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Salvation	By : madnad Category: S through Z > The Walking Dead Views: 8392 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Lilith looked up at the man she loved. She wanted him so badly. She stared longingly at his proud member, upright and saluting her, a glistening bead of cum on its tip. Never taking her eyes off him she lifted her tank over her head and lay back on the mattress, her breasts now bare. Daryl stood over her, and she shivered in anticipation as his eyes burned trails over her skin.
Wordlessly, he removed his shirt and knelt between her legs. Leaning forward, he lay on top of her, crushing his mouth hard against hers. The skin against skin contact was electric. The few hairs on his chest tickled her already sensitive nipples. His body gently crushed her, as he supported his weight on his elbows. As they kissed, she gently stroked up his beautifully defined arms and down the V of his back to his narrow waist.
She could feel his hardness pressing against her, and she raised one knee so that he could get closer. As he kissed her, he shifted his weight to one arm and his knees so that he could caress her bosom. As the rough skin of his calloused hands grazed her sensitive peaks, she whimpered. She needed oxygen and pulled out of the kiss. She could barely stand the pleasure, and felt light-headed and giddy.
His lips freed, Daryl pounced on her breast, and suckled a nipple with the same urgency he had done moments ago with her mouth. She closed her eyes, savouring the sweet sensation as his tongue and teeth toyed with the stiffened bud.
He almost growled when she pushed him off, but he seemed to realise that it was so she could get to the fastening of her jeans. Once he noticed what she was doing, he quickly finished removing his own clothes, kicking of his shoes into a corner with a thud.

He looked down at the vision before him. The soft light that shone from the small lamp gave her smooth alabaster skin an almost ethereal quality. Her arms were darker, being exposed to more of the sun, and faded from bronze to cream at the shoulders. She opened her arms, inviting him into her embrace. But he knew it was more than that, she was inviting him into her heart, her very soul.
He dropped to his knees between her legs. He grabbed her hips and pulled her roughly towards him. Her arms reached up, clawing at his bronzed neck and shoulders trying to pull him down into a kiss, but he resisted. He fumbled at the base of his erection, positioning the tip at her entrance. The heat and moisture he felt against his crown caused him to groan. He moved the tip up and down the outer lips, gently parting them. Lilith arched her back and sighed with pleasure. Spurred on, he released his shaft and placing his hand back on the side of her hip, he pushed the mushroom head into her cunt.
He grunted and fell forward, and in one smooth motion, forced his entire length into her moist depths. He buried his face into her neck and breathed her in. She smelled like heaven, a warm mixture of her sweat and musk.
"God, yes!" she cried loudly in his ear, as she raised her legs to wrap around his hips.
His whole body quivered as the millions of nerve endings at the tip of his glans rubbed the soft velvety walls of her cunt. Now he kissed her. Now he crushed her lips. She was his, and a strong feeling of possessiveness took over him. With a brutal ferocity, an animalistic drive, he rammed his hips into her spread legs accompanied by the fleshy slap of their thighs. There was no romance here, they were animals rutting in the darkness. It was a fast and furious fuck, born of desperation and need, and it died in relief and satisfaction.
Exquisite pleasure washed through him as the tension eased from his body. It swept over him, through him, making his head spin so much he almost wept from the force of it. Even through the fog of his own euphoria, he heard Lilith cry and shudder beneath him, the grip of her molten core tightening so much he feared he would never be free again.
The spicy scent of their sex filled the small room. Daryl slumped over Lilith, his breath hot against her neck. Almost reluctantly, he lifted himself off her and flopped to the side, leaving one arm draped across her belly. He finally looked in her eyes, dreading to see the disappointment he expected. He smiled a little in surprise when he saw softness and affection. She smiled at him, his pulse which had almost returned to normal quickened once more.
He held her gaze for a long time, every second expecting it to become uncomfortable and look away, but he found he couldn't. He was terrified of missing a second's worth of opportunity to look at her like this. She had placed her right arm under her head to support it as she stared at him. It caused her right breast to rise up, beckoning him to taste it. His eyes travelled down her body, over her flat stomach, the slight mound of her pubis. Her legs were still slightly splayed and he could see his seed spilling out of her, marking her as his possession.
He wanted to speak, to tell her how happy he was, how full his heart was, how petrified he was of losing her now, but he said none of those things. Instead, he stared at a dark tendril of her hair that had escaped the bonds of her ponytail, and curled against her cheek.
Daryl felt drunk, his head spun as he struggled to cope with the flood of emotion he felt. He had spent the majority of his life holding his emotions back, keeping his inner feelings hidden. How had this woman gotten so close? Part of him felt free, finally unburdened, yet his inner demons screamed their claustrophobia, and demanded he ran.

Eventually, Lilith propped herself up on an elbow, and kissed him softly. She brushed his cheek with her lips and murmured tenderly, "Thank you," so close to his ear that it caused him to shiver.
He laughed sheepishly. "I'm sorry that was so… "
"Furious?" she offered when he paused.
He snorted. "I was going to say brief, but okay, furious."
Lilith's eyes drifted down his chest, and her fingers toyed with the small amount of chest hair.
"Brevity and fury were exactly what I needed. It was wonderful, and perfect." She could still feel the warmth in her cunny and her need to be close to him again was overwhelming. She pressed herself against him, her lips barely touching his. "We can take our time next time," she said, her voice deep and husky.
Her comment seemed to surprise him as briefly one of his eyebrows had risen. He didn’t reply, but instead he reached up one hand and he pushed some runaway hair behind her ear, before closing the gap and tasting her honey-sweet lips again. As she melted into the kiss, she marvelled how that action had been uncharacteristically affectionate.
She pulled away from their kiss with a slight giggle.
"What?" he asked, looking puzzled.
"Nothing, nothing! I'm just being silly," she smiled. She could see that he was started to look wary, so rather than lose the progress she was making with him, she felt it was better to just admit her foolishness.
"Don't laugh, but I have a song running through my head every time I kiss you."
He looked visibly relieved. "What is it?" he asked. "Is it 'Wild Thing'?"
His joke caught her unawares and she laughed loudly. "No, you dork. It’s a song called I Want Candy."
He looked back blankly, no recognition on his face.
"By Bow Wow Wow?" she pressed.
He shook his head, and she groaned in frustration, then sang the first verse to him.
"I know a guy who's tough but sweet, he's so fine he can't be beat, he's got everything I desire, sets the summer sun on fire."
She moved to straddle his hips, feeling his flaccid member stir as she brushed it with her pussy lips.
"I want candy," she continued singing, kissing his confused face. His lips were so soft and sensual and she opened her mouth gently to caress his tongue with her own. "I want candy," she continued the refrain as she kissed his chest. "I want candy." Her lips grazed across his abs, causing him to flinch a little. "I want candy."
The song finished, she knelt before the altar of his manhood, and proceeded to worship his cock like an idol.
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