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Bet You Wish You Had Me Back	By : TheGreatWicked Category: S through Z > The Walking Dead Views: 1694 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-The Familiar Taste of Poison
- 1
Bet You Wish You Had Me Back
The Great Wicked

I have updated this story and not only complete it but revised it a bit! Enjoy!
Summary: Some romances burn hot and hard and threaten everyone around them, some burn fast and others smolder perfectly. This isn’t a smoldering story, nor is it a quick fire. They both knew their fire wouldn’t burn long and that the closer they got to it the hotter it would be. Because when fire is at it’s hottest the flame burns white, but the burn was too tempting for it to only happen once.
Pairing: Shane Walsh/OFC
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: graphic depictions of sex
AN: Story occurs before the zombie-apocalypse, Shane and my OC are in their late twenties. Title taken from Halestorm if you're looking for the feel of the story.

It was you and me and one hot summer
Beading up with sweat all over each other
Soaking wet
We didn't have a lot of time
So we didn't waste much
Found in all the right places
You wanted me to touch
And all those memories
Make it so hard to forget about me

When something unforgettable happens in a small town, it burns into the memory of everyone involved, and the story lives on in infamy. Shane and Austin's story wasn't one of those, it was a well kept secret that only three people knew, Shane Walsh, Austin Walker, and Rick Grimes. In a small town everyone knows everyones business and if secrets are kept then they aren't kept long. The fact that Shane and Austin's secret had been so closely guarded, that only three people knew, was something of a marvel for King County. Some things simply are no one else’s business, some things are so sensational and salacious that they must be guarded and protected. No one knew about that summer after high school graduation Shane Walsh, the local rebel and football star, was very tangled up in the arms of Austin Walker, the chief of Police's daughter.
On the surface, Austin should never have given him the time of day, she was always trying to get out of her small town and away from the prying eyes of its inhabitants. And Shane was far too much of a playboy to ever be tied down to one girl, but it was a facade that he held up well and only one person knew it was all bullshit. Rick Grimes. Shane's best friend, the only one who ever saw the flicker in Shane's eyes whenever Austin was near, the only one who knew that the two of them were perfect for each other and yet couldn't have been more different. Four years of high school football games, baseball games, homecomings, spring formals, finals and spring breaks worth of pent up tension between Shane and Austin, two people who only shared two or three classes together, it was almost unbearable for anyone who could see it. Four years saw their share of relationships and flings and each one was a step further away from what both of them wanted, and the only person who was there to relay what neither of them would say was Rick.
So the summer before Austin left for college and Shane joined the police academy saw a secret wildfire that no one else was privy to. Hot nights spent on the football field long after everyone had long since gone to bed, sneaking out windows and tip-toeing so as not to make a sound. Hurried kisses and fervent touches in the bed of Shane's pick up truck, no one judging them or saying that one was a bad influence or that the other could do better. Nights under the stars talking about anything and everything, but nothing too serious, hot nights spent cooling off in the lake on someone else's property, no silly promises of being together forever, just warm arms to sleep in and secrets that were theirs.
Then the hardest part of growing up happened, the summer ended and it was time to move on. Austin left for college in New York and Shane joined the academy with Rick, no promises to meet again or even that they ever would. But that’s the thing about fire, it's it's own spirit and their kind of fire was so so hot, so dynamic that it could never happen only once, but neither of them could have known that.
OOO
To any of the police officers who worked for him, Police Chief Jim 'Whip' Walker was not a man to cross. He had no time for nonsense or other people's bullshit, he was a hard man from a hard time and expected nothing short of perfection from anyone who worked for him. At times, somewhat humorless and usually wore a hard expression, hopefully devoid of emotion, if not then he was usually angry or at least annoyed. When you earned his respect you had it until you abused it, and very few people did.
There was only one person who had him wrapped around her finger, his daughter. Austin Cherie Walker. Hazel eyes that could either cut to the bone or offer unrequited compassion, auburn hair that warmed the room when the sun caught it, a smile to melt icy exteriors and make friends of enemies and a heart that was open to all. Only Austin could make him smile instantly no matter how angry he was, especially after her mother left and her brother died overseas. Seeing her go off to college killed him, seeing that his baby girl was growing up. It meant that he had become a spectator and worst of all he wasn't able to watch her play ball. A full ride for a baseball scholarship was something he was especially proud of, and he bragged to anyone who would hear him, even if he already had before.
Despite his heart aching when he saw her empty room or the dead grass where she used to park her car, he knew she was in a good place to do great things, so it was a surprise when she showed up at the police station out of the blue with a bag slung over her shoulder. But the shock of seeing his beautiful daughter marred by violent injury quickly crushed him and panic filled his heart.
The paperwork that he'd been holding fluttered to the floor, utterly devoid of purpose now, she'd never disappointed him, not once, and yet here she was looking as though she was in trouble. A healing black eye, several stitches on her forehead, cheek and upper lip, a brace on her wrist, countless scratches and those were just what he could see. For a moment he couldn't speak, all the breath had been pulled from him at seeing his Austin looking like she'd been in the fight of her life. "Who did this?" He hadn't realized that he'd shouted it across the station office, drawing the attention of everyone in the small police station. She'd been hoping for a discreet meeting but no such luck now, she'd guessed that within the hour everyone in town would not only know that she was back in town but that she'd looked like she'd gone ten rounds with Mike Tyson. "Austin?"
"Hey daddy." Despite the shame in her eyes, she forced a weak smile and nodded towards his office. "Can we talk?"
What was said next behind closed doors was hard to tell, only gestures hinted at the conversation, but what wasn't hard to tell was that it was a story that brought the normally iron-willed police chief to tears. Chief Walker rubbed at his face as though he’d just been through the longest day ever, he shook his head multiple times and looked at the ground with his hands on his hips. Austin had her back to the windows of the office so her facial expressions were a mystery but she talked with her hands and eventually produced some papers for her father. He took them and put his reading glasses on carefully analyzing the contents, his brow furrowing with each passing moment. It was bad. He looked both angry and heartbroken. Completely speechless. Even the most hardened police officer who had been with the station longer than most had never seen something so heart wrenching as the police chief blinking back tears and hugging his battered daughter. Austin was well liked, she was polite, smart, kind hearted and did everything in her power to make her father proud. She didn’t have any enemies, she blended well with people from all backgrounds and walks of life. It was only a matter of time before the truth came out.
OOO
"So, I was thinking, if it's ok with you, that maybe I could stay home for a while and rest, you know? My boss said I have some time saved up and said it might be good for me. I know it’s been a while since I’ve been home.” Austin paused, biting her lip briefly. “Hadley said I could stay with her anytime too, so if it's too short of notice-" He cut her off with a single finger in the air and shook his head furiously.
"Absolutely not, you're coming home with me, Austin Cherie." He hugged her tightly but not too tight as to hurt her. "Don't you ever think otherwise, you understand me, young lady?" She nodded, feeling her chest shake from within like it did when you were about to cry. Truth was seeing her father in such turmoil made her want to cry, she swallowed hard and nodded.
"Yes, sir."
"Alright, give me your bag and I'll take you home." There was no arguing that she could get a ride with one of his officers or take a cab, because police chief or not, work be damned, he was taking his daughter home safe and sound.
OOO
In the two weeks since Austin's surprise visit to King County, whispers had naturally begin to circulate as to what had happened, but they were only theories. And each one of them had pissed him off more than the last; an abusive boyfriend, a bar fight, a mugging and assault. He knew a side of Austin that no one else had, and despite their short and secret time together, he knew that Austin was many things but a simple victim wasn’t one of them. Hell, victim wasn’t really even in her vocabulary.
Their time had come and gone yet he found everyday he was fighting the urge to race over to his police chief's house and demand to know what had happened to her. Fighting and getting closer and closer to losing. He hadn't even seen her, hell, he'd avoided any possible chance meeting, much to the chagrin of his partner, Rick.
The hot Georgia sun beat down on the squad car as they sat on the side of the road, watching traffic, checking for speeders and reckless drivers, listening to the CB. The humidity wasn't normally so bad, but when they were in their full police uniforms it was downright hellish. All they could think of was a cold shower, changing over to more comfortable clothes and a cold beer. Their normally sporty banter had been so distant, no topic seemed to stick, not sports, not weather, not work, nothing because they both knew what was really on Shane's mind, no matter how he tried to ignore it. And it had gone on for two weeks and Rick could take it no more.
He looked to his partner and best friend of twenty plus years and shook his head before taking a drink of his bottle of water, Shane hadn’t missed the gesture. He looked over to Rick with an eyebrow raised.
“What's eatin’ you?”
"You gonna be this way the whole damn time?" He finally asked, sick of dancing around the subject,
Looking out at nothing, Shane blinked and looked over to the passenger side where Rick sat wearing an irritated expression. "What’n the hell are you on about, Rick?"
Rick scoffed, "Come on, don't be such a dumb shit about it. You know damn well what I'm talking about." Shane rolled his eyes, trying hard to pretend that he didn't care what Rick was getting at. "You jus' gonna hope you don't see her at all?"
"Who, Leslie?" Shane wasn't always as eloquent with words as Rick was but he knew what he was getting at, trying to act all calm and cool even though he could see the turmoil in Shane's demeanor.
"You're some kinda idiot. You know that?"
"Why this time?" It wasn't uncommon for Rick to call Shane an idiot. "What'd I do?"
"She's all beaten to hell and you're sittin' here pretending that it ain't eating you up inside wanting to know what fool put their hands on her. Just as thick as you were in high school. Wandering around for four years not even seeing that she had a thing for you."
"Jesus, Rick, it was a fling. Last little bit of summer fun before the academy, weren't ever anything more serious than that." He paused, trying to think his way into believing his own bullshit. "Besides, ain't nobody would've had the balls to lay hands on her, she'd kill them first. Austin ain't some helpless girl."
Rick had to chuckle at that, that much he knew was true, Austin was the farthest thing from a helpless girl, she once beat a guy with a baseball bat because he grabbed her ass on the field all the while yelling ‘not today fuckboy’. Austin had a special spirit all about her, one that seemed to keep most guys at bay but whether it was out of respect or intimidation was up for debate. "Yeah, I'll give you that. Don't make what I said any less true. It's killing you not knowing why she's all beaten." Eventually he'd wear Shane down, being the best friend gave him the power to know Shane well enough to know which buttons to push him to action. "I seen her m'self." Shane snapped his head to Rick as soon as the words registered. "I'd hate to see the other guy."
He gripped the steering wheel a little harder now, something about the thought of Austin having to fight hard was a thought that made his blood boil. "What’s it gonna take to get you off my back about this? What'm I supposed to do? Go to Police Chief Walkers place and tell her to let me beat up the bastard who bloodied her up? Do I ask her to marry me after that?" Voice dripping with frustration and disdain.
"How about you go over when your shift is over and her daddy ain't home and see her before going on a rampage? Start small, Casanova." He cracked his knuckles absentmindedly as an uncomfortable silence fell over the car, "No one ever got to you like she did. I saw you two that summer, like something outta some damn sappy, chick flick."
Shane now said nothing but looked at his watch, looking like he was seriously considering Rick's suggestion and if he looked like it was tearing him up inside then it wouldn't be long until he acted on it. In harassing him, Rick had done his job as his best friend, what he didn't know was that despite the distance Shane had kept thus far, he'd driven by Austin's house every night when he got off work.
OOO
The chirping crickets were silenced by a heavy fist banging on the front door, drawing Austin from a fit of restlessness. Several lights flickered on as she made her way downstairs, but that didn't stop the heavy fist from trying to break down the door. The air was hot and thick and no doubt contributed to the trickle of sweat going down Shane's neck.
When she finally got the door open, she was surprised to find the last person she expected to see standing on her fathers front porch, Shane Walsh. The normally well put together deputy looked a mess, restless, irritated, like he’d been awake for days and something was line dancing on his last nerve, and a look on his face that said he was in no mood for questions. He didn't wait for an invitation before he barged right in, looking more like a mad dog than a sheriff's deputy. "What's his name?" He finally demanded to know, "I want his name and where he lives." Austin's surprise quickly faded as seeing Shane felt almost normal and she couldn’t help but notice that the uniform looked good on him.
"No, come inside, Shane. Please." She responded dryly, completely ignoring his demands.
"I'm serious, Austin. You tell me where I can find the sonofabitch who put his hands on you." She'd never seen him so angry before, or so uncontrolled, it might have been scary if she didn’t know just how badly Shane hated men that hurt women. "I'ma teach that bastard what happens when you hit a woman." While Shane Walsh may have been a womanizer and a flaky guy to have in a relationship, there was one thing that could not be debated, he did not tolerate a man ever laying hands on a woman. Having seen far too much of it in his house growing up, but then again, Austin was one of the few people who knew that.
"No, you're not." She replied, the heavy oak door shutting quickly silenced all conversation and the house went still for a minute, Austin made her way to the kitchen, bare feet padding quietly as if the whole scene was a normal one. A second later the heavy sound of Shanes boots on the floor followed and his blood frenzy halted momentarily but still bubbling just beneath the surface. "Coffee?" Like a confused puppy, he followed waiting for an explanation.
Shane had already done what he shouldn’t have had done by showing up, now that he was there he was looking over the fading bruises in a state of yellowed healing, cuts that no longer needed stitches to keep them closed. He stopped in the doorway to the kitchen, paused. Naturally he took notice of what was wearing, the hot Georgia summer was to thank for the dangerously short cutoff shorts she was wearing. Ones that were probably too ratty for her to wear outside of the house knowing how protective her father was but nonetheless gave him an opportunity to appreciate the length and tan of her legs and, fuck, was that a new tattoo? He didn’t remember her having a rose tattoo on her calf. His gaze traveled upward to the varsity softball tank top she was wearing, hard to believe something from high school stil fit her and Jesus Christ did it fit her. His eyes lingered a little too long on the curves of her breasts and the black fabric that was underneath and up to her slender neck. "There's no guy." She finally broke the silence while pouring herself a glass of tea then grabbing a mug and pouring a fresh cup of coffee.
"What'n the hell you mean there's no guy? You just looked like a losing prize fighter by accident?"
Austin released a heavy sigh. "No, I mean that no one hurt me." No one had hurt her but Shane couldn’t take his eyes off of the very real proof that something or someone did, he was beginning to lose what little patience he had. "I was in an accident three weeks ago." The gravity of what she said finally began to register with him. As a police officer, he wanted more details, somehow the idea that enough details could stem his anger presented itself as a solution.
"What kinda accident?"
"The kind involving cars that run red rights, doing forty over the speed limit." For the moment his rage was quieted at having finally had an answer, but it was still bubbling. He’d been a cop for some time and he’d seen the damage that cars did at high speed, the thought of Austin's mangled body inside a destroyed car made his insides churn and for a minute he tasted bile.
"I thought-" She handed him a cup of coffee, remembering that he liked it black with two sugars.
"I know what you thought. I know what people have been saying,” She leaned against the counter and took a sip of her tea, knowing all too well how quickly word could spread. “I haven't left this house hardly at all since I've been home but Hadley's been keeping me posted on what everyone's been saying." When Shane wanted to know something he often sat down or stood in front of you until you told him whatever it was he wanted to know, his unwavering, penetrating gaze had many young criminals cracking within minutes under it, that wouldn’t work here. "Was heading back to the apartment after a ball game, we had VIP seats. Pretty good game. I was on the passenger side with three friends and when we pulled out a truck ran the light and smashed into us. Threw my car like a goddamned tinker toy." She was keeping the details to a minimum, he was fairly certain that she didn't want to envision it in any more detail than she had to. "Car rolled four times and I was the only one who pulled through. The Driver's blood alcohol level was three times the legal limit. He died on impact. Idiot wasn’t wearing a seatbelt. Sonofabitch killed three of my friends and didn’t have to face up to what he’d done." His hand gripped the forgotten coffee in his hands so tightly it wouldn't have surprised him if he broke the damn thing. His eyes wider than usual at the simplicity of the situation, it was a car accident. That was it, no one was after her, no one had beat her, just an accident. But it didn't make him feel any better. Three people in her car had died and Austin could have been one of them. "You honestly thought I'd let a guy get in a hit on me?" She scoffed, "Mama always said, keep your standards and heels high.” She took another sip of her sweet tea. “Haven't met anyone who made my standards since, well, you." Crap, she hadn’t meant to say that.
“What?” Shane asked not entirely comprehending what he had just heard, she shook her head with a lax smile but it was more of a smile to herself. "You saying' you ain't been with no one since, us?"
"Something like that." She took another drink but all the iced tea in the kitchen couldn’t save her from Shane's questions, Shane looked hard at her throat muscles working the icy liquid down then back to her face, finding it difficult to look at the bruises and stitches for longer than a few seconds yet still somehow unable to take his eyes off her, "If you think I look bad, you oughta see my Camaro." She joked trying to ease the tension.
"That ain't funny, Austin." He didn't like how she was trying to make light of what had happened, just couldn't see any humor in it at all. Four bodies. Could have been five.
"Why are you really here, Shane?" She set the glass down and finally looked him in the eye, her hazel eyes holding their own against his dark brown. He wasn't rightly sure himself, he knew in all honesty that he wasn't going to drive up to New York and beat up some fictional guy who hit her, he didn't expect to show up and hear her say that she missed him and wanted him. So, why was he there?
He exhaled deeply, then just shook his head. He didn't entirely know why he was there but he knew what he wanted, it probably wasn't a good idea. Then again, Shane was kinda known for that. He set down the cooling cup of coffee and leaned forward to kiss her. Was it a coincidence that she hadn't had a real relationship since their summer fling? He didn't know but what he did know was that he was too tired to make up excuses as to why he was there. And Shane Walsh didn’t believe in coincidence.
From the second his lips touched her he could feel it. That fire. Their fire, the embers that had existed between them in the bed of Shane's pick up truck was still there, it had never burned out. And the second his mouth was on hers it was like adding gasoline to a matchlight. Austin had never really let him go, and it seemed that he hadn't let her go either. This much was apparent when she kissed him back, with no hesitation. The warmth of his hands quickly wrapping around her soothed the many aches and pains, replaced only by heat. She grabbed a fistful of his shirt over his right peck and tugged one of the sleeves of his crisp uniform, wrinkling the material slightly, seizing his lower lip between her teeth. There was a distinct groan of approval from Shane, who backed them against the cabinet and lifted her up onto the kitchen counter like she weighed nothing. Her legs instantly wrapped around his hips.
The sound of heavy breathing in his ear and the warm wetness of her tongue sent hot blood straight to his cock, this close her scent was all over him, the perfume that she wore, oranges and ginger, it worked him up into a frenzy and he would have had her right there in that kitchen. He was desperate for more of her skin, not satisfied with only what her shorts permitted him to touch, he wanted more of those long legs. Austin did too and found herself grasping at his belt, straining to take a breath when she felt him, already hard as iron through his uniform. There was something about that uniform on him. How crisp and perfect it was, and she wanted to ruin it, rip the buttons and wrinkle the fine pressed sleeves and tear the seams. Forgetting the belt for the moment, she pressed her hand against him harder this time, feeling his hips buck involuntarily against her and a deep, gravelly groan was torn from his throat. “Fuck.” His words were strangled and hot. He took her mouth in another kiss, slipping his tongue past her lips taking care not to aggravate the nearly healed split, he wanted moans of pleasure not pain. One hungry hand slipped under the torn denim of her shorts as far as it could go seeking heat but not quite able to reach it, the other hand under her shirt pulling her bra cup down thumb rolling over her nipple he got what he wanted. A sultry moan into his mouth, it sent electricity down his spine and he was quickly ready to blow off the rest of his patrols.
Somewhere in the back of her mind Austin knew she should stop what they were doing, at least for the moment, but fuck it felt good to be touched by him, and he tasted good. She wanted Shane, wanted him bad but not necessarily on the kitchen counter of her fathers house. Before she could make any suggestion that they move their tryst to a more private location there was a sound that made their blood run cold, a car pulling into the driveway.
"Shit!" Immediately they separated, knowing full and well who it was that had returned home. Feeling like two teenagers caught out past curfew they straightened out their clothes and fixed their appearances quickly as the crunch of footsteps on gravel came closer, then the heavy dull thud of boots on the wood planks on the front porch.
Shane couldn’t resist those lips for one last peck. "I came here to check on you." He suddenly said all business again, steadying his voice, smoothing his hands over his hair and trying to sooth his somewhat disheveled appearance, as Austin nodded and poured another cup of coffee. "You invited me in and offered me coffee." They weren’t lying, just omitting the fact that they nearly had sex on the kitchen counter. He adopted a somewhat relaxed posture leaning against the cabinets, one hand on the counter, one holding his cool coffee. There was little Shane could do about the raging hard on aside from adjusting his uniform and seconds later the front door opened and Austin's father came inside, somewhat surprised to see his deputy in his house.
"Walsh?" He asked, stepping into the kitchen, relieved to see several feet worth of distance between his officer and his daughter. He was an old fashioned kind of guy, his daughter would always be his little girl, no matter how old she got and he would always eye any man who looked at her or was near her, even if it was one of his best deputies.
"Hey, daddy." Austin held out a fresh cup of coffee for him. "How was work?"
"Just fine, what're you doing here, Walsh?" Shanes patrols weren’t too far off from where he currently was so him being there didn’t set off alarm bells immediately. One thing Shane had learned early on was to always look his chief in the eye, the best way to allay suspicion was to act as though there was nothing keeping you from eye contact.
"Evening chief, knew Austin was back in town, finally got some time to come by." Shane started in, probably being very honest in what his original intentions were, although he left out the part where he'd wanted to beat up a fictional man and then fuck Austin on the kitchen counter. "Just wanted to stop by and say hi for old times sake, see if everythin’ was alright." Whip nodded, seemingly satisfied with the explanation and his deputy's intentions, he had to remind himself that although Shane had been his deputy for nearly ten years, he and Austin had been classmates and friends first, he didn't say anything else. "Well, I'll be off now, you alright, Austin?"
"Yeah, I'm good now, thanks for stopping by Shane. It was good to see you again." She flashed him a casual smile that sent his blood boiling again.
"Thanks for the coffee. Have a good evening, Austin," He nodded towards Austin then her father. "Sir."
"I'll walk you out." As Austin set down the iced tea and followed Shane to the front door, she mouthed a 'phew' exclamation.
Neither of them saw that Whip had taken notice of Shane's full and cold coffee cup left on the counter with a raised eyebrow.
On the front porch Shane and Austin stood for a moment exchanging glances of relief Austin bit her lower lip slightly with a naughty smile. Before Shane left, he looked back to see if Whip was looking their way, he wasn't, then he gave Austin a friendly hug then whispered something to her. "My place, two hours." That said with dark and heated eyes, he got into his squad car and drove off to finish his patrols.
Breathing out a shaky breath, Austin made one of the quickest phone calls she'd ever made to her friend Hadley. "Hads, hey I need you to meet me at Docs asap."
OOO
Half an hour later, Austin worked out a well thought out reason to visit and spend the evening at her friend, Hadley's place. Ten minutes later she was out, walking towards the local 24 hour diner and coffee shop to meet Hadley. When she sat down in the booth across from her lifelong friend, exhaling a deep breath, Hadley narrowed her gaze wondering what reason Austin had asked her to meet her there at 10:30 at night.
"So, you've been back in town for what? Two? Three weeks? And this is the first I'm seeing of you after the accident. Should I even ask, what gives?” Hadley was only messing around of course, she knew what had happened and held nothing against Austin, poor girl was black and blue in some spots.
Austin groaned and laid her head down on the table briefly, "Hadley, I'm sorry I haven't made my way out to see you, things have been crazy as hell and I-"
Hadley chuckled at Austin's frustration before placing her hand on Austin's head, brushing her hair out of her face, "Relax, it's ok. I know it's been crazy for you lately, you were just in a huge accident and the only reason you're home is because your boss made you take time off. I knew I'd see you eventually, that's not what matters here, so, tell me what's really going on?"
Austin gave a soft smile, grateful to have such a good friend that could read her so well, "I have two things to tell you and you have to promise that you will not say a word to anyone." Hadley tilted her head in an expression that said 'are you serious?' Not that she doubted Austin needed discretion but that she would even question her friends' trust. "Ok," Austin looked around to see who all was nearby and could be eavesdropping. "The summer we graduated high school I did something I never told you about,"
Hadley leaned forward “Did you pierce your nipples?” The look of shock that registered on Austin's face sent Hadley into a round of laughter, “I’m just kidding honey, you need to relax a bit. Now spill.”
“Shane Walsh and I hooked up.” She hadn’t meant to blurt it out quite like that despite that it was what she had come to tell Hadley. Now it was Hadleys turn to go wide eyed and an even more rare achievement, totally speechless. Hadley always had something to say "I hooked up with Shane Walsh before going off to college and before he went to the police academy."
Hadley's jaw dropped and she stared blankly for a few minutes, blinking not even once. "Wha-, I, -How did? Wait, what?"
Austin rolled her eyes and repeated what she had just said. "Shane Walsh and I hooked up for the summer before I left for college." Hadley continued to stare blankly. "Hello? Hads?" Austin waved her hand over her friend's face, she then shook her head and nodded.
"Yeah, yeah, ok, I'm with you." Hadley held up a finger and waited a moment, "How did this happen?" Austin put her head into her hands, though not in any way that suggested shame but rather she was collecting her thoughts.
"It was the day after I found out about my scholarship, I was with you on the bleachers watching the guys play football?" Hadley nodded, remembering the day she was talking about, "You left with your boyfriend after he finished playing and after you left, Rick Grimes came up to me and said hi, and congratulated me on my scholarship, just small talk." Hadley nodded, now on the edge of her seat, "Asked if I was watching anyone specific and I said no and that you and Dean had just left, I started packing up my stuff to leave too and he suggested that maybe I should stick around for a few minutes, no reason just, cause. He turned around and left and I just kinda hung out for a few minutes then when I got up to leave, Shane was just standing there. He'd just come off the field, just, staring at me."
"And?" Oh now this was better than any episode of Jerry Springer.
Austin rolled her eyes, "When I went to walk past him, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me back, and," She shrugged and finished the story, "He kissed me."
"He kissed you?" Hadley nearly screamed, like an excited high school girl. Austin ducked down and looked back to see if they had drawn any attention, no one seemed to really care what they were saying. "What happened next?"
"It just kinda went on from there, we'd meet up, hang out, talk, grab food and-"
"And?!"
"And what?"
"Did you…?" Austin just stared, knowing exactly what Hadley was asking, "Did you guys shack up?"
"Did you have to phrase that so crudely?"
"Thought I cleaned it up rather nicely for you…" She concluded, "So, did you?"
"Yeah." Hadley could barely contain her shock or excitement, she excitedly slapped her hands on
Austins, "What?"
"How was it??"
"Hadley, that's only one of the things I have to tell you." This didn't dissuade Hadley from her question, "Yeah, it was pretty good." She finally caved, before looking down at nothing, thinking on the past, "Really good, actually." Hadley seemed satisfied with Austin's answer but it was clear that she expected more details later.
"So, what's the other thing?"
Austin blew out a breath "Shane just came over to my daddy's house and he kissed me again, and things started to get kinda hot and heavy." Hadley's jaw dropped once more, "We didn't do anything this time, daddy came home and we told him that Shane heard I was in town and that I'd been in an accident and he just came by to check in on me."
"Did your daddy buy it? He aint' stupid, you know?"
"Seemed to, that's not the only thing, though." There was more? Hadley leaned in closer than before so she was leaning over half the table, "When I walked him outside, he told me to meet him at his place in two hours."
"When was that?" Austin looked at her phone.
"An hour ago." Austin now looked up like she was waiting for Hadley to freak out and have a conniption of sorts, but that wasn't what she did.
"So, I know this is private stuff but why were you so freaked out about keeping it secret. You know you can trust me?"
"Of course I do. I just didn't want to hear anything from anyone. How I could do better than a high school playboy or how he'd just break my heart and all that crap."
"Well, you have to admit there is some truth there, Shane is a heartbreaker, always has been. I never saw him so much as look at a girl unless he thought he could nail her."
"That's exactly what I didn't want to hear back then, still don't. Sometimes sex is just fun and it doens’t always have to be a relationship. The thing is, it was nobody's business but our own. He never said he wanted to do a long distance thing, I never told him I wanted flowers or promise rings or all that crap. It was just this period of time where we just got to be alone, and it was pretty nice. Probably because I didn't want anything from him. He knew I was going off to college and I knew he was joining the police academy. I couldn’t stand being in a small town and he'd never think of leaving it."
"So, what're you gonna do?" Hadley had questions regarding the past tense use of ‘couldn’t stand’ as opposed to ‘can’t stand’ but those could wait for later.
"Don't rightly know but I've got about an hour to make up my mind." Austin groaned, setting her head down on the table again clenching her hands in her hair. "So, what do I do?"
"You still into him?"
Austin thought back to their nearly sexcapades in her dad's kitchen. "Apparently."
"So, what does he want?" Austin raised an eyebrow at her, knowing there was probably only one thing Shane wanted.
"Well, I highly doubt he wants me to marry him and have 2.5 kids and live in a little house with a white picket fence."
"Ok, so sex. Probably?"
"Probably."
"And you don't want to see him?"
"I don't know."
Hadley shook her head. "Yes, you do. You already knew what you wanted when you sat down."
"So then why are we still talking about this?"
"That's a good question." Hadley paused, leaning back in her seat, "Austin, this may be the only time I can tell you something about yourself that you don't already know."
"So, what do I want to do?"
"He's under your skin, girl, I've known you since we were both girl scouts and I ain't never seen a guy wind you up this much. You’ve always known exactly what you want. Whatever happened between you and him that summer, clearly made an impression. So, I think the better question is, why on earth are you still sitting here in a shitty diner, not drinking crap coffee, talkin' to me about what you don't know you want to do?" Austin cracked a grin, glad to know Hadley was looking out for her.
Austin breathed out a shaky breath, "Do I look alright?"
"Bruises aside? Honey, if I were Shane, I'd make sweet, sweet, love to you right now on this table." Both women broke into smiles and soft laughter before Hadley grabbed Austin's hand to lead her out of the dinner, “Now come on, we’ve got to find you something nicer to wear.”
OOO
Shane looked at his watch again, 11:59pm the cold beer in his hand did little to calm him down and help sort his nerves. He wondered if she’d show up, had the whole thing been a mistake? Fuck, he didn’t know. Yes, he did. He loved touching her and kissing her, hell he wanted her more than ever right there in his chief of police’s kitchen and he had no fucks to give if anyone found out. His dick was still rock hard and any contact sent thoughts of him and Austin. How good she felt in his hands and how hot it was when she wrapped her legs around his waist.
He ran a hand through his hair and blew out a breath, Rick had been right. The day Austin had shown up he’d been out on patrol but word quickly reached him, that Police Chief Walkers daughter had shown up with a black eye, a split lip and too many bruises for a women to ever wear and sure enough he was damn near climbing walls trying to keep himself from doing something stupid. Which he ended up doing anyway. Stupid felt really fucking good.
He loosened another button on his uniform, having not even been home long enough to take it off completely, the left shirt sleeve was wrinkled and so was the right side on his chest. He knew women liked the uniform but he didn’t get that vibe from Austin, like, ever. Her dad was the freaking chief of police.
Wait a damn minute, what did he even want again? It was just sex, right? Yeah, he and Austin had some great times and she was better than a lay, everything about her felt good, so it was just sex.
Then why was Rick right? He had been going out of his mind wanting to know what happened to her, for some stupid reason word of her being all beaten up spread faster than the actual circumstances that lead to it but then again that was the truth of life in a small town. If the truth wasn’t interesting it was an afterthought. He’d wanted to protect her. That was very un-Shane of him, wasn’t it? He’d seen his mother get backhanded more times than he’d like and it twisted in him each time he wasn’t big enough to do anything to protect her, he’d felt that same twisting sensation when he looked at her tonight.
As far as women went Austin was about as laid back as a girl could get, she was a tough woman, she’d been a tough girl, ran with the boys, played just as hard, done her own work on her camaro and landed that baseball scholarship. Everything about her screamed ‘dream girl’ personally for him though it was the fact that she did her car's restoration on her own, with the occasional help from her old man. A woman who could work with her hands was just sexy as fuck. And if he was being completely honest he’d had more than a few thoughts since their summer together where he’d thought of throwing her down on the hood of her car.
Fuck.
He felt his dick jump in his pants.
12:00am
He put his watch hand down and glanced up to see something that made his heartbeat thunder, a figure outside his front door. Through the sheer curtains he saw a feminine form and although Shane had enough female friends that it could have been, he knew it was Austin. He wrenched the door open before she could knock those scraped knuckles on the aged wooden. She drew in a breath when she saw him again, his shirt unbuttoned the first few buttons, looking every bit as gorgeous as he had earlier, and every time she’d thought about him.
“Hey,” She said softly as he locked the door behind her and turned off the porchlight, slipping right back into the tactics they’d used as teenagers to avoid detection. For a minute a silence hung over them and she thought of filling it with meaningless chit chat but then thought better of it. It was just sex. Really good sex back in high school and juding by what she knew of Shane, it could only have gotten better. Austin opened her mouth to speak but no words could come out, not with Shanes fingertips brushing her lips, preventing any words, he had something he wanted to say. So, she let him say it.
“Austin, I gotta say something,” He took a breath, couldn’t believe he was saying this. “I’m sorry for just showing up like I did, I wasn’t think’ right and I should have called or something. I shouldn’t have done what I did,” Yes, you should have. “If I disrespected you or any boundaries you had-” Any further lame ass apology was cut off as Austin slipped one of his fingers past her lips, sucking gently on the tip of the digit, an amused look on her face. Shanes mouth fell open and he instantly stopped talking, probably forgetting what he had been about to say, but it probably sounded like shit anyway, so no loss.
The softness of her lips and the warmth of her mouth set all of his blood to boiling, he let out a haggard breath and licked his lips.
Austin offered him the tiniest smirk upon releasing his finger, before taking his hand in hers and placing it on her chest over her heart. “You have any idea how often I lay in my bed with the lights off, remembering the bed of your pickup?” Shane didn’t answer, maybe he was unable to. “When I can’t sleep I pretend I’m back in that bed, with you. I close my eyes and I think about how I want your hands on me and your mouth on me, and I remember how good it felt. When you kissed me in my fathers house, I wanted you so damn bad. You really about to tell me you shouldn’t have shown up?” Her voice was lower than normal, Shane swallowed and closed his eyes, unable to block out the image. He’d thought about that truck too. And everything they’d done in it. Fuck.
Shane grabbed her hips and pulled her flat against his hard chest. His mouth crashing against hers, tongue delving in drawing out unmistakable sounds of approval. He worked her lips hard and furiously while Austin's hands threaded themselves combing through his jet back hair. He pulled his mouth away from hers long enough to say one thing.
“We’re gonna finish what we started in your daddy’s kitchen.” Heat rushed from toe to top of her auburn tresses and she licked her lips allowing him to walk her backwards, guiding her into the kitchen.
When her lower back met the cold tile of the kitchen island he took her mouth again, slower this time setting a smoldering pace. His hands roamed freely lingering on her soft curves of her breasts, down to the same tattered denim that had teased him earlier. The button popped with the finesse of a man who knew how to rid a woman of her clothes quickly and the teeth of the zipper separating was the only other sound. The calluses on Shane’s hands almost tickled against her legs while he pushed her shorts down. Her flip flops quickly kicked aside, only wearing the same white tank top although now he noticed the distinct red hue beneath it and the red panties that matched. Shane groaned, Austin looked good in anything or nothing but he’d always liked red best.
Austin drew in a breath as she felt his thumb hook into her panties and a shudder ran through her as they too slid down her legs.
If he had been some shit head teenager he’d probably come in his pants right then again there.
On her left hip bone was a tattoo that he’d never seen before, his eyes went wide in realization and shot up to hers, the number twenty-two inked into her skin. She looked back down at him with something of a satisfied look on her face and naughtiness in her eyes. Fuck. His eyes traveled from the tattoo up and down her body for a moment.
Austin's legs were long, toned, and soft under his hands, he groaned inwardly trying not to lose face, but sweet Jesus, her pussy matched her legs, completely bare, shaved or waxed he didn’t know but he’d find out soon enough. His hands stayed glued to her legs stroking the skin, eyes locked on hers. He watched the muscles in her throat work as she swallowed hard and a deep sigh escaped her when he started moving his mouth down, not bothering to remove the tank top just yet but he bit through the soft material gently enough so she could feel the pressure. The tank top pushed up a bit so he could see her toned stomach, and god bless America's favorite pastime. It had always kept her in good enough shape that eyes followed her everywhere, but he didn’t want to think of that right now, his tongue followed dipping into her belly button.
He’d dropped to his knees now looking up, loving what he saw, her half lidded eyes, cloudy with lust looking down at him. Tremors ran down his spine when he felt her nails in his scalp, toying with his hair, not enough to control motions but enough to make him shudder. She muttered something he couldn’t quite make out right away, her chest shuddering with a breath as she repeated herself “What’re you doing, Shane?”
Whether she meant it as more of a rhetorical question or not, it didn’t matter because he had the perfect answer. “Gonna do what men do in the kitchen,” He paused, making sure her eyes were on him, slipping one of her long legs over his shoulder, “Eat.”
They hadn’t done this when they were eighteen, Austin hadn’t quite become comfortable with that type of touch yet and Shane was your typical eighteen year old guy. Not really interested in female pleasure just then but he was now and he'd had time enough to appreciate the erotic art of oral sex . She’d had plenty of guys eat her pussy before but there was never build up like this, she stilled perfectly and a few agonizing seconds later her lips trembled and her mouth fell open when she felt his soft, warm, wet tongue swipe up her lips. Her head fell back exposing her neck and her hair that had been draped over a shoulder fell across her back now as she took a long labored breath.
Holy shit.
The hand that had been in his hair flew to the edge of the counter for support as Shane’s agonizingly slow pace worked past her lips, she pushed her hips forwards aching for more contact, his hands which had been stroking her legs had now wrapped around the thigh that was on his shoulder keeping her both a little more balanced and open to him, the other stroked the backside of her calf to her thigh. The sex they’d had at eighteen was typical sex at eighteen, it was good for the time but this was a very different ball game. Nearly ten years had passed. He’d barely licked her a few times and Austin had never wanted a man more.
Shane wasn’t one of those guys who lived for eating pussy, he’d known a few guys like that and they were a little weird to him. For him it depended on the woman or how badly he wanted to fuck her and he didn’t always let them finish, but there was no way he would let Austin go without the most body rocking orgasm he could give her, to start. Every woman tasted different, but Austin was in a whole other category, he slipped his tongue into her folds for another lengthy lick loving how part of her body tensed whenever he did that, she hadn't had this from him before. She tasted more sweet than salty and he loved it, some women just tasted bad, not Austin but then again he should have known that. Her thigh on his shoulder gave him perfect access to her pussy and although she’d probably have been more comfortable in a bed on her back with those long legs spread, he’d have had her like this at her fathers house if those damn shorts hadn’t had stopped him, and of course her father showing up. No faster way to get fired, caught tongue fucking your boss’s daughter.
His thoughts were interrupted when he heard her say his name, not a whisper, not a moan, something in between, something that sent lighting straight to his cock and he focused back on Austin. The hand that had been stroking her leg had trailed upwards one finger brushing against her entrance the other parting her lips.
Austin hadn’t really said anything, only shallow breaths and his name, but he liked the way she’d said it, he’d broken through her stoic wall of cool and calm. He wanted to hear it again. Pressing an open mouth kiss to her spread lips and with a flick of his tongue, she gasped breathlessly and her eyes were closed in ecstasy. When he’d used the flat part of his tongue to retrace the path it had just taken all the way up to her clit, she shuddered and gripped the counter tighter. Another wordless moan when he flicked the tip of his tongue against the small bundle of nerves then another sharp intake of breath. He wrapped his lips around her clit and gently sucked keeping the tip of his tongue moving, she writhed under him working hard to not grind against his face. The sound he’d wanted came when he’d slipped one of his fingers inside her and fuck, she was tight, hot, wet, perfect. Her chest was taking in deep measured breath Those perfect breasts heaving giving him a great view he’d keep for his spank bank for years to come. Her hands still clenched the countertop desperately holding on for dear life. “Fuck,” Her hips lurched forward when he added a second finger and curled them inside her “Shane!” She moaned his name again with urgency, judging by how she was trembling she couldn’t be far off. The desire to fist his cock skyrocketed when he watched one of her hands shakily leave the counter and pull the fabric of her tank top and bra down to expose one of her soft pink nipples. Shane froze momentarily and watched as she rolled it between her thumb and index finger eyes now looking down at him, he hadn’t realized she’d opened her eyes and was now giving him something to watch aside from her sex face.
“Keep playing with your nipple, Austin. I wanna watch you come just like that.” He growled against her wet flesh, swirling his tongue faster, sucking, working a third finger into her curling them in a ‘come here’ motion, working her g-spot. Her breathing was becoming shallower and her hips bucked forward and heated moans came fast as Austin felt that dizzying cloud of pleasure reaching its peak fast. She didn’t care for worrying about balance now, knowing that Shane would keep her from falling when her legs gave out. Her other hand released the counter and reached down to his black hair, combing through his thick locks, tugging against his scalp. A low moan tore through him, resonating to her flesh, and that was all it took.
“God! Shane!” She cried out as the throws of orgasm overtook her, working their way through her body making her toes curl. She threw her head back and rode out what was the most intense oral orgasm she could remember. When the tremors subsided, her hands shook slightly and she felt a little unsteady, Shanes mouth slowed to a stop, not wanting to overwork her just yet and his fingers gradually withdrew. She clung to him as he set her leg down and she found her balance again.
Her eyes were clouded and his, she swore were jet black in the dim light, she watched him lick his fingers slowly, one at a time.
“Fuck, Shane.” He smiled against her lips, that smile that melted hearts and made panties drop. “Never had my pussy eaten like that.” She finally uttered, using a proper sentence.
“Wouldn’t mind another taste.” His hands slid down to her bare ass.
“How about I return the favor, Shane?” She moved to kneel down but he stopped her.
“Not yet baby,” He kissed her briefly. “You just gonna have to be patient. Gonna take my time with you.”
“Patience isn’t my strong suit, Shane.”
“We’ll, you’re gonna have to work on that. Cuz I plan on working on you all night.” Shane kissed her again, willing himself to not just pound into her right there as much as he wanted to. “Gonna fuck you till you come, then gonna have you ride me till you come again, then gonna eat that sweet pussy of yours till you’re coming on my tongue then I’m gonna fuck you so deep till I come.”
Austin gave him a look of shock and awe. “You gonna last that long?”
“Hell no, gonna be an all nighter. Hope you weren’t planning on sleeping much.” He paused “Plenty of time for returning favors later.” His fingers, still wet with his saliva brushed against her still bare nipple. “Right now I need to fuck this freshly licked pussy.” God damn it. Shane hadn't talked like this when they were eighteen and Austin loved it. “While it's hot and tight.”
“Where do you want me?”
Shane glanced around the room, table and chairs in the dining room, the kitchen island he’d just made her come against, a not so comfortable couch that had seen better and cleaner days and the cold kitchen floor which probably wasn't very clean or comfortable. His eyes met hers and he kissed her lips deeply again before picking her up in his arms, ushering her to wrap her still shaky legs around his waist. “My bed.”
His room was simple and minimalistic but comfortable and surprisingly tidy. Aside from the chair he’d sit in when he watched football, it was his favorite place to be. The large bed center of the room, long blackout curtains drowning the room in darkness, the only light coming from the hall. He set her down on the bed, still somewhat unable to comprehend that Austin Walker was in his bed, half naked and he was about to have sex with her again. No, ‘having sex’ seemed like such a clinical term for what they were doing, fucking wasn’t quite the right word either, and it sure as hell wasn’t ‘making love’. He didn’t know what it was but he felt pins and needles shoot throughout his body when after too long a pause he could feel Austin working his shirt off his shoulders followed by the wifebeater which was quickly tossed to the floor as well.
His chest was hard and broad, his skin dark tanned from years of playing football outside shirtless and other physical activity. Her mouth followed the sparse trail of dark hair that led down his abdominals. She actually felt her mouth water as she reached for his pants, her hand slipping inside reaching for his boxer briefs, curling around his cock, hard as an iron rod and hot to the touch. Her lips brushed over his head and he let out something between a hiss and a groan, he knew he had said there was plenty of time for that later but all the discipline in the world wouldn’t stop him from wanting to feel her mouth on him at least for a few minutes.
He didn’ have long to linger on the memory of the last time he’d felt ler lips on him because just as the thought passed through his mind he felt her mouth take the head of his cock in, lips and tongue brushing over him and a shudder raced down his spine. As soon as he felt her tongue working over his head he knew he was in trouble of blowing his load in her mouth and although he knew that would be good, it wasn’t what he wanted. So, with considerable effort he grabbed her chin and pulled her lips from his cock, inwardly groaning at the loss of her mouth.
“Said, I wanted to fuck you.” He growled as he reached for her tank top and finally the red satin bra she was wearing, he’d kind of hoped to find something lacey or skimpy but Austin was a practical woman and he didn’t actually think she owned anything like that. Shane hadn’t really considered himself a lingerie type of guy but the thought of taking something pretty like that off of Austin made him think of unwrapping presents. “Lay down.” It wasn’t a command but Austin couldn’t say no even if she wanted to, getting a thrill out of the authoritative tone in his voice. He put one laced boot on the footboard of his bed, pulling quickly to untie it, all the while eyes locked with Austin. He liked that and something about her eyes on him as he finished undressing made his skin flush with heat, he wasn’t really an exhibitionist or anything but there was something erotic about Austin watching him, while laying naked on his bed.
Fuck. Austin Walker was laying naked on his bed after he’d eaten her pussy in his kitchen. More lightning shot to his cock and the throbbing intensified.
With his pants and the last of his uniform shucked to the floor, and the corner of his mouth turned up into a smirk when her eyes went straight to his hard cock and he saw her lick her lips. That sweet, hot, little tongue, she looked hungry and more than anything he wanted to see her face lit up in satisfaction. He crawled on the bed and it dipped slightly under his weight. The distance between them grew smaller and smaller until he nudged her legs open and was directly over her, his necklace hanging limply between them. It was his high school number, the same one he’d seen inked into her skin just slightly above her hip, his thumb stroking the skin there delicately, he sunk his mouth onto hers in a long and slow burning kiss, feeling the tiniest prickles of heat around their joined mouths. “Your daddy know about that tattoo?” He had to know, she gave him a wry smile.
“There’s a lot of things my daddy doesn’t know about.” She raised an eyebrow knowingly.
He chuckled, the thought of Chief Walker's precious daughter, outright keeping secrets of him, some of which he was pretty sure were dirty secrets. “Like a tattoo with my number on your hip? Wonder what he’d say if he knew about that.”
Austin dipped under his neck and sucked hard on his Adam's apple aggressively while rubbing one of her legs against his and raking her long nails up from his abdominals to his nipples, “If he knew half of my secrets he’d never let me out of the house again.”
“What secrets?”
“Like the time my college roommate's power went out and to keep from freezing our asses off we shared a bed and played with each other to keep warm all weekend.” Fuck, he groaned and his body tensed up, whether it was from her hands or her words he couldn’t say but fuck, that was some of the hottest imagry he could have conjured up.
“Fuck, Austin. That's something straight out of a prono.”
“Yeah, it was.” Her Lips moved against his ear and her wet tongue darted out to lick his earlobe. “Never had another woman's mouth on my pussy before but it was so good.” His hips jerked forward as her hand wrapped around his cock giving it a hard and lengthy squeeze, were he less of a man he’d probably have come right there because that was the holy fucking grail of porn in his mind. Girl on girl.
“As good as mine?” Shanes mouth moved down her chest, taking a momentary lull in the conversation to swirl his tongue around one of her pink nipples, her back arched a little bit as he sucked and swirled his tongue. “I’m gonna need you to tell me about that.”
“Right now?” A low ‘mmhmm’ came from Shane after he released one nipple to give the other the same attention, her breath came heavy and the memory flooded into her mind while Shane sucked gently on her breast and his fingers worked the other. She wasn’t really sure what he wanted to hear but the whole scenario was making her wetter just thinking about it. “We were snowed in and had a few drinks, she said she wanted to kiss me and touch me.” A breathy pause as Shane’s mouth moved a little lower to her navel again, tongue flicking out.
“Goddamn Austin. You let another woman lick your pussy?” She didn’t respond not even when he moved to the tattoo tracing the number with his tongue, fuck, even saying it outloud made him want to fuck her. “She as good as me?” Hid mouth moved lower again, he’d said he wanted to fuck her but with what she had told him, suddenly he felt he had something to prove, when Austin didn’t answer he swiped his tongue out up her slit, pulling a heated sigh from her. She was still a bit sensitive from his mouth on her in the kitchen but she’d had enough time to calm down so as this wouldn’t be too much to take. “Austin?” Crap, he expected an answer but thinking was becoming difficult for Austin, her body was on fire and her hands fisted the sheets of the bed. Shanes fingers parted her folds and his thumb stroked her clit slowly, he could see her mouth fall open and her head push back into the pillow as her hips writhed. “Asked you a question.” He wanted to hear her, not to stroke his ego necessarily but because either answer she gave would be hot as hell. Either he ate her out better than a woman or only another woman was better than him and either way it was fine by him.
“Fuck, what?”
“Was her mouth as good as mine?” His lips and tongue returned to her spread pussy and a strangled cry left her mouth.
“Fuck, Shane I don’t know!” His mouth worked her over harder, tongue finding a rhythm swirling around her clit agonizingly slow.
“Pick one.” The cocky sonofabitch. He didn’t care, one of his fingers slipped back inside her tight body and began to seek her out her g-spot again.
“You, Shane. It’s always been you!” Her response was a deep moan and He smirked, not quite done with his line of questioning yet.
“Why me?”
“Goddamnit, Shane! Thought you wanted to fuck me!” Fuck, she was close. She gripped his digits like a vice as he added two more, stroking her with his fingers and tongue, a deep set moan against her pussy ripped a cry from her, he loved seeing her come undone, that wall of cool crumbling again. “because it’s you I want, not her!” And that was all Shane really needed, and it was good enough justification for her, the girl she’d fooled around with Lena was good with her mouth, but it wasn’t Lena between her legs, it was Shane and fucking hell, she was about to come all over again on his fingers and his tongue. “Shane!” With one more long and slow lick from her opening to her clit he sucked a little harder and flicked his tongue back and forth just above her clit and she the tension in her body he’d built up over the last few minutes snapped and shockwaves wracked her, pulsating outward and all she could do was try to hold on. Her cries lessened to whimpers as his mouth slowed and he withdrew his fingers again, dragging them up her hypersensitive folds and into his mouth. He liked the way she tasted and enjoyed watching the way her chest heaved from another orgasm and beads of sweat dampened her body. “Fuck.”
Feeling more than satisfied with himself he crawled up her body dragging his tongue up to her lips and kissed her hard, letting her taste her fresh orgasm, she moaned and dug her nails into his biceps. “That mouth of yours baby.” He drawled on as their lips temporarily parted, she was trembling slightly as she felt his cock meet her freshly licked pussy, “Now I’m gonna fuck you.” With those words he drove forward hard in one thrust. She gripped him perfectly and it was fucking amazing. “Wrap your legs around me.” Austin immediately complied, too turned on to do otherwise, Shane had a thing for long legs and he loved Austins wrapped around him as he began to thrust forward slow at first, not wanting to overwhelm her again so soon, she’d need a few minutes before he worked for a third orgasm from her and he had every intention of doing so.
“Goddamn baby, you’re so fucking tight.”
Shane had done that to her, it would have been good without the two precursor orgasms but hearing and seeing her come like that had made it so much better. Shane braced his hands above her head and met her gaze, eyes hazy but wild with what looked like an almost primal need for sex, for him and he knew he was goign to have to work hard to keep from losing it so soon. He’d wanted to take all night nice and slow with her but her college roommate confession was making that harder than expected.
She’d be aching in the morning but Austin couldn’t find it in her to care, not when after nearly ten years, she had Shane Walsh between her legs, giving her long, leisurely strokes with his cock and his hands kneading her breasts and his mouth hot and heavy on hers. Jesus, that mouth of his. He’d worked her with it perfectly to two shattering orgasms and the things he’d said to her might have been enough to make her come even if he hadn’t been touching her. They didn’t really do dirty talk back then but it was something Austin learned to appreciate and use and she wanted more. She pulled her mouth free of his and she was fairly certain she’d heard him growl, “Gimme that mouth, Austin.”
Austin complied briefly, squeezing him with her inner muscles feeling him tense throughout the kiss with a groan. “I wanna ride you, Shane.” She murmured against Shane’s lips, breaking the kiss while Shane tried to keep it. She ducked her head down and latched onto his Adam's apple and sucked hard, knowing he’d have the mother of all hickeys to explain tomorrow before seizing his ear in teeth. “Let me ride your cock.”
Fuck.
What was it about a woman saying the word ‘cock’ that made his stiffen almost painfully despite the fact that he was buried in her to the hilt? She could feel him lift himself slightly, she took the opportunity to slip away from him and she guided him onto his back and straddled him, letting him feel the heat and slickness of her pussy for a few agonizing seconds before sliding down slowly onto him. He moaned and reached for her thighs gripping them tightly as his head rolled against the pillow. He didn’t often let women be on top, he was an alpha guy like that and more often than not women, in his opinion, didn't know what to do or what men liked. That was not the problem with Austin, she rocked her hips forward slowly and let out a low moan of her own as her hands slipped over his hands and removed them placing them at his sides.
“No touching.” She instructed, Shanes eyes narrowed.
“Why the fuck not?” He grunted as she rocked forward again. A smile that he’d never really seen before grazed her lips and she leaned forward to kiss him slowly, working her tongue into his mouth.
“So, you can enjoy the show.” His narrowed gaze widened with her implication. She paused before saying one more thing. “Tell me what you want to see.” He blinked a few times but he didn’t stay quiet for long.
“Baby, I wanna see you bounce up and down on my cock.” Austin smirked before slowing the rocking of her hips then raising herself up just enough so that he was just at her entrance before slamming down hard and repeating the action albeit a little slower than Shane would like, although his eyes still rolled into the back of his head. He enjoyed the feeling for a few minutes before opening his eyes and deciding her game was worth playing even though he wanted to pound into her like crazy. “Touch yourself baby.”
“Where?” His gaze went straight to her hands which began to lazily trail up her legs then her sides up to her breasts.
“Play with those tits for me.” She rolled her head from side to side and sure enough her fingertips ghosted over her nipples, thumbs brushing over the hard peaks. “Fuck.” She closed her eyes and lost herself in the sensation, Austin had incredibly responsive breasts and Shane had once brought her to the verge just by sucking on them. She continued to bounce on his cock moving in time with how she toyed with her breasts, and the part he loved best what that she wasn’t trying to do what he wanted to see, although she was absolutely killing it She was doing what felt good to her and that was hot as fuck, at one point her bouncing slowed almost to a halt and she seemed ot have forgotten what she was doing until buck of Shanes hips pulled her back to the present.
Shane was looking up at her, hands gripping the sheets because if they didn’t they’d be all over her, dark brown eyes even darker with lust and some turmoil, wrestling for control. Biting the bottom on your lip was a cliche and Austin thought it was stupid but for some reason guys seemed to like it so she did, that full soft lip caught between her teeth, she could hear his breathing hitch and quicken as his hips thrust up to meet hers a little quicker. He saw goosebumps riddle her skin. Jesus fuck. His eyes darted from her lips, and he made a move to pull her back down onto his chest, somewhat breaking her rule but he had to make sure she heard the need in his voice, “Play with your pussy baby, I wanna feel you come, hot on my dick.” He kissed her once and released her, hoping she would resume and to his relief she did. Those delicate hands of hers stroked down her body till they came to rest at her lips, her fingers stroked for a moment before slipping past, finding her clit and slowly working again. Three orgasms was more than she usually got from a man and she’d certainly never fingered herself to orgasm in front of a man but it was kind of hot, Shane’s mouth had been amazing but Austin knew better what would get her there faster and despite a little residual tenderness from the almost overstimulation.
Shane could probably have died a happy man right then and there but death wasn’t on the table, Austin was. Figuratively anyway, she had been on his kitchen island and that view had been a good one, this one was even better. Her hips kept rocking, albeit a little bit slower and with every stroke of her fingers, she gripped his dick tighter and tighter. Every so often her lips would part and tremble with pleasure as any sounds working their way died out, not enough energy to propel them forward. Not touching her was positively killing him and although his hands had left her body he didn’t have much restraint left. He wanted to throw her into the mattress and pound into her like she was the last lay he’d ever get, lord knew if her daddy found out what they were doing it very well could be.
Kitten-like mews were coming from her as she brought herself closer and closer to orgasm when the realization hit him that one, he didn’t have a condom and two if she went, so would he. As much as it pained him, he needed to get ahold of himself and temporarily put a stop to this. He grabbed her hands and forced her to stop, snapping her out of the trance she was in.
“Wha-?” Before she could finish the thought he’d flipped them hard into the bed and pulled out of her, then he reached for the nightstand drawer. The sound of a wrapper tearing clued Austin in as to what was happening, she continued reaching between her legs while he wrestled with the condom, glancing back and forth between his dick and Austin, her eyes half shut again as the fingers on one hand worked her clit and the other hand lightly pinched her nipple. Fuck.
A split second later he was back on top of her, his mouth melded to hers, he found himself muttering into her mouth when he kissed her. “Fuck, goddamn hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” She sealed their lips again and groaned when she felt his fingers take over pinching and rolling her nipple, brushing her own hand aside, allowing her hands to thread themselves through his hair instead. A deep rumble reverberated through his chest when he felt Austin’s grind her hips into his, eager to pick up where they left off moments earlier. He settled her back into the pillow watching her eyes slowly shut as he pushed forward at a criminally slow pace. When she opened them again, she gave him a look that was pure sex. Her auburn hair fanned out over his pillow, eyes hazy and dark with lust.
Damn, this woman. Without warning he gave in and thrust forward relishing in the heat, but still determined to make this last, his thrusts were slower and deliberate. The wince of satisfaction and the arch in her back as he drove slowly, fuck, he didn’t bother stifling his groan. He loved this Austin Walker. This woman that he was fairly certain only he knew. The one who craved being touched and wasn’t shy about telling or even showing you what she wanted. Shane was lost for a moment in this realization as he looked down at Austin positively writhing underneath him. It hadn’t been like this when they were eighteen. What changed? It wasn’t until he felt her fingers on the back of his neck stroking his skin that he realized she was looking back up at him after coming back down from the initial rush. “Shane?”
Shane gave her that same look, the one that was a cross between a smile and a smirk one that had no doubt made many women swoon. One that honestly had worked on her too, he didn’t say anything, just let the silence permeate the room before thrusting forward at a slow enough pace that he could savor the way her eyes rolled back and fluttered shut.
Almost ten years had passed from the time they were teenagers on the cusp of adulthood laying in the bed of Shane’s pick up with a sleeping bag and Shane’s letter jacket as blankets. Nearly ten years of life and experiences, relationships, jobs and the noise of day to day life. But here now, like when they were eighteen, it was quiet. No noise from the world beyond heated breath and murmurs. The thought of how good she felt wrapped around him and how familiar she was made his heart hammer in his chest and he had to kiss her again. He hadn’t meant to lose himself in how good she felt, but she tugged on his hair pulling his head back, then her mouth latched onto his neck sucking and licking his throat. A groan ripped from his throat and he fought the lightning eating away at him. He was a hair trigger from coming harder than he ever had before, god she was good for him. He hadn’t wanted to make sex last this long in a long time. He stilled and pulled her arms above her head, slipping out of her to catch his breath. Before Austin could utter a protest his mouth latched onto one of her pebbled nipples and he sucked hard, swirling his tongue around occasionally nipping the bud with his teeth. The sounds Austin made were purely feral at this point, she writhed against him desperate for more contact. Shane was perfectly fine with indulging her though not quite the way she wanted. It was easy to take both her hands in one of his and the hand to spare he touched and stroked his way down her body ghosting over her other ripple before he switched to the other. Those clever fingers of his kept making their way further south till they reached between her legs, featherlight touches saw the writhing ease a bit when his thumb stroked her clit. Her hips bucked as she ground herself against his hand shamelessly.
“Open those eyes baby, wanna see you.”
She did with immense effort, Shane chose that moment to thrust forward once more filling her again while his thumb continued to stroke.
“Shane, quit playing with me and fuck me.”
He had plans to do more but by this point he was desperate to come and his resolve had faded although as he had said, it was going to be an all nighter. Fuck it. “I want one more from you, Austin.” Was all he said before he pulled out and picked her up, tossing her onto her stomach. A little disoriented from the spin, his cock thrusting from behind hit her deep and she couldn’t contain the cry that tumbled past her lips. Then his hand returned between her legs and he started thrusting again.
“Fuck. Shane, I can’t!” Shane was becoming more intense, he was close. Both his hand and his cock trying to steal one more orgasm from her before he too gave in.
His lips against her ear suggested otherwise, “Yes you can baby, and I want it.” Her eyes closed in ecstasy as Shane bottomed out again and again, her body winding tighter and tighter around him like a spring reaching its limit. “Let go baby. I wanna feel you come on my dick.”
His voice. His hands. His cock. His heat. His body covering hers. All of it was too much. And he pushed her off that cliff he’d been teetering on all night. Tremors ripped through her and her breath came shallow and fast accompanied by a sharp cry as her orgasm overtook her. Behind her Shane drove home hard and fast quickly catching up, his hand stilled and instead he gripped her hips pounding harder and harder until a final bolt of lightning shot through him and every inch of him throbbed in time. Shane growled before slumping forward bracing on his forearms gently crushing Austin into the mattress. Not so much as to be uncomfortable but enough that she was pinned between his bed and his body, trying to catch her breath.
He could feel her shaking beneath him, he suddenly remembered her bruises and aches and something akin to panic shot through him. “Shit. You alright?”
Her heavy breathing evened out and after a minute of silence he heard a muffled ‘mmhmm’ from the mattress.
“Words baby. Did I hurt you?” He lifted himself off her and rolled over to his side. “Austin?” He worried he’s pushed her too far.
She turned her head to face him, a deeply contented look on her face, cheeks flushed and a hint of a smirk. “I’m fine.” She replied in her usual Georgia drawl. Shane breathed a sigh of relief, “Just don’t make me get up anytime soon.” Shane chuckled and smiled a broad smile.
“Legs ain’t working right?” Austin chuckled softly, slapping him on the ass. The bed dipped as Shane got up and walked to the attached bathroom. It dipped again as he returned a few minutes later, Austin hadn’t moved until a solid arm wrapped around her waist pulling her against Shane’s naked body and a sheet was pulled up over her. “Ain’t gonna make you move baby. Might wake you up in a few hours though.”
“Promise?” Austin draped her leg over his and the familiar scent of oranges filled the air. Shane’s arm wrapped around keeping her tightly against him but she didn’t seem to mind. And for the first time in a long time, neither did Shane. He’d let her sleep a few hours before waking her up, just as he’d said, it was going to be an all nighter and Shane Walsh was a man of his word. Austin Walker was in his bed after nearly ten years, and as the fog of sleep began to envelop him a thought he hadn’t expected went to sleep with him. He wanted her.
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Well, I think it can be assured that I am simply incapable of a short on shot. Meh, whatevs, that was fun. Hope you guys liked this one, I’m honestly considering writing more on this particular story, maybe making it into a two shot and maybe going into how they got together the first time. Hope you guys liked my OC Austin, let me know if you’d like to read more. I feel like I've been writing this thing forever so I’m glad it’s finally done. Finishing a story would be an achievement if ten more weren’t already living rent free in my head. I might also write an apocalypse one shot but give me your feedback and let me know if that is something you guys would like to read. Take care my lovelies.
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