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“Come on… I want to watch.” My taunt had me giggling. Daryl scoffed playfully jostled my head in his big hands. “I like it.”
“The’ hell's wrong with you?”. He kissed my forehead, his lame attempt to shut me up. Unfortunately for him, his light touch only made me yearn for more, much more. Usually I could keep my devious nature more hidden. But not today, not with him. My lips on his, I baited him into more, lightly bit his bottom lip.
“I’m seriouuus…” I whined, undoing his belt buckle. Daryl glanced past me, looking around for any unwanted guests nearby. The smile he tried to hide peeked through as he propped himself up on his elbow, watching me free his semi hard cock from his jeans. I looked towards him, gently stroking him. “So big…”. He pursed his lip, his eyes locked on my hands around as it grew. I adored how helpless he was under my touch. Daryl was steel and ash, bone and blood. But with me, under my touch, he was a play thing.
“Your turn.”. I purred. He inhaled sharply when I pulled my hand back. I snaked my way up to him. The entire time, watching him take his now hard cock into his own hand. He placed his other hand on the back of my neck, his hand wrapped in my hair keeping me close to his face. Laying there with him, thoughts escaped me. All but one. I kept myself propped up on one arm, offering him a slightest bit of privacy. “Daryl…show me.”. I murmured into his ear, leaving light kisses over his neck. Always one to please, he started stroking his cock. Abashedly, he tried to hide into the crook of my neck.
“Keep going.”. I ran my hand over his chest, my own body at a fever pitch watching him. His breath sharp, his body trying not to flex. Unlike mine, his skilled hand reached all the way around the shaft of his thick cock. And with his face hidden in my hair, he took to his consistent pace. A smooth pumping, only changing pace when I spoke.
“That feel good, baby?” I teased, not waiting for an answer. With a low groan, he picked up the pace. I pushed my forehead against his temple, my lips up against his ear. “You think about me, Daryl?’. His unoccupied hand grabbed my waist. “When you're up late at night all alone?”. His grip grew tighter with each word.
“Do you think of how good you’d feel to be inside me? How wet my pussy is for you….”. I saw his wheels turning, lost in the flurry of sin. The glee slipped out of me, taking over my every thought. His pumping hand was all I could focus on. I couldn’t help myself.
“Picturing how pretty I look with your big dick in my mouth, Is that it, baby?”. He grunted, rolling the tip of his cock into the palm of his hand. “Thinking ‘bout how I'd take every inch for you, baby.”
Fuck , he cursed as saw his body start to flex and shut his eyes. His rhythm getting more frantic, his whimpers even more delicious.
“You gonna show me, Daryl? Show me how good it feels. How much you want me, baby.” His hand ran up my ribs grabbing my breast roughly. Show me, baby . With the slightest bit more encouragement, he shuttered. A deep hoarse groan spilled out as he came. Desperate for more, my lips found his, taking his pleasure for my own. He raddled as he stroked himself through his orgasm. “That made me so wet, baby.” I confessed in a chuckle, breaking some of the tension. He moved his hand back to my hip, still panting slightly.
Daryl cleared his throat before cleaning himself off. I could only stare, captivated by his movements still. We laid together, enjoying the cool air, the closeness. When the sky overhead began to darken. I mentioned that we shouldn’t linger too much longer or someone might come looking for us.
Daryl scrunched up his face and in one motion climbed atop me. “Nuh’uh. Your turn.”.