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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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Chapter 22
Losing myself in your arms.
The next day Carol asked Lori if Sophia could spend the night. Lori had looked at her cautiously as the last time Carol asked to have a night alone with Daryl she had tried and almost succeed in killing herself.
Carol could understand her concerns and said she was happy for her to ask Daryl and Lori had, moving across the dining area and asking him if that was the real story and Carol had to try and silence her laughs as she saw Daryl’s face go bright red with embarrassment. Otherwise, Lori had been more than happy to take Sophia; she hugged Carol close whispering how she was so glad to have her friend back. Carol had to admit she was glad to be back.
That night she had been waiting for him when he came out of the shower, she sat on the edge of their bed in a silk black nightie. He had looked at her smiling unsure what his next movement should be so she stood from her spot on the bed and went to him.
“Don’t be afraid” she whispered a playful tone in her voice “I promise to be gentle” she smiled up at him wickedly, standing on her tippy toes she pressed her lips against him softly, feather light, not moving to deepen it she wanted him to take control, to not be afraid to touch her, she had pushed him away so much over the past few weeks and now she just wanted him to feel confident and comfortable with her again.
He moved to deepen the kiss running his tongue across her lips and begging entrance which she granted, she moaned when she felt his tongue brush across hers. Being careful he undressed her, Daryl wrapped his arms around her before slowly walked backwards towards the general direction of the bed.
Their kisses became more intense but not needy. What felt like eternity, Daryl felt his legs bump against the mattress. Carol let her hands roam over his almost completely naked body, caressing his perfectly sculpted chest. She felt him shudder under her soft touch and Carol couldn't help but smile, a rush of feminine pride coursing through her glad she still had such an effect on him.
Looking into her eyes he could still see her hesitation. He cupped her face with one hand and let his lips softly touch hers. More than anything he wanted her to know she was safe with him. He moved his other hand through her hair and then slowly down her back. Carol felt herself let out a small moan before Daryl kissed her again, letting his hand on her face slip down to her breast, kneading it softly. Laying her down onto the bed, he tugged his towel lose and quickly laid on his side beside her.
“There ain’t no rush, we can wait if you’re not ready” he wanted to reassure her, he didn’t want her to feel pressured “I’ll wait for you for ever”
“I’m ready, I’m sure” she replied smiling at him softly before leaning into him and kissing him again. He kissed her lips, check, and neck and down the column of her throat, running his hand down between the valley of her soft breast.
“You’re so beautiful” he whispered huskily, Carol felt herself shudder at his words.
She could feel his hard cock on her thigh. It had never been like this before, they had always been full of fire and passion but after being apart for so long it was different. It never in all her life had it ever been so physically intense, the sensations, the burning, the heat. This was totally different, more different than anything they had ever experienced. As for Daryl this real, messy, hot, stupid, ridiculous need, made him want to beg, laugh and just take Carol all at once.
Carol gazed up at him, eyes smoky with desire he could see that she was flushed with her pupils dilated and her chest was heaving in anticipation.
Moving upwards to face her, Daryl gently ran his fingers to caress her cheek before slowly running them down her naked body. Carol felt the soft feathery touch roll around her breasts as she sucked in a breath and closed her eyes. She felt Daryl's hand move down to her navel, making unplanned patterns on her stomach. She opened her eyes and gazed at him. His eyes were full of heat and lust for her, everything she felt for him and more. Her body ached for him and every touch felt so right. Slowly Daryl moved his hand towards her core running his fingers down into her heat.
"Oh Daryl." She moaned as his finger ever so slightly grazing her nub. Daryl took one of her heaving breasts into his hot mouth, nibbling and sucking on it gently as he let his hand still roam along the outside of her folds.
Carol felt like she was on fire, the multiple sensations almost too much to bear. Unwillingly, Daryl moved his attention to her other breast, the cool breeze from his movement on the now hardened wet nipple sent a delightful shiver though Carol's core.
Daryl gave the other breast the same treatment as the first, first nibbling on the tender nipple before sucking on it, making it hard. Satisfied, Daryl went to move down her body but her words stopped him
“Please Daryl, no more playing I need you now” her voice heavy and needy he couldn’t help the smirk that formed as he moved to settle between her thighs, there would be time to play later right now they just desperately needed to connect.
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, it had been too long since he had been with her like this. The feel of her wet centre rubbing against him made his knob bounce in response as he slowly 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 ached her back up as he filled her, the sensation pure ecstasy.
Daryl stopped momentarily giving them both time to adjust to each other. Carol hadn’t felt so complete in so long. 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 coursing her to whimper. Daryl lent forward kissing her lips, groaning in pleasure. It felt so good to be back in side of her, so right, just like coming home.
They were in no rush for the night to end. His hands where soft on her skin and he slipped in and out of her heat at an agonising slow pace but he refused to go any faster , He had tried to be gentle with but when she flipped them so she was now on top, he couldn't help but smile at her forcefulness. He moaned at the feel of her riding him, slamming her hips down onto his as he thrust up into her. It was clear at that point that slow was not what Carol had in mind
Sitting up so they were now face to face, Daryl continued to meet her thrust for thrust, blue eyes meeting even blue ones. Carol felt trapped in his gaze as he thrust forcefully into her. Carol felt that familiar burn start to build in the pit of her stomach. Digging her nails into his shoulders, he moaned in pleasure. She was so perfect, so tight and wet for him. He loved being with her, in her again, it had been so long but it was like they were never apart as they fell into perfect sync together.
He could feel his climax nearing as he leaned his forehead against hers opening his eyes to look at her. She had her eyes squeezed closed, a look of pure pleasure across her soft features but he needed to see them while she came
"Open your eyes," he whispered. Looking into her now open globes, he smiled. "Want to be looking you in the eyes while you cum," he whispered huskily, sending a bolt of sparks straight down her body and to her clit at his heated words.
"God Daryl," she moaned feeling her walls starting to flutter around him. He picked up the pace, thrusting up into her harder and faster, feeling his own orgasm building.
"I missed you, missed your smile, your touch, making love to you… I love you," he moaned looking her in the eyes; tears fell from her eyes as he moved to wipe them. His words sent her spiralling out of control, inner walls clamping around him as she moaned his name in release.
“Oh Daryl, I love you too” she wailed unafraid if anyone heard her. Her climax sent him quickly into his own. He groaned spilling his seed inside of her.
They had reached release together, grasping at each other like their lives depending on it, panting for breath, covered in a fine layer of sweat. He figured she would want to go to sleep but as he went to move off her, she flipped them, smiling down at him wickedly before crawling down his body. They made love for most of the night only tiring just before sun up and falling asleep a tangled mess of arms and legs with content smiles on their faces.
Daryl woke first, he wasn’t sure what time it was but he knew by the warmth in the room that the sun had been up for a while. Slipping from her loving arms he stood putting his pants on, that is when he saw it sitting in the small waste basket. He remembered tossing it in there when Carol had broken up with him and he couldn’t believe he had forgotten to get it back out.
Moving over to it, he bent down picking it up and opening the box to look at the ring inside. No matter how much he tried he still felt guilt about that day and a part of him still felt like her being taken was his fault. He had never told her and she had never asked, she just assumed he was grabbing medical supplies when she was attacked but that hadn’t been totally true.
“Daryl,” her voice was soft and he sighed closing the box and turning to face her. She was sitting up in the bed, the sheet clutched to her still naked chest, she was smiling at him so sweetly, so much love and trust in her eyes and he knew he had to tell her the truth about that day. “Are you alright?” she asked him sounding concerned.
“The day you were taken, I know I was meant to be getting medical supplies with Rick but the truth is we… we had finished that and were doing something else,” he whispered looking down.
“Okay,” she replied sounding confused as she wrapped the sheet around her body and swung her legs over the bed. “So where were you?”
“Getting you this,” he replied handing her the small box. She looked between him and the box confused before opening it, she gasped at the stunning engagement ring that sat inside.
“Daryl it’s beautiful.”
“I asked Rick to help me pick out a ring so I could propose to you, if I hadn’t we could have been out at the car when the Governor pulled up and you never would have been taken.”
“You don’t know that,” she replied but she could see the guilt all over his face, the guilt he had clearly been carrying for a while but she had been so caught up in her own pain she had failed to notice it. Standing from the bed still clutching the box and sheet, she stood before him. “You keep telling me what happened wasn’t my fault, even though if I had listened and stayed here it never would have happened… what makes you think it’s okay for you to try and carry the blame just because you took a few minutes to do something amazing like getting me a ring to propose?”
“I would have been out there sooner, you might never have come out of the shop, stayed hidden…,” he rambles but she cuts him off cupping his cheeks and making him look at her.
“Hey, it is not your fault, whether or not you got out there first, I still would have gone out because I had my head buried in that bag looking at all the shoes I got and even if I had noticed them there I would have gone out because I love you and would have wanted to protect you,” she explained. “I don’t blame you and I don’t blame myself anymore either… sometimes bad things just happen to good people but it’s what we do afterwards that matters,” she whispered placing the box into his hands.
He looked at her and smiled softly, he had been blaming himself for a long time and he worried that when she knew the truth she would hate him; but all he saw in her eyes was her love for him and her undying trust. Moving forward he cupped her cheek and kissed her softly before dropping to one knee and she couldn’t stop the bright smile that light up her face.
“Carol you are the most amazing woman I have ever known and I love you more than I ever thought I could love anyone. We’ve been through hell together… literally.” She couldn’t help but giggle. “But even though we have been tested and pushed to the edge we always found our way back to each other… I have seen the best and the worst of you just like you have with me but I know without a doubt that you’re the one, you’re a hell of a woman and I want to make it official, I want you to be my wife and for you, me and Sophia to be a family… will you marry me?” By the time he stopped talking she had fresh tears running down her face but for the first time in a long time they were tears of happiness.
“Of course I’ll marry you,” she cried smiling as he slipped the ring onto her finger and squealing as he stood taking her into his arms and spinning her around, kissing her hard before they tumbled into bed together once again.
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A woman's worth.