First
he wanted to take things slow. Then he wanted to back off a little more.
Beth
and Daryl hadn’t been alone since he’d taught her how to tongue kiss. He was
avoiding her. The truth was, that hurt, but Beth was damned if she’d give up
just because he was squeamish. Besides, he hadn’t told her outright that he
didn’t want her. As far as she was concerned, that wasn’t full out rejection
and she still had a shot.
Maybe,
she considered, he was worried that others wouldn’t approve. Maybe he worried
what Carol would think. He supposedly wasn’t involved with her, but Carol was
clearly hot for him. Beth was hot for him, too, and she’d sensed that if Daryl
had to choose between them, he would choose her over Carol. Or so she hoped.
She wasn’t a hundred percent certain in that area.
“Hey,
Rick.”
Rick
looked up from the soil he was tilling. “Beth. Everything okay? Anything the
matter with Judith?”
“Judith’s
fine. Maggie wanted some time with her today. Have you seen Daryl?”
“Said
he was gonna hit the showers. He was covered in walker gore from his last run.”
“Is
he okay?”
Rick
smiled. “He’s fine, just dirty.”
She
said her goodbyes and headed back for the prison. He was in the showers. That
meant he’d be naked and wet. Just the idea of it made her moist and she picked
up her step, heading for the showers, but she was too late. He was changed and
heading toward his cell. He hurried along behind him, hoping to follow him
without being noticed until they reached the privacy of his unit, but he sensed
her and turned around.
“You’re
as subtle as a rampaging elephant,” he growled.
She
wasn’t put off, and gave him her most winning smile. “I’m not as sneaky as you.”
He
threw his dirty clothes into a bag and then set it outside his cell, something
people usually only did when they planned to burn something. “Beth, you gotta
go.”
“Why?”
He
licked his lips and that made her belly flutter. She wanted that tongue back in
her mouth. She wanted those thick fingers of his inside her.
“You
said we needed to back off. We did that. It’s time to back on.”
“I
know why you’re here,” he caged. “I know and…”
“You
owe me two more lessons. You don’t mind teaching, do you? You said I’m a quick
learner.”
She
eased into his cell and dropped the privacy curtain. She made sure to pull it
tight, and it cast them into almost complete darkness.
“We
can’t do this here. God only knows who saw you come in here,” he whispered. The room was getting stuffy. Or maybe he was just starting to panic. He wasn't sure.
“I’m
eighteen years old. I can make up my own mind about--”
“Not
to mention the noise. Anybody could hear,” he insisted.
“There’s
only four other people on this row, none of them our gang, and none of them
are even here,” she reasoned.
Daryl
seemed to be getting desperate for an excuse not to touch her and it both hurt
and angered her.
“What
is your hang up?”
“Maybe
the fact I’m twice your age,” he said.
She
ran her hands up his chest and then linked her hands behind his head. It was a
smooth, fluid movement, one that was a little too familiar to be innocent.
“I
like you, Daryl. I think you like me too.”
He
could remember her taste. He’d known he’d always want more of her, and damn it
to hell, she wanted to give it to him. He’d prayed she would lose interest,
maybe get a good look at him at high noon, think he looked old, and then change
her mind. Apparently that wasn’t gonna happen.
Damn
it.
All
kinds of thoughts ran through Daryl’s mind just then. Just have some willpower, man. Push her out. Tell her it ain’t gonna
happen. Do it for her sake.
Then
another thought crossed his mind.
Her
sake, or mine?
The
truth was, he hadn’t allowed himself to get close to a woman romantically
because he didn’t want to love someone only to have to lose her, or, in turn,
break her heart if she lost him, but Beth wasn’t making things easy for him.
She felt so damned soft and warm and just…right…against him now. She had that
damned innocent baby’s breath, looking up at him with trust and affection, and
he longed to indulge her. He longed to indulge himself in sex and let himself
enjoy companionship.
Her
lips grazed his and then her tongue slipped into his mouth. It was a gentle
kiss at first, but it quickly blossomed into deep tongue kissing. Their hands
were everywhere Daryl just wanted to sink into the mattress and get to know
every single inch of Beth’s body.
Instead,
he banged his head on the top bunk when he tried to sit down.
“Ow,
shit!”
“Sorry!”
she said, breathlessly.
Then
they were both laughing in the stuffy darkness.
“Are
you okay?”
“Yeah,”
he said.
Beth
reached down and undid his jeans and helped him pull them down. Then she went
for his boxers but he stopped her.
“Beth--”
“No.
No more talking, Daryl, I want you in my mouth.”
Shit…
“Um…”
“I
want to learn how to suck your dick,” she whispered, and she felt her panties
actually moisten from the wetness between her legs. God, the idea of having
Daryl’s cock in her mouth made her throb with need.
The
dichotomy of a good girl doing bad things to him with her mouth was both
intriguing and arousing for Daryl.
“I
have a confession,” she said, “I found some dirty mags in one of the cells and
I’ve been reading up on how to suck dick. Tell me how I’m doing.”
He
was pretty sure just having his cock in a warm, wet mouth after years without
was going to be fucking amazing, but he didn’t get the chance to say it before
her teeth grazed him a little too hard, making him hiss.
“Oh,
sorry,” she said. “The women in the magazines made it look so easy.”
That's because they were pros, he thought. “We'll figure it out.”
So
he began to instruct her on what he liked. He urged her to suckle, to lick
along the shaft, and to put pressure on the base of his cock with her hand
while working the head with her mouth. She did as told, and she really was a
good student, but giving instructions took something out of it and he found
himself tensing up. She could sense it.
“Just
lie back,” she said. “Let me practice what you’ve taught me.”
“Okay.”
Beth
went back to work, letting instinct take over, and used the things he’d taught
her. She really was an amazingly fast learner. Soon all thought of dry, boring
instructions left Daryl’s mind as Beth got into the groove of blowing him. She
began to moan with need, which made him harder, made him imagine that her mouth
was actually her pussy and he was driving deep and hard and fast into her.
He
came, then, his seed exploding hard into her mouth. A second later she was
coughing and gagging and he sat up in concern.
“You
okay?”
“Yeah,”
she said, and spit a mouthful of his come into the sink of his cell. “Just wasn’t
expecting so much of it. Took me by surprise.”
She
wiped her mouth and looked at her hand.
“Can’t
say I care for the taste of it.”
He
found himself laughing and gazing down at her. She smiled back up at him.
“Well,
I was pretty backed up,” he said.
“How
did I do?”
“You
did great,” he said, and pulled up his jeans. When he was dressed again, he pulled
Beth to him and kissed her. “Come here. Get on the bed.”
“Oh?”
Not
that she was complaining, but she wondered what Daryl had in mind.
“Try
to be quiet,” he said.
“What
do you mean?”
“It’s
your turn. Fair is fair, after all.”
Now
Daryl was on his knees, where she’d been on the side of the bed, and he’d
worked her jeans down. Her heart was thundering in her chest as he eased her
panties off.
“Hey,
Daryl?”
Daryl
and Beth froze as Rick knocked on the wall outside the cell.
“Yeah?”
Daryl asked, sounding amazingly calm and controlled.Neither of them had heard Rick's approach.
“You
seen Carol? Glenn’s looking for her.”
“No,
sorry. Don’t know where she is.”
“Well,
I could use your help outside if you’re not busy.”
“Yeah,
sure. I’ll be out in about half an hour.”
“See
you then.”
The
realization they’d almost been caught hit Beth, hard. She was sure Daryl was
going to make her leave but instead he put his lips to the inside of her right
knee.
“Door’s
locked,” he said, seemingly reading her mind. “I’ve got a key. Nobody can barge in so relax.”
He
was about to go down on her. She’d never had that happen before. Holy fuck,
Daryl was about to--
He
kept kissing her leg, moving higher up the inside of her thigh. He caused her
insides to quiver with each kiss. Then it happened. His lips grazed her most
sensitive spot. His tongue licked in a long, wet stroke over her clit and she
moaned, unable to stop herself. He handed her his pillow and she put it over
her face. She was going to need it. There was no way she could handle having
him do such wonderful things to her without making some noise.
“Oh,
God, Daryl…”
She
felt his tongue probing her, felt the pressure on her clit as he suckled her.
Instinctively her thighs tightened and her hips bucked from the bed as the
tight not in her core found suddenly release. She knew she was screaming as she
came but damned if she could stop it. Damned if she wanted to even try.
When
she came down she sat up, forgetting there was a top bunk, and banged her head,
hard. She was too high to notice the pain, or even care.
“I
need to get rid of that top bunk,” he said, as she pulled on her panties and
jeans. He sat down next to her and together they enjoyed a moment of quiet. He
definitely had the taste of her in his mouth, now, and he wasn’t going to live
without it. He wiped her juices from his face and licked his fingers. Truth
was, he was hungry for more of her.
Beth
got up and went back to the door. She had kitchen duty that night. She looked
back at Daryl, who remained leaning forward, elbows on his knees, watching her. She knew then, right in that moment, that she'd fallen in love with him.
“I
don’t want this to end,” she said quietly. “Even after the last lesson.”
She
left then, unaware of the smile she’d put on Daryl’s face, or the happiness in
his heart.
He
didn’t want it to end either. So it wouldn't.
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