Lets get the ball rolling!

"You fuckin' anyone?"

"What?"

Beth squints in the dark and tries to work out where the bed is whilst she stumbles through blindly. Her knee hits the edge and she curses as she falls down onto the mattress.

"Said, are you fuckin' anyone?" Daryl repeats.

"You askin' me as a woman or an ex-stripper?" She mutters, feeling like she should be offended by this question but mostly she's curious to see where this is going.

Daryl loops his arm over her waist and pulls her into the warmth of his body, his head falling beside hers so his answer goes directly in her ear. "Just answer the question."

"No, to both." She turns her head a little to look at him but only the moonlight is available to see by. "Why?"

"'Cause I need to know if I gotta outshine anyone."

It's such an unexpected answer that Beth barks out a laugh until he swiftly cuts it off, his next words dark and hot in her ear. "I wanna keep fuckin' you, Beth an' I don't share."

The sudden hot pulse that blooms between her legs makes her groan because if she gets fucked one more time she really won't be able to walk tomorrow and deal with her life. Truthfully, she's never been fucked by one man as many times as she'd had Daryl inside her tonight and her pussy is screaming for more and simultaneously begging for a break.

Finally, she manages to find some sort of reply. "Presumptuous of you, to think that I'll be fuckin' you at all."

"I'll plead my case," he murmurs against her throat before he begins to press hot, opened mouth kisses there.

Beth tries to think of something to say, to box the pleasure up but it's not happening and when Daryl sweeps his prickly mouth to her lips she gives up and tangles her fingers in his hair, parting her lips beneath his insistent tongue, her legs parting like it's instinct and whilst his tongue drags across hers she can't help wondering how he's made her like this in such a short amount of time.

His hand slides down her thigh, raising goose bumps and then between her spread legs his fingers nudge against the folds of her pussy, slick and swollen now. Beth moans into his mouth and he bites down on her bottom lip, swallowing it into his mouth as his fingers slide into her. Her head falls back against the pillow and her hips raise, arms looped around his neck.

"You got the tightest pussy I ever felt," Daryl groans against her throat, his mouth nuzzling down all the way to her nipples.

"Don't sound, fuck, so surprised." He laughs against her skin before he pulls his fingers out, smearing them over her inner thighs while she groans in protest. "Don't stop."

"I ain't," he promises and then he turns her on her stomach.

Beth grunts as she repositions her legs, having to spread them wide where he's kneeled behind her. He seems to like taking her from the behind, he's done it enough tonight for her to place her bets on it being his favourite position and she raises her hips, waiting for his cock to push into her. It doesn't come straight away though, first his hands fall to her ass and squeeze.

As she moans, he speaks over her, "got the best ass I ever damn saw too."

Where her face presses into her pillow she smiles, cradling it under her arms and jiggling her ass a little for him, listening with quiet glee to his tortured groan. "That why you keep bendin' me over?" She teases.

He hums under his breath and sweeps his finger through the crack of her ass. She lets out a strangled sound as he slides over the tight ring of muscles. "You ever been fucked here?"

Beth's face flushes a thousand degrees but she manages a quiet, "yeah."

"You like it?" He whispers over her, his hands still massaging and squeezing her ass.

"Not really," she answers honestly and here she glances over her shoulder with a cheeky grin. "But with you I think I could."

Daryl grins back at her, his one dark and feral, and it makes her stomach dive bomb with excitement. "I'll remember," he says before he presses his cock into her pussy.

She hisses, face falling back into the pillow and her knees lifting so her hips can, his dick fucking through her tight walls with little resistance. When he's buried, he spans her ass with both hands and grunts like an animal, the sound like a hot blast against her spine.

"God, feels so good," she praises.

"Yeah," he agrees breathlessly, his hands on her his leverage as he pulls out and glides back in.

Her legs shake but she takes it, his slow, easy thrusts that are so different from the pounding she got in the shower and she thinks it's because he's aware of how sore she's getting and it makes her smile, because every guy she's ever fucked before has never been all too considering of her, so worried about their own pleasure she just becomes a hole.

Daryl's fucked like she's just a hole too, but it's been in a such a way that she's found it unbearably erotic, his hands so reverent on her skin and his eyes watching her with dark intensity, mouth pressing delicious kisses everywhere he can reach. He's a generous lover, a fun one and he really doesn't need to plead his case for her to start thinking of a friends with benefits kind of relationship.

Especially when he hits that spot… "right there, Daryl. God, right there!"

He pants above her and suddenly pulls out despite her mewl of disappointment, falling onto the mattress beside her and dragging her on top of him. She whimpers as she slides down on his cock, her fingers falling to her clit. He bats them away almost at once, the pads of his fingers so much rougher than hers and so good against her clit that she plunges down a little faster.

Beth's eyes had fluttered shut but now they look down at him and again it blows her away, his bare chest, his huge arms, his gorgeous eyes burning up from between his hair and she thinks she's so lucky. He may think otherwise but he is so out of her league it's not even funny and the fact that this hulking, stunning man is underneath her, between her thighs is incomprehensible.

She licks her lips down at him and he growls. "Can't fuckin' take that look."

She means to ask him, 'what look?' but it dies off in a squeal when his hands tighten on her hips and swing her once more so that she's on her back, her head dizzy with the new position change. Daryl's hands part her thighs and grab her knees, fucking into her cunt with a deeper, harder rhythm that makes her spine bow with the pleasure, his fingers back on her clit.

Beth cries out something delirious, something that might be a warning and he grunts, slams his hand against the wall above her head, his whole body flexing, arms bulging and the very sight robs her breath and explodes through her cunt, her walls clamping down on his driving cock and holding him there as she throws her head back and screams her release.

Daryl keeps fucking her, the waves of her orgasm stretching and stretching beyond rationality and she's still screaming when he groans and pulls out nearly too late, his cum splashing against her stomach. Beth squeezes her eyes shut and tries to catch her breath, her cunt throbbing with pleasure so sharp it rides the line of pain.

He falls over her, his hand still stretched up to the wall, her body practically disappearing in his and that's when the door swings open. "Got quite the screamer in here, Darylina!"

Beth chokes off her after shock whimpers and Daryl's neck swings around to look over his shoulder, hand still braced on the wall and his body covering all of hers but for her thighs which are wrapped around his hips. "Get the fuck out, Merle!"

"Can I see her first?"

"Fuck off!" They say simultaneously.

Beth suddenly bursts out laughing as Daryl's brother grumbles and shuts the door, her brain slightly added with all the orgasms she's had tonight. Other people probably would be dying a thousand deaths to be walked in on but even two days of being a stripper has slightly dulled her sensitivity to nudity.

"Sorry," Daryl huffs as he pulls out and rolls onto his back.

Beth yawns and flips on her stomach, which is her preferred position to sleep. "S'fine."

He glances over at her as he pillows his arm under his head, his mouth slightly tipped with a smirk not quite there yet, free hand reaching out to drag his fingers up and down her spine. "So, did I win my case?"

She snorts, her eyes sliding shut as her body buzzes. "Oh yeah."