Carolina in my mind

Chapter 34

Waking up with another person's skin against his was a new experience for Daryl. One that he was surprised that he liked. The palmful of her soft curves more than made up for the mouthful of hair that jerked him from his sleep. Carolina sighed, lifting her head slightly as she gathered her long blonde hair and pulled it away from his face. She twisted it into a long rope and tucked it part way under her head to keep it in place. This action exposed the back of her neck, an area of the female body that Daryl never gave much thought to until now. He ran the tip of his nose along her skin, following it with his lips until they were pressing against the tender spot where her neck met her shoulder. She hummed, arching her back and pressing her ass more firmly against his groin.

Carolina fell asleep still dressed in the skimpy lace nightie she put on for him. But at some point during the night, she must have stripped it off. Because the only thing between them now was the part of him that was growing steadily harder by the minute. Daryl adjusted his hold on her breast, gently kneading the soft globe of her flesh. She hummed, rocking her hips back against him again. Daryl noticed that while she wasn't taking as active a role as she had during their varied embraces the night before, she still seemed to be responsive to his advances. Was this what it was like to have a steady girlfriend, Daryl wondered. Because waking up and fucking without having to talk was something he could definitely get on board with.

Daryl shifted his body, making enough room on the narrow mattress to roll her onto her back. It was still dim inside the cell. But there was enough light filtering through the thin fabric of the curtain for Daryl to make out the expression on her face. Her eyes were still closed. But the corners of her mouth were turned slightly upwards in a lazy sleepy little smile. A smile that widened when he pushed her warm plaint thighs apart and rolled on top of her. He moved his hand between them, gripping his dick and guiding it in. Her insides were well slicked from the previous night's activities. But she still gasped when he pushed his hard length into her. And the knowledge that her inner thighs and pussy were already coated in his previous emissions were adding to his arousal in a way he didn't expect.

Carolina bent her knees, spreading her thighs wider and wrapping her legs around him. Her hands came up, gently gripping his arms. She was participating in the act, but not making any attempt to control the speed or force of his thrusts. So Daryl moved in a way that felt good to him, finishing each thrust with a hard pump that made her breasts jiggle. He moaned in pleasant surprise when he felt her insides flood with heat as they convulsed around him. And he moved quickly to kiss her, muffling Carolina's cries of pleasure with his lips. With her walls clamping down around him and the way she was moaning into his mouth, it wasn't long before he found his own release. He came with a low groan, spilling himself deep inside her as her nails dug just slightly into the flesh of his arms.

"Good morning," Carolina sighed, her blue eyes finally blinking open as Daryl collapsed on top of her. She ran the tips of her fingers up and down over the marred flesh of his back. As he never let anyone see his back, let alone touch it, Daryl was surprised by how good her gentle caresses felt. He let the contact go on until he started to worry that he might be smashing her with the weight of his body. Rolling off, he gathered her into his arms and held her against his chest. It felt good to have her in his arms. So good that he found himself clutching her in an almost possessive way before he consciously relaxed his grip on her.

Carolina snuggled into him with a soft satisfied sigh, clearly preparing to go straight back to sleep. Daryl rolled onto his back, smiling when she immediately tossed one of her long legs over his thigh and moved to rest her head on his chest. He wasn't sure if he was going to be able to get any more sleep. But he didn't mind relaxing in bed and letting her use him as her personal body pillow. Her body was warm and she smelled like baby powder and the creek water they swam in the day before. Once her breathing turned slow and even, Daryl reached the arm he wasn't using to hold her down off the mattress. He grabbed at his discarded clothes, trying to find his cigarettes without jostling Carolina around too much.

A sharp rap on the bars of the cell startled him. And Daryl's body jerked as he turned towards the noise, waking the sleeping woman beside him. Carolina made a soft little groan of annoyance as she rubbed at her eyes.

"Hey? Daryl? Are you in there?"

Carolina groaned louder, pulling the blanket up to cover her exposed breasts. "He's not in here," she called out. "Go away." From the clipped tone of her voice, Daryl could tell that she knew as well as he did who was outside the cell interrupting her morning nap.

"I'm here," Daryl admitted, his body shaking with silent laughter. "Ya need somethin'?"

The curtain moved, letting a stream of the early morning sunlight into the small cement room. Daryl yanked the blanket up higher over their bodies as Rick poked his head inside.

"I thought we could go scout out that run location," he suggested, "...like we talked about last night." Daryl let out a heavy sigh. He did agree to go with Rick and check out the big box store they were planning to clear. Today. But he sort of had early afternoon in mind as a good time. Not thirty seconds after he just got his rocks off.

"A'right. I'll be out in a minute," Daryl huffed, deciding that it wasn't worth an argument.

The curtain dropped closed, blocking the light that was streaming into the small space. Carolina cupped his face with her hand, turning it to the side so she could capture her lips with his. He was preparing himself for some objection from her. But after a lingering kiss, she rolled her body away from him towards the wall and pulled the blanket up over her shoulder.

"Yer not goin' on the run?"

"Wasn't invited," she teased back, shifting her body slightly as she attempted to get comfortable on the thin prison mattress. "...and I'm tired. All your wild sexual demands wore me out." She said the last part with a hint of laughter in her voice. And Daryl rolled into her, sliding his hand under the blanket to grope her breast. He growled as he nipped at her neck and shoulder.

"I'll show ya wild," he teased back, enjoying her high pitched little squeals and the way she was wriggling to try and get away from the rough way he was handling her.

"Quit," she squeaked through her giggles. "Get outta here. Go on your run."

Daryl laughed, nipping at the soft ticklish skin of her neck one more time before he rolled away from her. Forcing himself up and out of the bed, he began to fumble around for his clothes. He managed to find his underwear. And a pack of cigarettes. They were Carolina's brand. But that didn't stop Daryl from tapping one out of the pack and lighting it. He inhaled, his eyes lingering on the mess of her blonde hair against the thin pillow. And the curve of her full hip where it dipped in to form her much slimmer waist. Just the silhouette of her body under the blankets was enough to send the blood rushing to groin again. And he was finally able to laugh a little at himself and the way he shot his shit the first time they slept together. He was willing to wager a guess that he wasn't the first man that happened to. Not with the way she looked.

Daryl took another drag off his smoke and pulled the rest of his clothes on. He would have to stop in his cell for his socks and boots. But before he left, he braced his knee on the mattress and reached across to give Carolina a gentle squeeze on her shoulder. She hummed at the contact, but didn't stir other than to say a few quiet words to him.

"After you draw the walkers out of the store, make sure you check the roof."