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Charmed By the Devil: Walking Dead	By : Starliteyes24 Category: S through Z > The Walking Dead Views: 8252 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Charmed By the Devil III: Walking Dead
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He gave her a smile, but she didn't return it. She just kissed a man she barely knew, but the strange thing about it was that she liked it much more than she thought. They stared for quite a while, and Michonne wiggled herself out of his grip, hoping that that was the only thing that would happen between them.
"I want to leave," Michonne bluntly stated, the seriousness in her voice meaning it. Her words put him down a little but it was her choice.
He could still taste the sweetness from her lips on his own and licked it away, enjoying the taste. "Of course," the Governor replied and they began to head back. Michonne followed in his footsteps close behind, and a sudden hotness came over her. The sensation surprised her and that's when the man ahead of her stopped in place, and turned to look at her.
He was close again, and this time Michonne felt her face burn and looked down at the ground beneath her feet, feeling ashamed and guilty.
These feelings were not her own, and they over powered her pretty forcefully. The handsome man inched even closer until she could breathe in his scent again. "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry," Michonne apologized with so much sympathy all the Governor could do was smile. She didn't have much of a reason to say sorry, he was the one that initiated the kiss and he was the one that really wanted her.
He cocked his head slightly and raised a hand to caress her cheek. The woman accepted it and she closed her eyes, feeling her heart pound and her eyes water.
As much as she hated to admit it to herself, she truly missed the touch of a man, she just had so much will power to control those feelings. This man broke through her barriers and was pleased that he had.
He now had her under his control. "Don't be sorry," he whispered against her cheek and nuzzled his face against hers in the most sensual way.
Michonne was much aware of him sneaking away her katana, but she didn't really think about it when it hit the ground. He was busy pleasing her, making her feel good. He moved in close and he was now pressed up against her, pinning her in to a tree. Their eyes met one last time before he lost himself in to her chocolate neck, kissing his way down, licking and teasing. Both of his hands were on her hips, holding her in place and one thigh between her own.
Her hands struggled to play along; she was nervous. He continued to kiss and lick until he got to her collar bone, and he felt his dick stir a second time.
"You taste lovely, Michonne," he commented in the most sensual voice she thought a man could ever muster, and one of his hands on her hips moved up and grabbed her throat. He felt her suddenly shake and grind herself against him, and he knew at that moment he truly had her.
Michonne furrowed her brows and felt his thigh move slowly against her clothed crotch, and she melted in to that simple touch. Her body was trembling and he smiled in to her cheek, pressing a thumb to her bottom lip. She constantly moved against him, causing him to tighten his fingers around her neck.
"I can't," Michonne cried out, directing her closed eyes to the sky, feeling the heat of his breath and his body over-bear her. She wanted this but not with a stranger, not with a man she had no clue about.
Her words caught his attention and he pulled away, giving her a chance to speak. She brought her head back down and looked in to his desperate gaze. Her eyes suddenly left his and looked down at the bulge in the front of his jeans. She had no idea what to say now, all of her seriousness was gone, all her attitude, everything was gone because of him.
He cocked his head again and captured her lips, kissing her quite roughly. He closed his eyes but she kept hers open. Her chest was still pounding and her thoughts were racing.
Did she actually want this? She was now grabbing on to him for dear life, digging her fingers in to his clothing lips grinding against his own.
The heat was painful. They both were covered in sweat, hands grabbing and painful hair pulling. With his one thigh between hers, the woman lifted her leg in ability to get a feel of his dick against her crotch and held on to him tight.
He recognized the instant change in her and thrusted in to her, his hips crushing in to hers, both of their sensitive areas meeting. Doing so caused a whimper to escape Michonne's lips and hearing it made him shiver with excitement. Teeth clashed and moans were heard. The man on her lips ran his hands up her tank and rubbed his warm palms across her moist skin, teeth biting painfully at her lips. She has never had a romance quite like this with any man, and the way he was doing it made her cry for more.
"You're mine," he cooed silently in to her ear and chomped down on to her chewy earlobe, brushing back some hair. She listened to his words and squeezed her eyes shut when she felt her eager hands grab at his dick. He was surely hard and with one squeeze of her fingers, the man was desperately humping her grip. Michonne let a random smile trace her lips and broke from his, staring him in the eyes. His breathing was heavy and so was hers.
She shivered as his hands went further up her body and grabbed at her breasts from underneath her bra. He nibbled at her lips, kneading her perky breasts as softly as he could, continuing his thrusts against her hand.
Michonne let out another groan and the Governor began to work on his pants. She closed her eyes for a second and started to realize that this was really happening.
Time was flying by. The heat hadn't die down and neither had the passion between them. She worried a little, but all that was gone when he had her on the ground, carefully moving inside of her tight body. She whimpered like a child and he loved it. His arms were on either side of Michonne's head, caging it inside as their many sounds of pleasure mingled in to one.
Her head rolled from side to side, sucking in her bottom lip to keep from crying out loud, but with one hand, the Governor grabbed on to her chin and caught her stare in his own.
"I want to see your eyes," he told her between heavy breaths, and continued to move inside her, this time picking up the pace and power. Twigs and grass tickled her bare back as she rocked up and down against them. The man fisted the dirt and caught some muck underneath his nails letting out a soft moan.
Her abdomen muscles fluttered and her walls tightened fiercely around his pumping dick, causing him to curse to the skies a second time.
Why the hell was this happening? Michonne was pissed, hurt and desperate, letting a man she had no info about fuck her senseless. He was quite the looker though and charming; that had probably been the only good thing about this.
He violently sucked on her bottom lip and chewed like he was ravenous. Michonne wiggled beneath him and rolled her palms across his fuzzy torso, lightly teasing his nipples as well. He only chewed harder and pushed in deeper if that was even possible at this point, feeling her own legs tremble around his waist.
As they proceeded with this, they were beginning to reach the end. The man above her kissed her damaged swollen lips and she groaned while he kept up the movements. He was definitely a wonderful lover. He made her howl and whine like a wild dog, fucking her with all he had. They suddenly met eyes again and he cracked a grin just before placing a kiss on the under side of her chin.
They were coated in sweat and Michonne's fingers ran freely through his damp hair, taking notice of his few grey hairs grown in his side burns.
"Uh!" Michonne cried out and arched her back up off the ground, clawing the hell out of his back. He growled right back and moved even faster, feeling sweat trickle down his face as he stared in to Michonne's eyes.
Suddenly, after a few more thrusts, he was done and so was she. Her body jolted from the power of her orgasm and her legs went weak around his waist.
He inhaled softly and exhaled the same, slowing his racing heart beat. After it was all over, Michonne just lay beneath the handsome man, eye lids heavy with a wonderful sensation washed over her. He looked down at her and used one hand to stroke her face. A smile found his lips and he leaned in to kiss her.
She kissed him back and roughly grabbed at his hair, pulling him back down in to her, obviously initiating something wild. The Governor was always ready for more.
He had her, she was his and she will always be his lover.
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