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Hello world and my wonderful readers! This chapter is very steamy, and it took me almost three days to write. In all honesty, I've never had a harder time writing a sex scene than I had this one, I hope it's well received! I've also decided to try and post a new chapter every weekend.
AGAIN, What would be the point of FanFiction if some of the characters always resembled how they were on the shows? If you don't like my story or have a problem with my writing style, then don't bother reading it.
The only parts that are true in this chapter: I was a baby beauty pageant queen in natural pageants (I was Miss Baby Sony 1992!), I do have the beauty walk and wave mastered, I do have that army green trench coat it's awesome from the (RED) collection! By the way, right after I wrote Rick's fantasy sequence in Chapter Seven, there's a Firestone Tires commercial with the song "Slow Ride" in it. Crazy!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NOR HAVE ANY AFFILIATIONS WITH THE WALKING DEAD FRANCHISE, JELLY BELLY. ALL PROPERTIES OWNED BY FRANK DARABONT AND AMC (TELEVISION SERIES), ROBERT KIRKMAN AND TONY MOORE (COMIC BOOK SERIES), DAVID KLEIN AND THE JELLY BELLY COMPANY, RESPECTIVELY. I ONLY OWN MY OWN ORIGINAL IDEAS AND CHARACTERS.
WARNING: VERY STRONG SEXUAL CONTENT
Chapter Nine: Moonlight Copulations
Rick watched her amble off. Delilah had made countless claims that she was a spoiled brat, but she didn't act like it at all. People change and grow, it's what I'm doing now, and I probably would still be a hermit crab if it weren't for her…
2:30 pm, The Playroom, Jellbany,
"Hey, Carl! Tyler got us some more periodicals, come on!" Brock nodded his head to the side. Carl put Judith down in the nursery with the other kids and followed him to one of the viewer rooms at the end of the hall. It was kind of the boy's secret hideout, since the room was abandoned and it had the perfect surveillance of the factory whenever Delilah and the other girls worked out. They thought the room was done for when Rick caught them spying on the girls a few weeks ago, but they had managed to sneak back in, the only worry was that he would tell the older guys and they'd all want to start watching, too.
The brothers thought that Tyler was the coolest guy at Jellbany since he would sneak on runs and come back with dirty magazines and give them pot. Carl bit his tongue, not wanting to cause a riff between the newly established friendships. He thought that Tyler was an asshole, especially after what he did to Delilah, and he was always hoping they weren't an item. In a very disturbing way, Tyler reminded Carl a lot of Randall, the sociopath prisoner on the farm.
Jason was waiting for them, various magazines on the floor along with a pile of Twinkies and Bertie Bott's Jelly Bellies. Playboy, Hustler, Penthouse, Jugs. It was a smorgasbord of porn and sweets. Carl and Brock sat down Indian style on the floor and each picked up a magazine, rifling through to examine the forbidden goods.
"Where is Tyler?" Carl asked, to which Jason shrugged.
"I don't know, the magazines were here when I walked in, I haven't seen him all day."
"Yeah, he's probably sick from taking on your dare of eating twenty bags of Gushers at once. Whoa! Check out knockers on this chick!" Brock pointed to a blonde spread eagle on a bed with beach ball implants.
Jason scoffed. "Those are way too fake looking, this chick is what it's all about!" He held out the magazine to show a picture of a redhead with medium sized breasts and a big butt.
Carl kept quiet for the most part, just looking. He couldn't wait until he saw a naked girl in the flesh, and hoped it would be soon. "Hey, this girl kind of looks like Delilah." He opened up the pages to show them a pretty brunette, to which they nodded.
"Dude, on a scale of 1-10, Delilah is, like, a thousand."
"She makes all the chicks in these magazines look like bulldogs, not to mention being the hottest chick here." Jason added. "You're lucky, Carl, she seems to like you a lot." He sucked the filling out of a Twinkie as he looked at his friend.
Carl shrugged, a little embarrassed. "Delilah likes everybody a lot, it's just how she is."
He had developed a crush on Kaki, their older sister, but Carl still had a little thing for Delilah. It was bugging him that she only saw him as a little brother type, he was a man, damn it!
"Yeah, but she didn't decorate our rooms with action figures and comic books like she did with yours. We don't have a secret handshake with her."
"I notice she spends a lot of time with your dad. Do you think they're doing it?" Brock asked. The thought had never even crossed Carl's mind because it was so ridiculous. Delilah with his dad? No way! He was almost twenty years older than her.
"Don't be crazy, they're just friends. Allies is more like it. I think he's still not over my mom. Besides, Delilah's saving herself for me. I've only got four more years until I'm legal."
"Get in line, I called dibs on her six months ago."
"Tyler has the one up on all of us. He'd probably ask her to marry him if he could. That guy is obsessed."
8:00 pm, Back with Rick and Delilah
It was a quarter to four by the time Delilah and Rick left Target and were back on the road. They made it all the way to Lumpkin and searched until the sun set. Since nobody knew Michonne's last name, using The Beacon to find her was near impossible, it had to be done the old fashioned way, and it was proving to be an exercise in futility. Once the woods had been cleared of walkers and other groups, they decided to make camp. Delilah set up the Solar Concept tent while Rick started a fire. The sky was tinted in royal and midnight blues, draped with a light layer of stars, the glowing moon orbiting above as the chirping of the crickets and the hooting of a lone owl were barely audible in the embodiment of a near perfect looking night. Rick and Delilah were nestled by the fire on a huge towel, sharing a bottle of cotton candy flavored vodka as well as their secrets.
"I actually don't drink at all, once in a blue moon. The only reason why I got this is because it's cotton candy flavored. If I knew it tasted like gasoline, I wouldn't have picked it up at all. So, tell me a secret." Delilah passed the bottle to Rick.
"It is pretty strong, even with a chaser. I don't really have any secrets, Delilah." He took a swig of the bottle and passed it back.
"Bull. Everybody has secrets, no matter how lame or disturbing they are, they've got them. So spill." She took a swig and grimaced, putting the bottle away.
"Ok, fine. Right before Lori and I started dating, I hooked up with Shane's cousin, Rosie. She was two grades below us and nobody would go out with her because she had a weight problem."
Delilah raised an eyebrow. "Ah, so like me."
Rick gave her a serious gaze. "No, not even close. Rosie was five feet three and close to three hundred pounds. Sweet girl, but nobody wanted anything to do with her."
"Again, sounds like me." Delilah had never been anywhere close to that weight, but because she was chubby for a few years, she was ignored. No matter how hot she was now, the fact that she had had a rough looking period would haunt her forever. It represented a downfall in her life, little did she know it would be the start of many. Rick just rolled his eyes at her.
"Again, it's not. So, I had just gotten my driver's license and my dad gave me a vintage red Corvette as my first car, I would have driven it forever, I loved that car. Nonetheless, Shane paid me $100 from his job at the hardware store to take Rosie out on a date to make her feel better, which I did. Took her to the carnival and won her a giant teddy bear. She ate too many hot dogs and threw up all over me, ruined my favorite Led Zeppelin T-shirt, but I still acted like a gentleman. At the end of the night, I walked her to her door and gave her a kiss on the cheek, but she grabbed me and started making out with me. I tried to pull away, but she had a strong hold. Rosie always had a crush on me and she made her move, without brushing her teeth from throwing up an hour before." He looked over to see Delilah with her head buried in her lap. Rick put his hand on her shoulder, only for her to pop her head up laughing.
"That's the sweetest and most hilarious thing I've ever heard! What happened from there?"
Rick rolled his eyes at her. "When Shane found out, he was pissed, telling me I was trying to take advantage of her, even though we both told him that she was the one who kissed me first. Kevin Wohler, the guy that wore the mascot costume at the pep rallies, was driving by when it happened and told the entire school. Everybody called me "Porky Pounder" and Shane didn't speak to me for weeks."
Delilah was still laughing. "What happened to Rosie after that?"
"She got gastric bypass surgery and married somebody that had an important position for Hostess."
Delilah was rolling around, laughing even harder. "Oh, my gosh! Contradiction, much?" She giggled but then calmed down.
"I guess."
"Here, will this make up for it?" She placed her hand on his cheek and gave him a ten second smooch. When she pulled away, he was grinning from ear to ear.
"Absolutely."
She smiled and situated herself so she was directly across from him. "Good. Now, tell me something personal."
Delilah pretty much knew everything about him, it took Rick a couple minutes to figure something out. "Well, I didn't always want to be a police officer. When I was younger, I wanted to be a pilot because of Top Gun, but when I got older, I wanted to be a lawyer. In school, I always looked out for the little guy, even when I was one, so I figured I'd make it my career."
"I like that, except for you'd probably be the only honest lawyer around, they're huge liars. So what happened?"
"I had finished my GE credits and got my Associate's Degree, but Lori got pregnant with Carl before I could start applying to schools. I just gave up on it and became the next best thing, a cop." Rick never blamed Lori or Carl for not going after his dream, he considered it more of a sign that it wasn't what he was supposed to do with his life. Being a cop allowed him to spend more time with his family and he was there whenever Carl needed him. Delilah could tell that there was a bit of regret in his voice, but decided not to bring it up. She gazed at the fire.
"I'm sorry. I know what it's like to give up something you've had your heart set on, I aspired to be the next Jane Fonda. Acting, singing, dancing, writing. I wanted to have an empire, be a role model, a dynamite woman. It just didn't work out, life got in the way, but it wasn't a total waste. I keep having to remind myself that I didn't sit around and not do anything, that I was a competing athlete and from time to time would teach dance and skating." Delilah was a little traumatized that her dreams weren't fulfilled, but even if things had worked out like she wanted, they would have been ruined by this calamity.
Now, Rick could sense the regret in her voice. She had so many sides to her. The tough badass that kicked the heads clear off of a zombie's neck and impaled them with a spiked baton. The sassy leader who went out of her way to reunite the group and defended him to Tyresse. The sexy babe who was impulsive and seduced him. The outgoing young woman that got along with everybody and wasn't afraid to be herself. The little girl that was trapped inside her and haunted by the past. She was like a mosaic, and it completed who she was as a person, but he noticed she had a tendency to be way too hard on herself. Rick scooted closer and put a hand on her shoulder, which made her look up at him.
"Delilah, you already are a dynamite woman. Look at everything you've done. You turned an abandoned candy factory into a home for so many people, giving them a new lease on life. I honestly don't think that anybody there would have a single bad thing to say about you. Those people adore and look up to you, you're their hero. Remember it next time you doubt yourself, that you're not alone and that you aren't worthless or weak." She was very moved by his words, Rick seemed to be one of the only people that genuinely believed in her. Even though she knew that the others did as well and her mother did long ago, Rick wasn't afraid to express it whenever she needed a self esteem boost. He dropped his hand from her shoulder and leaned back on the towel. "Ok, your turn. What's something about you that you don't really like to acknowledge?"
Where do I start? "There's a couple of things, one in particular. This so embarrassing, gosh." She shook her head, giggling to herself.
"You don't have to ever hide anything from me, Delilah." He had such an honest look in his eyes, shoving her trust issues to the back of her mind, like she really could tell him anything. Except Delilah was scared to reveal her darkest secrets, the ones that she hadn't already told, scared that they'd push him away forever… So she opted for a stupid one instead.
"Alright. It's not that hidden of a secret, just something I don't bring up often. The duration of time between the end of my skating career and the start of my dance career, I was a teen beauty queen."
Rick raised both eyebrows curiously. He remembered Lori competing in a couple local pageants when they were teenagers, nothing huge. She did win Miss Teen Georgia and was featured in the Fourth of July parade in Atlanta, but decided not to go through with Miss Teen USA and gave her spot to the runner up. Rick believed she could have won, but Lori didn't. "Seriously? That's the big secret?" He chuckled.
"You're always laughing at me, Rick! Ok, yes, that's the big secret. I was a baby beauty queen, nothing like that Jon Benet Ramsey Toddlers and Tiaras bullcrap where the little girls look like painted up dolls, it was all natural. Then, when I quit skating, my mom signed me up and I actually won a few. I even got as far as Miss Teen USA."
He wanted to bring up Lori, but he didn't want Delilah to think that he wasn't acknowledging her, too. "Wow, you are very multifaceted. You went all out, huh?"
She nodded. "Yep. The beauty walk, eveningwear, swimsuit, the talent section. Imagine how it would go over, baton twirling with the Mandala Baton. That'd be one way to knock their heads off."
They both busted up laughing over that last bit, Delilah had a pretty dry sense of humor that Rick couldn't get enough of. A silly idea came to his mind. "Show me."
She looked at him, confused. "Show you what?"
"What you used to do in pageants, especially the walk. I really wanna see that."
Delilah scoffed. "No way! I'm not some puppet, those days are over."
He messed up her hair. "Come on, it'll be fun. I won't tell anybody, your secret is safe with me. Please? I'll even announce you like it were a real beauty pageant."
Sometimes she really got mixed signals from him. One day he'll be completely captivated and try to ravage her, like last night or when he kissed her outside Target, and then like right now, where he was ruffling her hair and talking to her like she was a kid. Maybe I'm over thinking it, he's just teasing me. Rick was always so serious and headstrong, she never thought he had a silliness within him, but it was a nice touch. She rolled her eyes and groaned. "Fine, but only to show you how great I was." Delilah stuck her tongue out at him and got up, walking to the other side of the fire. She couldn't believe she was doing this, but all in good fun. "Any time now, Rick. I already feel like an ass."
He smirked. Maybe the crummy vodka was getting to him, but he got a kick out of teasing her. She was so cute when her feathers were ruffled and he was curious to see what she was working with. Even after seeing her dance, he wanted more. "Ok, fine. Introducing, Contestant Number 4, Miss Teen California, Delilah Daltrey!" Rick watched Delilah throw her shoulders back, her head up, and started strutting on the grass like it was a runway. Her elegant confidence radiated through her walk and smile, almost as if she really were in a beauty pageant. Rick was so enthralled with her that he stopped talking. Delilah could feel his eyes on her and was loving every second of it, so she decided to kick it up a notch, all her old moves coming back to her. Step step turn, look back, hands on the hips, royal beauty wave, wink and smile, she even untied her tan shirt and threw it to him, which made him wolf whistle at her.
"Wow, you were right, that was really great. You're a pro"
"Thanks." She walked back over and reached out for her shirt, putting it on. There was a brief silence, they both had the same thought running through their minds. I WANT YOU. They were waiting for the other one to make a move. Rick was regretting not doing it earlier when she kissed him. Delilah also thought he was going to make a move when they kissed, but he didn't.
"So, what was your talent?" A light bulb went off in her mind, she had just come up with the perfect idea.
"My talent was a magic act. I'll show you a trick I know, but you have to stand up and close your eyes." He looked at her skeptically. "I promise, it's nothing crazy like getting sawed in half, just take my hand." Delilah reached out her hand and pulled him up. "Ok, stay here. Whatever you do, don't turn around and don't open your eyes, got it?"
"Yes, Delilah." Rick didn't know what she was going to do, but he had a feeling he'd end up enjoying whatever it was. He closed his eyes, the sounds of the night becoming louder.
"Good. I'll be right back." He heard her wander off into the woods. Half of him was eager to what she was going to do while the other half was on edge if this was a trap. It's been a month and you're still a little paranoid? She's one of the good ones, like you. After what seemed like five minutes, the sounds of her footsteps remerged. Rick felt her lips close to his ear. "Turn around slowly and open your eyes." She walked away as he turned around. When Rick opened his eyes, he felt his heart literally stop.
Delilah stood a few steps away from him, wearing nothing but a long canvas army green trench coat, which covered her breasts and her right leg crossed in front of the other, Jessica Rabbit style. Never had she looked more beautiful than she did right now. The brightness of the fire and the soft glow of the moon only accentuated her loveliness. Delilah walked up to him, the coat still not revealing anything, Rick opened his mouth to speak, but she put a finger to his lips.
"Don't speak. Just listen." He nodded, waiting for what she was going to say next. She was taking a chance and being fearless. "I know that we agreed to take things slow. I thought it would be difficult, but for you, it became incredibly easy, almost like a second nature. I don't know if I would do that for anybody else. It's been a long time for both of us, even though the feelings are familiar, they're for different people. We're on the same page about taking things to the next level, except I don't want to wait until we return to Jellbany. There's just something about letting go and giving myself entirely to you in this moment that feels so right, like it's a kismet. We've both had a tremendous effect on each other, and you told me you're ready. I've already bared my soul, now I'm completely exposed. Take me, Rick. I'm yours."
Delilah's eyes were dazzling, something that seemed to happen whenever she was making a poignant speech, when she confessed her attraction and right now. Rick's heart was thumping madly, her words drawing him in, feeling himself stiffen at the sight of her almost naked body. The two of them meeting was a kismet, neither one of them knowing what would come of it, but enjoying where they were at now, only wanting each other. She's mine. She is mine. Rick responded by leaning in and kissing her tenderly. Delilah knew by his kiss that he agreed and she was excited that they were going to physically unite as one. He pulled back and looked at her.
"I have to go get-"
"Don't worry, I have it taken care of." She smiled as she flicked her wrist, snapped her fingers, and jerked her hand back, a sleeve of Trojan Ribbed for Her Pleasure condoms unraveled in a zigzag pattern. "Ta-Da." He chuckled. "I said I had a magic trick, didn't I?"
Rick nodded. "You did, but how-"
"I saw you grab two of all the condoms and stuff them into the truck." Delilah handed them to Rick and smiled, leading him by the hand into the tent. Even though they went into this so willingly, they were both a bit nervous since it had been such a long time since either one of them had sex. There wouldn't be a better opportunity than now, and it was going to be seized.
Rick crawled into the tent after Delilah as she laid down on the sprawled out sleeping bag. He was so distracted by her that he bumped his head on one of the photovoltaic cell banks that roofed the tent. Delilah laughingly gasped and leaned up to him. "Are you ok?" She rubbed the back of his head.
"Y-Yeah, I'm alright." He nervously smiled and Delilah could feel the jumpiness. She looked into his eyes affectionately and her hand moved from the back of his head to his neck.
"It's ok. Everything is and will be fine, I promise." Delilah pressed her lips to his and gently brought him down so he was laying on top of her. Her kisses began to qualm his nerves as he reciprocated, knowing that this was how things were supposed to be. Rick now knew he was wrong when he thought he'd never find anybody to be with since Lori's passing, Delilah was his saving grace, and it was time to dive in full throttle. He kissed her back, the tenderness between them at the same level, but picked up the speed a little as both hands landed on her face, bringing her in closer, while Delilah slowly unbuttoned his shirt. She pushed it off his body, running her hands down his nicely toned abs and landed on his belt, undoing the buckle and taking it off, and gazed up into his eyes while her small hands rested on the button of his jeans. "Are you sure?"
Rick felt a little bad that she had to ask, but it only proved how considerate of a person she really was. No more second guessing, continue to be unbound of your past.
"Yes."
He leaned in and recaptured her lips, assuring her that he was ready for this to progress. Delilah un-buttoned his jeans and pulled the zipper to the bottom of the seam, sliding the pants down his legs. Rick kicked his shoes and pants off, leaving him in his boxer briefs. He opened Delilah's jacket, revealing her fully nude figure, and snaked his arm around her back, bringing her up to him in a passionate kiss, the jacket falling off her arms. Rick boldly slipped his tongue in and wrapped it around hers as he laid them down. Delilah moaned into his mouth, extremely turned on, and sucked on his bottom lip. He wasn't as aggressive as last night, but she liked that he was taking charge.
Rick kissed and nipped at her neck, reveling in her peach blossom taste and scent, as his fingertips grazed delicately up and down her body. Delilah let out small whimpers of delight, even the lightest touch from him made her wet. He kissed down lower, traveling from her neck and clavicle until he got to her breasts. Every one of his reservations and anxieties were thrown outside, dying with the fire, all from the striking naked girl in his arms. Rick felt intrepid and wanted to explore Delilah's body, making it last as long as possible in order to savor every single second. He started caressing her breasts, bringing his head down on her chest and sticking her right nipple into his mouth. His tongue spun around until it stiffened completely, while his hand landed on her dripping and perfectly shaved womanhood, stroking her lips. She sighed and bit her lip as he gave the other breast the same treatment, closing her eyes to take it all in, her sensitive nipples heightened the pleasure she was receiving.
The feel of her honeyed skin sent sparks throughout his fingers and trekked into his whole body. Rick made his way down even lower, laying kisses across her stomach and pelvis. No matter how much he wanted to screw her brains out, he was going to take his time and make sure she was satisfied from the foreplay. Rick slid her knees up and dove down, wanting to even the playing field by giving her cunnilingus for the exquisite fellatio he got earlier in the day. He latched his lips onto her front bottom ones and probed his tongue inside her flower, lightly sucking.
Delilah moaned and giggled nervously, she had never been too keen on the receiving end of oral sex, but getting it from Rick was exciting. His tongue alternated from her throbbing clit, to looping around her walls and inside again, as if it were going through a maze in the pink. Her feet crept onto his back, the balls of them rubbing across while her toes curled into his flesh as she kept moaning, not even forming intelligible words anymore. His strokes and licks were so defined, an even combination of naughty and nice.
Rick could tell from her squirming that she was close, it was time for the grand finale. Delilah couldn't wait any longer, she wanted him in the most intimate way a man and woman could ever come to. "Rick, please." She gazed down at him, her eyes pleading ardently, her arousal levels almost to their highest point.
He licked his lips, tasting her peach blossom flavor, and ripped off a condom from the sleeve, tearing the package with his teeth. Rick rolled the tip of the rubber and slid it down, covering his shaft, and positioned until being perfectly aligned with her opening.
The orange and blue glow in the dark lights of the tent illuminated around their naked bodies and a lustful miasma enveloped their minds, no longer able to hold back, and wanting nothing more at this moment than each other. Rick put one hand behind Delilah's head and rested his forearm on the mat, leaning in and kissing her as he gradually glided forward.
Her walls clenched around his head before he could get his whole erection inside, the rigidity making his eyes cross and a grunt escape from his mouth. The last time he had made love to this kind of tightness was when he and Lori lost their virginity to each other, but he knew that Delilah wasn't a virgin. Not only had she told him otherwise, but Rick didn't feel her hymen break. Delilah's eyes widened and she gasped, gripping onto his shoulders, a slightly pained expression on her face. His thick phallus fit snugly inside her to the point that it was almost burning. Her gasp made Rick worry and he looked down at her. The last thing he would ever want to do was hurt Delilah, not after everything she had done for him. "Are you alright? Do you want me to stop?" Rick moved the hair off her forehead, cupping her cheek. The sincere expression his eyes held touched Delilah, and she couldn't believe that he was with her. This feeling was new to her, genuine warmth and fond kindness. Billy wasn't a total jerk, but he had never been this selfless, not like Rick at least. It was something she could get used to and never wanted to let go of.
Delilah shook her head. "No. Just take it slow, like you were doing." She was eager to feel the rest of him inside her.
"Ok." He leaned in and kissed Delilah to loosen her up as he slowly finished pushing. Once his full length was all the way inside her, they were both able to relax, adjusting to the other's tautness. Rick began moving up and down, building his speed little by little. She was so wet and warm, it tantalized his cock to maximum hardness, groaning as he felt the space tighten. The fact that it had been so long was irrelevant, he was back in the swing of things. There was nowhere Rick would rather be in the world than in Delilah, his strong ally by day and his sexy goddess by night, all for him and nobody else.
Delilah loved the way he felt, like he belonged there, cherishing how he took his time to make sure that she was fulfilled and comfortable before taking care of his own needs. She felt so small in his embrace, overpowered by a crashing tidal wave of wanton and adoration, but she knew that it was the only thing in this destroyed universe that made sense, providing the urge of going through with her thoughts about giving herself to him, mind, body, and soul. Delilah sighed deeply, the way he soared in and out made her quiver. This was the first encounter she had with an experienced lover, so caring and affectionate, not sloppy and dense like she had had previously, but she knew she had to have more. "Rick, please, go faster… I can handle it, I want this so badly, I want all of you so badly…"
Rick looked down on Delilah, the look on her face was one of pure desire, enticing him to go further and give her whatever she craved. He knew she was wholly aroused from the elongated foreplay, now for the main attraction. Rick draped her right leg around his waist and gripped her firm little ass while his other arm wrapped around her back, thrusting himself deeper into Delilah. She threw her head back as he continued to ride her in such a rapid yet gentle manner. Delilah was driving him mad with her moans, her sizzling physique and the way her body shook underneath him. He moved his hips up and down, performing swift thrusts. She kept going back and forth between moaning and sighing, all from his finely tuned penetration, feeling electric jolts blast from her pleasure core and made their way right through her body.
"AHH, RIII-CCCKKK!"
Delilah gasped and mildly shrieked, wishing she could scream his name loud enough to vibrate into the mountains as he repeatedly hit her G-spot. She shot up and threw her arms around his neck, slamming her lips on his in the fiercest kiss they've ever shared that completely knocked his socks off. Delilah pulled him down to her level, squealing into his mouth as they ferociously made out, pressed together chest to chest. Rick felt her vaginal canal compress his almost ten inches and let out an deep groan as he struck his climax out of the park.
"OH, MY GOD! DELILAH!"
Delilah rocked her lower body against his hips, nearing the end of her climax and accompanying him through his. She kissed his neck as he propelled into her as fast as he could without being rough, feeling his rod jerk and shoot out scorching hot cum into the condom. The orgasm made his body shudder uncontrollably, all the built up sexual pressure officially gone for good. Delilah held onto his face as they breathed heavily, both drenched in cold sweat, soaring downward from their torrid session. Rick pushed into her one last time, feeling the condom fill up to the brim. He pulled out, taking off the condom and tied it in a knot, sliding his boxer briefs on and grabbing a pack of Kleenex, making his way out of the tent. Lucky for them, they were on an actual campsite, with a trashcan by the car. Rick tossed the condom in the trash and discreetly cleaned himself up, discarding of the mess.
If a blowjob made him feel like Bambi earlier, full-blown intercourse left him paralyzed now. Pins and needles were shooting all over his legs and arms, he almost stumbled on his way back to the tent, but it was damn worth it. He felt alive and invincible, like he could do anything and take on any obstacle. Free of his fears and euphoric, he'd deal with the agenda tomorrow, he needed to hold onto this evening for as long as he could.
Rick got back inside the tent, seeing Delilah getting her breathing back, her chest moving up and down. He smiled and crawled on top of her, seeing her eyes were closed, and bent down for an amorous kiss.
Instinctively, when Delilah felt his lips on hers, she put her arm around his neck, her fingers tangling in his sweat matted hair. The two of them exuded the scent of wilderness sex, feeling contended and tranquil. Rick looked down into her beautiful eyes and put his hands on her face, so she could return the gaze. "Thank you."
Delilah looked up at him, puzzled. "For what?"
"For everything. For being you. For bringing me to the better place I belonged in." Even if things didn't work out, Rick would be forever grateful for the time they shared. Delilah had taught him how to feel again and mean it, guiding him from his frozen morale to a invigorated state of mind. He gave her a five second peck and rolled onto the left side of her.
Delilah looked over at Rick and a small smile spread across her face. She may not be able to help herself at times, but she gave it her all in helping him. Rick was a good man who had been trapped by his suffering, he had simply gotten lost in the search of finding the key to the chains of encumbrance that he wore and unlocking it to revitalize. Delilah was his key, and it gave her hope that maybe he was hers as well… "Wow, that was astounding. You're every good thing that's ever been described on Sex and the City." He glanced over at her and chuckled, kissing her cheek.
This was the first time a member of the male species made her feel like a woman and not some piece of tits and ass.
For years, Delilah had always compared males to canines. The young ones, boys, were puppies: cute, playful, frisky, clueless, and not caring about anything but messing around and having fun. The older ones, men, were dogs: educated, sophisticated, charming, they've been around the block, properly trained and knew their stuff. After being with Rick, comparing and contrasting it from her encounters with Billy, her theory was further validated. The pups fuck and the dogs make love, she never wanted to go back again.
WOW WOWIE! THAT WAS SEXY! THAT CONDOM TRICK WAS THE BASIS FOR THIS SEX SCENE ;). WHAT DID WE THINK OF THIS CHAPTER? I GENUINELY BELIEVE THAT RICK COULD LET GO AND BE THAT PHYSICALLY INTIMATE. THAT THEORY ABOUT MALES AND CANINES IS SOMETHING I ACTUALLY CAME UP WITH. DOES CARL REALLY THINK DELILAH WOULD CHOOSE HIM OVER HIS DAD? HE WILL BE FINDING OUT ABOUT RICK AND DELILAH, AND THINGS WILL NOT BE PRETTY. CHAPTER TEN, FIREFLIES AND HAUNTING DREAMS, COMING SOON!
BE SURE TO FOLLOW THE STORY FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER!
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