between his.
"Well I was certainly mousy then, and before, but I'm learning that it's no way to go through life. I'm really glad you noticed me, even though I'm sure it wasn't in the same capacity as you do now. I think it was about when we found the prison that I saw you looking at me a little bit. I never thought much of it at the time. I figured you saw me as just another dead girl. I figured you all saw me that way." Beth was staring off into space as she spoke.
"I'll admit it, I did, I don't anymore though. I think now if shit hit the fan you could hold your own and survive." Rick leaned into her.
"I really don't want to have to find out but I know that nothing is for certain. I just want to enjoy this peace while it lasts. Use the time to figure some personal things out." She was looking into his eyes now, turning her body to face him a little.
"I've been thinking about that. I know you and Carl talked the other day, and I appreciate you explaining things to him. I think he may have been a bit heart broken to know his dad cock blocked him." Rick laughed when Beth smacked him in the chest.
"Rick! What makes you think I'd let any cock get near me? Maybe I'm content to have a relationship strictly based on making out and romantic moments." Beth was teasing but Rick caught some seriousness in her voice.
"If that's what you want then I guess I'd be okay with that. I have enough kids as it is and it's not like I haven't learned to take care of my own business from time to time. I can't guarantee I won't whine about it though. I guess I survived one almost sexless marriage I could go through another." Rick was chuckling a little to himself but Beth didn't see the humor.
"It's a big step for me. Every one I've ever cared for thus far in my life has died, or I'm related to. I don't with hold physicality because I don't like it or because I think it's fun to torture you, I do it because it scares the shit out of me. The first guy I let touch my bare breasts and rub me over my underwear, died the next day on a run. Forgive me if I don't want anything like that to happen to you." Beth was more than a bit irritated. Her voice was shaking. The way her eyes burned into him seemed to let him know how serious she was.
"You think you're a curse?" Rick questioned her sincerely, barely believing such a beautiful person could think she was so unlucky.
"The more I date the more I think so yeah. I'm honestly shocked that you and Daryl haven't just turned in your sleep over nothing." Beth practically huffed.
"It's going to take a lot to take me down Beth. You've got to give me more credit than that. I've gotten this far and I don't intend on dieing anytime soon" Rick squeezed her hand and kissed her cheek. Thinking it was enough to end the conversation. The quiet left Beth to brood in the tension that had grown between them.
It'd grown a bit awkward in the room. Beth wanted to have her feelings and thoughts heard but Rick seemed to dismiss them simply because he thought it was unimportant to be concerned over. Beth didn't even know how to address this situation, so she reverted back to her old ways, being silent.
"I know it's a big deal for you. My track record is pretty much the same though. My wife is dead, and any woman I had been with before her is probably dead too. I don't mean to dismiss how you feel, but I'm letting you know how misguided it is. You're letting your insecurities rule you. People die, they always have and they always will. The end of the world just accelerates that now." Rick had put his arm over her shoulders.
"I just think that any man who wants to touch me has a death wish. If it's not the curse, then it's Maggie, or daddy. If dad knew what Zach and I had done I'm pretty sure he'd have his head." Beth partially giggled and Rick smiled.
"I can assure you that I outgrew my death wish phase. I just want to live a happy life with people I love. I was kind of hoping you'd be apart of that." Rick closed the gap between them, angling his body against the back of the couch.
""We'll see." Beth smiled, still a bit nervous about the evening.
"This was really nice of you Rick. Thank you. I don't think I've ever had a proper romantic evening." Her voice was calm yet happy. Her eyes had smile of their own as she tilted her head up to look at him.
"You're very welcome Beth. Thanks for giving me a reason to be romantic anymore." He'd wrapped both his arms around her then, and leaned his head down to kiss her.
She angled up to him, making their lips connect more roughly than she had anticipated, yet they both reveled in the feeling all the same.
Rick appreciated that she was becoming more comfortable with him, letting her lick at his bottom lip and nip at him once in a while. A few times she'd bit his lip too hard, but tonight she was more playful than anything. She'd wanted to taste him as much as he wanted to taste her. He always let her take the lead, never wanting to scare her off.
Beth had no idea what came over her, she wasn't sure if it was love, or lust that she was feeling when she grabbed Rick by either sides of his face and pulled him into another rough and greedy kiss. His arms encircled her by the waist. He didn't want to cross any line by trying anything she might not be ready for.
Beth pulled back for a gasp of air and Rick noticed that where there usually would have been embarrassment after a kiss like that, her face only showed a need for more. Her pupils were dilated, and her hands were slightly shaky. She took deep breaths and steadied herself to face him better on the couch.
"I don't know what I'm doing, or where I'm going with this, and I'm terrified of doing something we both might regret." She finally managed to say with a voice more sultry than he was used to from her.
"I won't cross any line that you don't want me to cross." Rick had stayed relaxed. Sinking into the couch with open arms, inviting her to lean against him if she wanted to.
Beth couldn't really figure out which she wanted more, to climb into his lap and kiss him, or to get up and walk out. This was a bit new territory for her.
"Do you trust me?" Rick asked, tilting his head with sincerity.
"Yes." Beth whispered. Her voice was lost but she gave a slight nod with her answer.
"Close your eyes." Rick smiled at her. Beth gave him a questioning look.
"I won't move from this spot and I swear to keep my hands to myself. I just want to do a little experiment. If you get too uncomfortable, or if you don't like it at all just tell me to stop, okay?" Rick had his hands up while he spoke, making sure to communicate that he didn't have any ulterior motives.
"Okay." Beth took a deep breath, then settled to lean her back against the opposite arm of the couch. She let her body relax in an almost prone position before letting her eyes close.
"Alright. I want you to listen to my voice and try to imagine what I'm telling you as best you can. I may ask you some questions from time to time and it's important that you really consider your options before answering." Rick's voice passed over her. She gave a nod of understanding.
"I want you to think about where your hard lines are again. The things about intimacy and sex that definitely scare you, and especially the things you'd never want to try." Rick's voice was soothing and calm.
"I don't know." Beth answered quickly, blushing and opening her eyes.
"Close 'em. Just think about it. I'm not going to do any of those things and this conversation doesn't leave this room." He almost cooed at her.
"Obviously I'm afraid of actual sex right now." Beth blurted out, almost sarcastically. Rick knew she was a bit out of her element so he was going to have to be patient.
"Okay. I promise I won't ever try to penetrate you with out your consent. What else?" His voice was sincere.
"I don't like the idea of being naked in front of someone." Beth was still blushing, but as she spoke she crossed her arms to cover herself as if she'd already been stripped.
"Why?"
"What if you don't like my body?" Her voice was barely above a whisper.
"I promise that if I were to ever have the honor of seeing you naked, to treat the situation with delicacy and respect. I doubt there's anything about your body that I won't find attractive. What else?"
"I don't want anything to hurt. I figure we go through enough pain as it is, I'd like to avoid it when I'm doing something that's supposed to be fun." Beth was feeling a little bit more at ease.
"I promise to never intentionally hurt you. IF I do ever hurt you I want you to communicate to me what I did so I know to not do it anymore. What else?" Rick finally felt like she was letting him in a little.
"I don't want to break Daryl's heart by crossing any of his lines." Beth opened her eyes.
"I promise I won't pressure you to cross any of his lines. You are the one in control here, which I realize is a bit tough considering you have hardly any experience, and because of that you don't have confidence. That's why I want to do this experiment. Close your eyes again, and this time, I want you to consider the things about intimacy and sex that interest you. What are some things that you would one day like to try, and some things that you think you would like." Rick shifted a little bit on the couch after he spoke but he kept his word. He didn't touch her.
"Well, I feel like that's kind of personal." Beth opened an eye, and her cheeks flushed a deeper red.
"You don't have to tell me anything you aren't comfortable with telling me, but the more open and honest you are with me, the better. I'm not asking you to describe a porn for me that you saw once, I'm just asking for examples of things you'd like." Rick smiled at her.
"Okay fine." Beth huffed, finally closing her eye and taking a deep breath.
"I definitely like the idea of cuddling. I can't say I've done an awful lot of that in my life. It'd be nice to sleep next to someone for a change. I wouldn't mind back rubs, giving and receiving. We're all working our asses off and I'm sure my back isn't the only one aching. I um..." Beth paused for a minute and bit her lip.
"Go on, I'm listening, and I'm not judging." Rick's voice was calm despite the curiosity he felt.
"I've never really had the chance to see... I mean, I've seen certain guys shirtless, but I haven't, you know... seen a guy, in person." Beth's cheeks looked as if they felt they were on fire, and she had put her hands over her face for a minute after she'd said it.
"So you've never seen a man naked before?" He made sure to keep his voice steady. He knew that he had to be delicate with her even though he couldn't help the huge smile at how adorable she was.
"Nope" Beth had removed her hands from her face, but had kept her eyes closed.
"Okay, what else?" He encouraged her to keep going.
"Well, I do really like kissing, but it just feels like, I can't get close enough, does that make sense?" Beth opened her eyes and sat up a little.
"I'm not sure I get what you mean, do you mean physically or emotionally?" His face had a look of confusion.
"I mean, yeah, kissing is great but it's really only your lips and chest touching. I don't know maybe it's because I'm too afraid to get that close to someone that I might loose control. I guess I mean physically. I just, feel like I can never get enough." Beth was looking at the floor but she was definitely trying to communicate. He had to give her points for trying.
"I think I can see where you're coming from. The next time that we kiss, and of course we're in privacy, I want you to try to tune out any thoughts of insecurities and just do what you want. Like earlier when you pulled me into a deeper kiss. It's okay to do those things. You have my permission that whenever we are in private, to explore anything within those hard lines. If for any reason that I don't feel in the mood I will let you know." Rick had leaned forward and placed a hand over hers as he spoke.
"Thanks." She finally brought her eyes up to meet his, and she felt that pull she was trying to describe.
"What are you thinking right now?" Rick asked, noticing the look in her eyes.
"Nothing." She lied and looked down at her hands. Rick placed a finger under her chin and gently guided her to look at him.
"You get this look in your eyes sometimes, like you're starving. Your eyes get a deeper shade of blue and your pupils widen. What goes through your mind when that happens?" Rick removed his finger from her face and he saw a flash of disappointed wash over her.
"I'll tell you, if you tell me what goes through your mind when you see that look on my face first." Beth smiled mischievously at him.
"Do you want the pg or the r rated version?" He smiled back and lifted an eyebrow at her.
"Whichever version you give me is what you get in return." She found enough confidence to say. She hoped she'd have enough confidence to follow through.
"I think about how soft your skin would feel, what sounds I could get you to make, and how in that moment, I'm the one you're lusting for. No one else, that look is just for me." Rick's voice finally deceived him, getting deeper and his own eyes giving her the same hungry look she gives him.
For once, Beth's cheeks weren't red. Those words didn't hit her with shame or embarrassment, but instead fueled a fire building with in her.
"I think about how you already would know where all my spots are, or how great it'd be for you to find them. How your body would move against mine, your hands gripping me tight, and how intense it'd be if you lost that goof guy control for just a second and showed me what you want." Beth didn't realize that she was drawing circles on the back of Ricks hand. In fact she hadn't realized much of anything outside the fantasy she was enjoying in her head.
"I keep control because I don't want to scare you away." His voice snapped her back into reality.
"I trust you." She breathed.
"Go with the flow? Anything I feel comfortable with right?" Beth blurted, hoping he understood what she was asking.
"Yeah." He cleared his throat before he answered.
As soon as the word left his lips, Beth grabbed him by the tie and pulled him to her. Making him loom over her, one knee to either side of her hips, hands planted on the arm rest behind her. She kissed him so hard she was sure her lips would be red and swollen by the end of the night.
Rick's resolve was weakening. He wanted to wrap her legs around his hips and grind into her but he wouldn't risk back tracking. It'd already taken so long to get her this comfortable with him. Just when he thought it'd be best to break the kiss, he felt her hands unwrap from around his tie, and her palms place themselves over his chest. Her fingers stretched out tentatively, and that's when he realized what she'd meant. She's never had the chance to explore a man at her own pace.
She finally came up for air, breaking the kiss to pepper his jawline with kisses, when she reached a sensitive spot between his neck and ear he couldn't help but groan in satisfaction. It was that groan that helped to snap him out of it a little.
"I think it'd be best if you were the one on top and calling the shots. I'm doing my best to stay as still as possible but it's getting a bit difficult not to move." Rick practically panted in her ear. His voice only helped embolden her. She licked at his earlobe before sucking it between her teeth and giving it a light nibble.
He couldn't quite recall when he'd wrapped an arm around her waist, or how his knee was now between her thighs. He was oh so close to her but still not getting that friction he knew they both wanted.
"Touch me." Beth purred into his ear, licking the shell of it and lifting her hips subconsciously off the couch.
"How? What are you comfortable with me doing?" Rick pulled back a little to look her in the eyes. The look on her face almost did him in.
"Touch me with your hands, or get closer to me, just as long as there's a layer of clothing for now, just please, do something." Beth practically begged under him, dragging her palms and fingers up and down his chest.
"Don't be afraid to tell me to stop." His face flashed a bit of concern but he wasn't about to deprive her of something she wanted. He adjusted them so that Beth's legs were on either side of his. He waited for her to give him something, anything, a sign of disapproval, or acceptance, something, then it happened. Beth lifted her hips slightly and closed the gap between them, grinding her core on him over his jeans.
"Oh fuck..." Beth sighed, closing her eyes and doing it again. Rick watched her face, the way her eyes rolled back before closing, the way she licked her lips when she hit the right angle against him. If she got that much enjoyment out of just this he couldn't help but wonder how much she'd love him deep with in her.
"Please move, please do something that shows me you like this as much as I do, or do I look like a total idiot?" Beth had stopped and looked up at him.
"I was just taking a second to keep control. The way you look right now can only be described as sexy as hell, definitely not idiotic." Rick kissed her gently on the lips before allowing himself to grind against her, realizing then that her skirt had ridden up and there was only a thin layer of underwear between her and his jeans. That's why she was enjoying this so much.
He ground against her few more times, until he'd rubbed himself damn near raw from his boxers riding up and his jeans. She loved it though. She would grind and move against him, sometimes she'd moan, others she'd sigh, but his favorite is when she'd curse and bite her lip.
"I don't think I can keep this up." Rick managed to whisper in her ear.
"What's wrong? Am I not doing it right?" Beth's face went from ecstasy to concern in a matter of seconds.
"No no, nothing like that, and keep in mind that I'm not trying to say this as an excuse to get naked but, these jeans are really starting to rub the wrong way, but I don't want you to feel like your fun has stop." Rick had begun to sit up.
"What do you mean?" Beth made a move to pull down her skirt as she noticed that her underwear was showing. Rick knew all to well that the flimsy fabric was doing hardly anything to cover her at that point. The front of his jeans was damn near soaked through from her.
"If I promise you that I'm not going to do anything stupid tomorrow to get myself killed, will you trust me enough to take care of that itch that I'm pretty sure you've never had scratched before?" Rick had grabbed her wrists gently before she could successfully pull her skirt down all the way.
"Do you mean like, petting or...?" Beth's vice began to trail off, and Rick couldn't tell if it was because of fear or excitement.
"Whichever you feel comfortable with, I'll try my best to get you there if you'd prefer to keep your panties on." Rick let go go of her wrists and settled to sit between her legs. Her thighs were exposed to him and he could smell her arousal.
"You know what..." Beth began before sitting up and kissing Rick, long and slow, letting her tongue dance seductively with his.
"You have my permission to do whichever one you want, in fact, how did you put it? Penetrate? You can penetrate me with your fingers. Just, promise me an orgasm. I have never had one and I'd like to know what it's like before I lose my nerve." She kissed him again before laying back down, and actually spreading her legs wider for him.
"Are you sure about this?" Rick asked, almost too afraid to go forward. Beth nodded. She took his hand and placed it on her inner thigh.
He took a deep breath and let his hands rub and massage her thighs, moving up over her hips and hooking his fingers in the waist band of her panties. She lifted her hips and he pulled her underwear down then put them in his pocket. She gave him a questioning looking.
"In case this is the only time we have together, I want something to remember this by." He actually blushed at her.
This was the first time Beth had ever let herself get immersed in the moment. She didn't know how she'd feel about this tomorrow and honestly she didn't care in that moment. His hands felt like satin and his face had a look of sheer admiration.
He let his fingertips graze and glide all the way from her ankles, up her shins, around her calves, her inner knee, over the knee caps, up her thighs, and around to her inner thighs. That was when he allowed himself to look at her. He'd never seen her topless, and He'd never seen her fully naked, but in this moment he got to see the most intimate part she had to offer him.
"Gorgeous." He practically murmured. He had to take a second to calm is nerves., He lifted the fingers of his right hand and popped the index fingertip into his mouth for a second. Beth waited patiently, trying so hard to stay in the moment and not think herself out of the enjoyment.
It seemed like and eternity before her touched her, but finally he stroked her outer walls, caressing the skin and hair, then circling up and around to spread her better. He found her sensitive spot, and made sure not to rub it directly just yet. Letting his index finger and thumb trail over it delicately. He looked up at Beth and made eye contact with her.
If she had a look of hunger before, then this was a gaze meant to melt. Her lips were parted, and she was sighing. She focused on him, on how he felt, and when his other hand slide up under her blouse and then paused she gave a gentle nod of permission. He cupped her breast as he gently slide a finger tip inside her.
Her eyes immediately rolled back and Rick swore under his breath. He slid his finger in a little deeper, hooking to make a come hither motion and that's where he found her g spot. Almost immediately on contact her legs twitched and she moaned louder than he'd heard her before. He knew it was only a matter of time before she'd come undone. It's almost as if he could feel the years of tension and repression at his fingertip.
Carefully he slipped in a second finger, and her hips thrust up to accept it. She was needy, and she didn't care that he was seeing her in the most vulnerable state she'd ever been in. He brushed her bundle of nerves with his thumb while slowly wiggling his fingers against her internal spot. His other hand had manage to find it's way under her bra, and had lifted her shirt and bra just enough so that he could tease one nipple with his fingers and the other with his mouth. She'd watched as his mouth clamped over her nipple, and he never broke eye contact with her while he swirled his tongue over and over her.
Beth felt like a coil, full of tension and begging for release. She was panting under him, moaning curses and his name sporadically. Her eyes staid locked with his, until he finally kissed her, hard and hungry. Finally expressing to her just how much he craved to have her. His tongue was forceful, caressing her mouth and his teeth nipped at her lips from time to time. He kissed down her jawline and the crook of her neck. He sped up the pace of his fingers, pumping in and out now instead of just wiggling against her.
"I want you to cum thinking about what it'd be like if we crossed that hard line Beth." He growled in her ear. His voice raspy and dripping with a carnal need. He stroked her a few more times before she broke. Her legs convulsed and she tried so hard not to scream under him, calling his name and gripping his shoulders so hard he was sure there were going to be claw marks even though he still had his shirt on.
She rode out her orgasm, eyes clenched and mouth open. He waited patiently for her to come down off her high before her even thought of moving. When her eyes finally opened and met his, he was expecting her to blush, to clam up and shut down like most people do. Instead he saw her face soften, her lips curled into a smile.
"Now I know. Thank you Rick. I feel, just, incredible right now." She cooed at him, running her fingers through his hair and pulling him in for a loving kiss.
"Anytime." He smiled back at her when they finally pulled apart. He moved to sit up, and gently slid his fingers out of her. He popped both long fingers into his mouth and sucked the taste of her off of them. He wasn't expecting Beth to be watching. He thought she'd be more concerned with covering herself, but instead when he looked at her, she was watching him intently, he watched as her eyes roamed over his body, stopping at his crotch.
"I'm sorry, I just, wanted to know what you taste like." Rick said sheepishly.
"You think, maybe I could, you know, return the favor?" Beth asked, finally pulling her skirt down and her bra and shirt into place.