The One That Got Away

Part Twelve

Warning: smut, cheating, swearing, mention of daddy kink, mention of violence

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It was a boring Friday evening; you're stuck on the late shift in the patrol car along with your partner, stuffing your faces with donuts and coffee. So, of course it wasn't a surprise when you ended up thinking back on last weekend; when Negan and you had spent the entire time indoors, doing nothing but sleep, eat, and having mind-blowing sex.

Flashback

"That feel good Baby...?" Negan whispered into your ear as he slowly moved the dildo in and out of you.

You softly whimpered, resting against his chest while seated in-between his spread legs.

"Asked you a question Sweetheart or should I go faster so you'll give me a proper answer...?"

Wanting exactly that; you bit into your lip instead of responding to his teasing.

"Have it ya way then..." Negan utters out with a smirk as he sped up the tempo of his hand.

"Fuck-Negan...." you finally break, letting out a loud moan.

"There she is..." Negan chuckles out, lightly biting down on your ear.

"You don't play fair..." you murmur out in-between moans.

"Never professed to Darling" Negan snickered, pressing a soft kiss to your cheek.

"Now sing for Daddy, Baby..."

"Daddy?" you chuckled out.

"Ya got a Daddy kink, Old Man...?"

Negan cackles out at your remark.

"Ya the one with a Daddy kink, Sweetheart... Fucking a man much older than ya."

"Older men do it better, what can I say..." you chuckle in response, letting out a loud gasp when Negan placed pressure on your clit as he continued fucking the dildo into you.

"Fuck... gotta taste ya" Negan mutters out pushing you forward to get out from behind you.

"Well, would ya look at that..." Negan stared between your legs in fascination.

"Prettiest pussy I ever seen... look at her all stretched out and dripping."

"Negan, stop teasing..." you growl out in frustration.

With a soft chuckle, Negan removed the dildo, making himself comfortable between your spread thighs, diving headfirst in-between them.

"God... you're-good-with-that-fuckin'-mouth-of-yours..." you moan out as he licked a strip up your folds, catching your clit softly with his teeth.

"That's-the-spot..." Negan mutters out victoriously at your sharp intake of breath. Thrusting two fingers into you and lowering his head back down.

"Fuck-Negan... you-and-those-long-fingers..." you cry out in pleasure as he ate you out while fucking you with them.

Negan couldn't contain letting a snicker out against your folds at the remark, lifting his head up slightly to stare at you with a broad smirk.

"Does the job, don't they...?"

"Mhmm..." you bit into your lip with a moan.

"Think ya can take our friend again?" Negan asks and you silently nod at him.