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A woman's worth.	By : SpikesSlayer08 Category: S through Z > The Walking Dead Views: 4517 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Huge thanks to Jaded79 for beta-ing this chapter for me. So let me know what you think, any good????
Chapter 12
Taking me gently.
After getting herself straightened up, she headed back into the kitchen to see Lori who was there now alone. Taking a breath, she moved into the kitchen smiling shyly at the other woman as she moved to continue her work.
“Everything alright?” Carol looked up at Lori’s question.
“Of course, why?”
“Well you were gone a little while and Sophia said she heard you scream, something about kicking your toe,” Lori couldn’t help but smirk.
“Oh yeah, Daryl’s always leaving his stuff lying around,” Carol replied trying to sound flip but she could feel her cheeks burning with embarrassment.
“Ah huh,” Lori laughed softly before returning to her task at hand.
“Where is Sophia?”
“Oh Hershel came by and asked her and Carl if they wanted to help him and Beth in the garden, I said it was fine, hope that’s alright.”
“Of course,” Carol smiled before turning back to finish preparing lunch.
She couldn’t focus, she wanted to ask Lori if Sophia could have a sleep over so Daryl and she could have a night alone but she didn’t know how to bring the subject up. She had always been a very private and reserved person… well Ed had made her that way, she was at one time open and outgoing. Deciding that spending the night with your man was nothing to be embarrassed about, she turned to face Lori.
“Um Lori…” Lori turned to face her. “I was wondering… well the thing is…,” she stammered and Lori couldn’t help but smile. She knew what Carol was going to ask and as much fun as she was having watching Carol nervously stumble over her own words, Lori figured she would put her out of her misery.
“Oh by the way Carl wanted to know if Sophia could have a sleep over tonight, I think they are feeling overcrowded with having to be escorted everywhere so we are going to corner off a section of the room with a sheet for them if that’s alright?” Lori spoke casually turning to finish her task needing to hide the smirk that was forming.
“Oh that would be great…. I mean for the kids.” Carol was cheering inwardly, excited about spending her first night alone with Daryl.
That night Carol sat with Lori and the kids eating dinner. Daryl and Rick were on watch and just like most times when Daryl wasn’t around, Jerry sat one table over watching her intensely. She knew she should say something to Daryl but she honestly didn’t want to cause any problems and so far all he did was stare; he hadn’t approached her since that first night in the kitchen.
“You alright Carol?” Lori asked looking at her.
“Yeah fine,” she spoke softly looking down. Lori looked around realising what was making Carol feel uncomfortable and she could understand. Rick had warned her about Jerry and his past.
“Something we can help you with Jerry?” Lori asked turning to look at him. Carol looked up surprised at Lori putting him on the stop.
“Well dinners a little bland to be honest,” he sneered.
“You don’t like it, then next time you can make your own, how about that?” Lori snapped back at him but before he could reply to her, a guard near him leaned over and slapped him hard upside the head.
“Shut your trap boy!,” he hissed before looking up at Lori and Carol. “Dinner is beautiful ladies, pay no mind to him, we are grateful for you taking the time to cook it aren’t we?” He spat looking at Jerry.
“Yes Sir,” Jerry mumbled looking down at his plate.
“Thank you Thomas,” Lori smiled at the guard before turning back to her meal.
“Keep your eyes on your meal and nothing else Jerry,” Thomas warned him. Carol smiled trying not to giggle.
“You’re terrible,” she laughed softly at Lori.
“Oh please, he deserved it.” Lori smiled laughing softly herself. Once they finished eating, Carol cleared everyone’s plates and moved into the kitchen to start cleaning up when Lori and Maggie came in.
“Carol why don’t you call it a night, Daryl will finish his watch soon and we can handle this really,” Lori smiled at her.
“Are you sure?,” she asked drying her hands on the tea towel.
“Of course, get out of here,” Maggie ordered her; she nodded heading for the door.
“Have a good night,” Lori giggled but Carol just smiled and headed for their room to get ready.
Daryl was finally finished with his watch. He had been on watch since lunch time and while it had been mostly uneventful, he found it so boring he almost craved something exciting to happen. But he knew with excitement something bad usually followed, so he was happy enough with boring.
Reaching the room, he smiled seeing the light inside it on, knowing Carol must be there already. What he would give for them to have a night alone together. Not that he didn’t like Sophia; hell, he loved her, she was like his own daughter now but he craved some time alone with her mother.
Walking into the room, he shut and locked the door behind him turning and stopping dead in his tracks. He saw Carol sitting on the edge of their bed one leg dangling over the edge and the other sitting up slightly on a small stool that sat next to their bed. She wore only his leather angel wing vest, one of the few times he hadn’t put it on and he was thankfully he hadn’t.
“Honey, you’re home,” she smiled coyly, standing from her place on the bed she moved towards him, her hips swaying seductively, the vest barely covering her bare lower half and the vest unbuttoned showing off just the slightest part of her two firm mounds.
“Where’s Sophia?” he asked looking around. She pressed up against him, taking his bow she put it onto the floor before placing her hands flat on his chest looking up at him seductively.
“She is having a sleep over with Carl,” she smiled before continuing. “Looks like it’s just you and me.” He smirked down at her loving the saucy tone of her voice and the mischievous glint in her eyes.
“Looks like,” he whispered huskily, leaning down and kissing her softly but passionately. Running his hands down her back he gripped her bare behind and lifted her eagerly. She wrapped her legs around him eagerly, as he moved towards the bed they never broke their kiss.
Carol moaned at the feel of his hands on her body, everywhere he touched sent shivers in their wake; she was trying to ooze experience and confidence when really her heart was pounding in her ears. She had only been with a few men in her life but no one in over a year and she was as nervous as hell, but she refused to let it show, to be submissive, she wanted control.
When they got to the bed, he let her slide down to stand on her feet again. Carol let out a gasp as he kissed his way down her throat. She moved fast, pulling his shirt up and over his head tossing it to the ground turning him and pushing him back onto the bed, grinning as he gazed hungrily up at her stunned by her actions. She couldn’t help but smile at the surprised expression on his face. She didn’t waste a second before sliding her way up his body, coming to a stop when she sat astride him.
They both moaned at the feel of his hardened member pressing eagerly against her naked sex. Daryl couldn’t wait any longer pushing his vest off her shoulders and tossing it to the floor with his own shirt. His eyes darkened as he gazed up at her, she couldn’t stop the red hot burn that flushed her cheeks.
She was a goddess, so beautiful, sweet, sexy and seductive. Daryl wanted to take her right then and there. She sat on top of him, straddling his waist and rubbing against him in all the right ways. With every movement she made, every breath she took, her chest bare and begging him to touch her two perfect mounds.
Daryl sat up and took one hardened nipple into his hot mouth, making sure it was properly seen too before doing the same to the other. Carol moaned in delight, threading her hand through his hair, pulling him closer. She didn’t know what had overcome her when she pushed him back onto the bed; she’d never been so forceful with a guy before. She loved it, she decided with a grin. She loved the power, the look of shock and pleasure on his face, the fact that she was finally in control.
She left a trail of hot and wet kisses down his chest until she reached her destination. Her hands shakily undid his jeans and pulled them down, stopping briefly to untie his boots before stripping him of the rest of his clothing. Carol let out a groan at the sight of his now naked form; she had never seen anything so perfect in all her life. His chest was hard and rippled; his body lean and long and his cock was… “Oh my God!” He was huge, hard and begging for attention, she felt herself blush again.
She was moments from taking him into her mouth when he flipped them. She felt his hand move south and let out a gasp as he brushed over her pussy and across her sensitive clit making her hips jump. She couldn’t wait, no time for foreplay. She simply needed to feel him with her, in her, all around her, consuming her. They had come so close to death in the last week, to losing each other forever and the thought almost brought tears to her eyes.
Positioning himself on his knees in between her legs, she could feel the tip of his erection waiting for permission to enter. Wrapping her legs firmly around his waist she moved her hips forward slightly as a silent answer. Daryl groaned as a wave of pleasure shot through him at the feel of her wet lips moving across his cock and slowly he slid his hardness into her.
Daryl looked down at her, groaning at his own pleasure as he saw her gasp. Carol could feel her core being filled by him, being stretched from him. She arched her back as he filled her, the sensation pure ecstasy. He stopped momentarily giving them both time to adjust to each other.
Carol had never felt so complete. They fitted perfectly together and she moaned once again when she felt him start to move inside her. With slow, long strokes he massaged her inner walls causing her to whimper. Daryl leaned forward kissing her lips, groaning in pleasure. He never knew it could feel this good, this right.
Taut muscled abs against firm stomach, naked flesh against naked flesh. Daryl groaned at the sensation. This was incredible. So hot, so tight, so wet. He felt like he was going into cardiac arrest or something, it had never been this good, this intense. Carol’s legs were still wrapped around him but she let them fall to her side and flipped them so he was now on his back, sitting up she started to ride him.
Daryl knew he wasn't going to last much longer, she felt too incredible; he was doing all he could to ignore how wonderful she felt. The way her muscles were fluttering around him. Her moaning every time he plunged up into her and the way her fingers lightly rubbed up and down his chest, how she dug her nails into his chest every time he plunged into her harder and deeper, the way she looked like a sexual goddess riding him, her head thrown back in ecstasy, eyes squeezed tightly shut as she raised her hips up and down onto his hardened member. The way she moved her hips up and down on him, embedding his hardness deeper into her hot core causing his eyes to roll back into his head.
"Daryl...," Carol moaned, leaning her forehead down against his. They stared into each other’s eyes; she had never had a single experience quite like this. So sensual, so intense it made her want to cry, run, moan and make love to him all at once. His hand moved up cupping her cheek, she tried to choke back her cries, the moment so powerful.
"Oh god Carol you feel so bloody good," Daryl muttered, still looking into her eyes. Carol moaned at his words as she sat back up, throwing her head back once again but Daryl took this opportunity to flip them once again. He lifted her legs to rest against his chest as he increased his pace, his hardness pressing deep inside her core, she could feel her orgasm nearing.
“Oh god harder… faster, please Daryl,” her voice begging and not embarrassed, she had never before been open about what she wanted sexually but being with Daryl was freeing.
She was so close. His voice was hot against her skin, whispering nothings in her ear, the feel of him pounding into her heat, slipping in and out of her sent her walls fluttering. Feeling her beneath him, Daryl quickened his pace, growling when her hands cupped his bottom and pulled him in harder and faster. She was spiralling completely out of control. Carol felt herself let go, her walls squeezing his cock like a vice grip as she wailed in release. He was panting, letting out a groan when she scraped her nails down his back, his hips thrusting hard and fast against hers.
“Daryl,” she moaned in her release. He thrust into her a few more times before he found his own release, groaning as he spilled his seed into her welcoming body.

“Carol,” Daryl moaned, leaving hot open-mouthed kisses along her neck and collar bone as he came down from his high. Slipping from her heat, she almost whimpered at the loss.
He rolled them onto their sides and pulled the blanket up to cover them, sliding an arm around her small waist and pulling her close. Daryl took a deep breath, inhaling her scent, enjoying the feel of having her in his arms.
“I love you,” she whispered softly, so soft he only just heard her. Turning her to face him, he looked at her stunned. “I don’t expect you to say it back, I just wanted you to know,” she smiled shyly.
“I love you too woman,” he replied cupping her cheek and kissing her softly. “Now get some sleep.” She smiled, her heart beaming with joy, he loved her too; she had never heard anything sweeter than his admission of love. Sighing into his chest, she let sleep overtake her as she slept deep and peacefully for the first time in a long time.
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A woman's worth.