Chapter 11

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Agghhh… come one! Yet another night full of restless tossing and turning throughout the night. I looked at my phone to see what time it was. 9:30? I made some sort of grunting noise, I looked towards the other side of the bed and surprisingly Daryl was up, well he was awake. I didn’t, no I couldn’t take my eyes off of his bright blue eyes. I then looked down at my legs, where the fuck is the blanket? I looked around and noticed it was on the floor, I looked up to Daryl and then my eyes travelled down his whole body, he was topless and I’m so glad I didn’t like drool because his pack was so drool worthy. I saw the few white scars and sort of gulped because the beatings he received must have been worse than I thought but he picked up more scars from when I last saw him. Guess that was expected though.

I finally willed my eyes to look at his face and he had that typical sexy smirk of his, oh god, this isn’t going to be any good.

“Like what ye see Darlin’?”

“Shut up Daryl!” I growled and hid behind my hair so that he couldn’t see my blush.

I felt the bed move and I also felt Daryl right against my side and then finally I felt his hand under my chin, pushing it up so he could see my face.

He looked slightly tired, but I think he always did so. I leant forward and kissed his cheek and when I pulled away his eyebrow was arched and a slight pout was plastered on his face.

“Why the pout birthday boy?”

“Really, only a kiss on my cheek?”

I stifled a laugh but what I did next shocked him, it was easy because his eyes widened and he took a while to respond. Well this is what I did:

I gave him a look and pushed him over so he was on his back and straddled him, I slightly dug my ass on his crotch and that’s when his eyes widened, I trailed kisses from his belly up to his neck and I had to slightly push his head to the side so I could reach the side of his neck, I kissed his neck and started to suck a bit leaving a very small hickey when I was satisfied I licked it and continued to trail the kisses across his jaw and finally to his lips and kissed his lips fiercely and he took a while to reply but soon he responded and licked my bottom lip asking for entrance which I granted almost immediately and I felt the smirk at how quickly I responded, I really wanted to roll my eyes at that but my eyes were closed. I was quite comfortable being in control, but bloody men had to always be in dominance or control, Daryl quickly rolled us to my side of the bed so he was on top of me, my hands rested on his chest, which he didn’t want, he somehow took both of my hands in his right hand, whilst leaning on his left hand or arm for balance so he didn’t fall on me and hurt or squish me, and he threw my hands above my head and kept them there with his right hand, he never broke the kiss throughout the whole thing after a while we broke apart, breathing heavily, I was moving around trying to get out from underneath him and he then groaned and said, “Stop moving”

I gave him a quizzical look but then I felt his extremely hard little friend and it was finally my turn to smirk, I tried to push him off me when he released my hands but nope, he had other plans he gave me three hickeys and managed to find my sweet spot so when he was making one of the hickeys I kept moaning, he admired his work and then again I tried to get up, “Daryl” I said my voice were husky from being too aroused I guess, “Please can I get up?”

“What no birthday sex?” he said with a wink. i blushed and I did plan on letting him have his way with me but not in the morning. 

“Maybe later Dare” I said, kissing him and finally pushing him off of me.

I sat in the lounge, waiting for him to finish showering so I could shower, but in the meantime I organised a feast for his birthday dinner, I invited Patricia and Bob, Merle and whatever bint he decided to bring and a couple of “friends”, more like acquaintances, I was thinking of inviting Rick, but he was an officer who didn’t like Merle like at all, so I decided to invite Philip and Tom.

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