They both snapped out of their revelry and stared at the monitor, mild panic with a hint of disappointment building inside them. Rick let out an exasperated sigh and rested his forearm against the door's smooth surface just above Michonne's head and leaned his temple onto it. They continued to watch and listen to the little girl on the monitor for several more seconds, silently praying that she would stop fussing and go back to sleep when finally...she did just that.
With baited breath they waited.
Once nothing but faint little puffs of air and occasional coos were the only noise they heard, they simultaneously turned to face one another again. Rick was the first to speak in a hushed tone, as though he might wake his baby girl. "That was close" he said with a grin, evident relief in his voice. Michonne nodded and without words reached up to grab his handsome face with both of her hands and pulled him back to her.
Kissing him was becoming addictive and she decided she would happily accept the consequences of the habit. She loved navigating the hard lines of his jaw with her hands and was surprised by how soft his lips were. The way his breath felt against her skin had already become an intoxicant to her. She was quickly discovering the beautifully balanced man Rick was from a whole new perspective; his rugged, brazen, uncompromising will and concurrent delicacy, passion and intention.
Immediately, Rick had Michonne's backside firmly pressed against the door again. His hands eagerly roamed the sides of her waist and hips, down to the outer edges of her ass and back up the length of her torso. Rick brought his right hand up to her chest and hooked his thumb into the top of her shirt and bra, pulling both down below the fold of her breast. A sudden chill ran down Michonne's spine while Rick left a track of lip prints along her neck down toward her collarbone and still further down onto the mound of her breast as it spilled over the top of her shirt. Michonne grabbed a handful of his hair and watched as he approached the sensitive projection of her bust. She sucked in a breath when she felt his tongue delicately brush over her. Michonne leaned back, pressing the back of her head into the door and tucking her chin so she could look down at Rick. The rush of heat from his lips and tongue exploring her in such an intimate way cascaded through her cells and bathed her neurons with renewed life. She felt like she was on fire in the most pleasant way possible.
Michonne dug her fingertips into his skin along the back of his head, leaving scratches in a trail along his spine and down to the area between his shoulder blades. The bulging of his shoulders and rounding of his back while he continued exploring the front of her body with his mouth, coupled with his steady breaths in and out were sending her to a place otherworldly. Rick then dragged his open mouth and tongue up the length of her neck, along her jaw and back to her face before kissing her lips again.
Rick's shirt had been a hindrance and a nuisance long enough. Michonne impatiently fiddled with each button on his shirt, trying her best not to miss a beat while Rick kissed her. She really wanted to rip the damn thing off of him, but maintained what control she could. For now. Michonne undid the last button on Rick's worn denim shirt and pulled back, lowering her eyes while her fingertips slowly ran their way up over the warm flesh of his stomach. She felt each ripple of his abs, noting that while he was clearly strong, his body wasn't too hard or rigid. She continued moving her hands along the midline of his torso, eventually reaching the bulge of his chest. Rick watched her as she took him in, growing more turned on by the look of desire on her face as she touched his body. Michonne continued to run her hands over his chest, starting at the crease in the center of his pecs and moving out laterally.
She returned her gaze to his as she eased the material over his shoulders, pushing the sleeves down his arms until the fabric bunched at both of his wrists, binding his arms behind his back. Michonne held him there and pushed her chest against his, placing her lips on the side of his neck and kissing her way up the side to his ear, pulling at his earlobe while humming nothing in particular into his ear, just a deep, raspy thrum that made it clear that she wanted him just as much as he wanted her.
Before Michonne could get her lips back on his, Rick suddenly retreated teasingly and smiled, pulling his wrists from her grasp and liberating himself from the shirt that was keeping him bound. Once Rick was free, he gripped her bottom hem and yanked Michonne's shirt off over her head, throwing it to the floor. Rick pulled Michonne away from the door and turned her around as they hungrily pulled and clawed at each other while they made their way toward the bed. Rick guided Michonne in the right direction, his hands now firmly holding onto her ass and walking her backwards toward the foot of the bed. Once the back of Michonne's legs hit the edge of the mattress, Rick separated his lips from hers and retreated just enough to get a good look into her eyes while one of his hands slowly traced a line from her backside, along the curve of her hip, to the front of her thigh. Michonne swallowed as Rick's fingertips reached her inner thigh. He continued to watch her while he dragged his fingertips toward the center seam of her pants and made contact with her most sensitive region through the thin material.
Rick heard a small gasp escape her lips as he increased his pressure over the fabric that covered her body. She was breathing heavily and tightly gripping the back of his neck with one hand while her other hand rested against his chest. He rubbed her up and down the length of her center a few more times, feeling the warmth of her excitement build more and more as he continued. Rick stopped teasing her and kissed her hard while he moved his hands a little higher to unbutton and pull down her zipper. He pulled back and with a light bump against her body with his own, Rick caused Michonne to fall onto the bed in a seated position. She looked up at him while he still stood before her and scooted herself back toward the center of the bed while he watched her with fire in his eyes. Once she'd reached an ideal location she gave him a scorching stare of her own and laid back onto the bed. Rick crawled onto the bed toward her and grabbed the waistband of her pants and immediately started pulling as she lifted her hips up to help. Rick stood back up to pull them off at her ankles and admire her in her lace panties and bra for a second. But only for a second.
Rick quickly undid his belt and soon had his own pants in a pool at his feet. Stepping out of them he rejoined Michonne and hovered over her, devouring her lips while his hands roamed her skin. Michonne ran her hands up and down his back, inching down further with each pass, finally doing a little ass-grabbing of her own and pulling his body closer to hers. Rick eased up on his grip of her breast and repositioned himself at Michonne's right side, leaning his weight onto his left arm while his right hand caressed her stomach. His fingertips felt nothing but smooth warm skin until being met by the rougher texture of the lace covering Michonne's lower half. Rick continued moving his hand over the top of the lace, feeling Michonne squirm as he reached her clit and lightly began rubbing her again. Michonne gripped the sheet below her while he touched her, loving the stimulation, but hating that there was still one (albeit, thin) barrier between her skin and his.
Michonne released the sheet and placed her hand against Rick's chest, initiating an exploratory mission of her own. Mimicking Rick's actions, she ran her hand down his chest onto his perfectly built stomach and reached past the waistband of Rick's boxer briefs.
"Hey, hey. Wait a minute." he pleaded, pulling away from her with a desperate look in his eyes. "You can't. You can't do that, yet." He smiled.
"Why not?" Michonne purred, reaching down again in protest.
He stopped her hand by grabbing her wrist and lightly placing it down at her side. "Just, trust me, okay." he whispered with a raise of his eyebrows. "I'm giving you a head start." he released her wrist and once he sensed she wouldn't test the waters again, put his hand back on her skin and pushed his hand under the fabric covering her and continued further until the fingertips of his index and middle finger were lightly pressed directly against her clit. "I'll catch up" he growled, capturing her lips and rubbing clockwise circles over her flesh, intermittently sliding further down to distribute the evidence of her excitement over her, creating a smooth, slick orbit his fingertips faithfully followed, pulling quiet moans from her as he did.
Michonne's pelvis rocked and her lower back arched in a sweet rhythm while Rick pleasured her. She had to stop kissing him every so often to breathe, meanwhile trying her dammdest to remain quiet. Waking Judith was not going to happen, not now. She'd kept her hands to herself at Rick's request, but it was becoming extraordinarily difficult, especially with his erection firmly pressed against the side of her right thigh while Rick continued bringing her closer to climax. It was all happening surprisingly quickly and she was dying to really be with him.
"Rick" she breathed out, pulling out of another delicious kiss and looking him in the eye through narrowed lids, "I want you to catch up, now."
Rick pulled his hand away from her center and slid his fingers along her hip below the fabric and guided it down over the crest of her pelvis on one side, and then the other. Michonne lifted her lower body up off the sheets again and took over, pushing her panties down her thighs, past her knees and kicking them off from the ankle while reaching behind her back to unhook her bra and toss it over the side of the bed. Rick watched while she completely disrobed, eager to feel what the inside of her body felt like. Remembering he still had some undressing to do himself, Rick backed away and stood up at the edge of the bed. He pushed his underwear down over his hips and promptly climbed back onto the mattress, making his way back to Michonne. Her knees were bent, both of her feet resting on top of the white sheets while Rick eased her thighs further part and fitted himself into the space between them.
She watched him as he came closer to her and once he was within reach she felt her way down to grab a hold of him, causing him to moan quietly. Rick only let her stroke him a couple of times before taking himself back from her and bringing his hips closer to hers. Gripping himself, he placed the tip of his cock against her, sliding up and down the length of her slit, covering his tip in her passion. Michonne tilted her hips up to encourage him to enter her, whimpering each time he moved himself back in the direction of her clit. All the while Rick rested his forehead against Michonne's, looking into her eyes as he toyed with her. Truth be told, he wanted her as close as he could get her. He knew he wouldn't last long once he was inside of her.
Unable to hold back any longer, he finally began to ease into her. Michonne had both arms around his waist as he brought both of his forearms up to either side of her shoulders where they bore the majority of his weight. He settled his chest against hers while he completely immersed himself.
Rick brushed his thumb across Michonne's cheek and placed his lips over hers sweetly as they began moving together. Though it was the first time they'd made love, it felt easy and natural. No awkwardness of figuring out each other's rhythm, or him struggling to figure out the things that she liked. What came naturally to them was exactly what the other needed. Michonne spread her legs as far as she comfortably could and pulled him as close to her as possible. Rick moved with a slow and deliberate pace, his hips rolling in time with hers. It didn't take long for Rick to feel Michonne's body become tighter around him in smooth and escalating cadence while she ran her hands up his sides and tightly grasped both of his biceps. She held onto him for leverage and rocked against him, catching his eyes as he moved over her with both of their mouths agape. She was finding it increasingly difficult to remain quiet as she approached her peak, especially as Rick began moving faster and faster bringing her right to the cusp of falling over the edge into that perfect ache.
"Do you need me to-"
"No." Michonne gasped.
Rick held her eyes for confirmation, selfishly hoping she was for real. "it's okay." she assured, nodding. Rick smiled and moved faster.
Michonne's body gripped his shaft, this time with a rapid succession of contractions, her nails digging deep into his arms and a deep moan escaping her throat. Rick put his mouth over hers just in time to absorb the involuntary sounds that escaped both of them while he climaxed with her.
As they relaxed into their usual breathing patterns and took in the reality of what had just happened, they both knew; this was good. this was right. this was different.
~~I hope this made up for teasing you with the previous chapter! ;) Thank you for reading and reviewing guys!