Suddenly...Gone

Chapter 13

"Maybe we should go..." was all Daryl got out before Emma answered quickly, "Yes...the bedroom."

Emma got up off Daryl's lap, and together they went into her room. Daryl swore a silent vow that no matter what he wasn't going to let anything interrupt them this time. He drew Emma back into his arms as they stood next to the bed. He just held onto her for a little bit, smiling as he felt her heart beating rapidly in her chest. His was doing the same.

Emma brought her hands up between them and starting to unbutton Daryl's shirt. She pushed it off his shoulders, and it fell to the floor instantly forgotten. The fingers of her left hand traced the devil tattoo on his biceps.

Her gentle touch on his arm made him want her to touch him everywhere. His light blue eyes darkened with hunger as they met her smiling ones. Daryl pushed her back towards the bed, and when Emma's legs hit the edge of the mattress, she stopped. Their lips met again as they couldn't get enough of tasting each other. Daryl was the one this time that pulled Emma's shirt over her head, and Emma let her loose bra just slip off.

She sat down on the bed scooting backward until she reached the pillows. Daryl followed Emma every inch, never taking his eyes off her as they both slowly lay down on the bed. Their lips touched, their tongues clashed, and Daryl's hands roamed all over her.

Daryl had never touched a body like hers before. It was sheer perfection to him. She wasn't stick thin like so many girls were, she had curves in all the right places. His hands were tentative at first but then grew more confident as he realized Emma wanted this as much as he did. He squeezed and massaged her breasts as Emma lightly moaned next to him. He took it further and rubbed her pert nipple between his fingers and Emma moaned even louder. He had never tried to be gentle with a girl before, and he found he really loved it.

"She has the best fuckin' tits I've ever seen or touched," he thought to himself. "She belongs in Playboy with this body. She has my dick so hard, it's 'bout to explode and I ain't even in her yet. Fuck."

He let his lips travel down her body until they stopped at her breast. His eyes briefly met hers before he turned his attention back to her luscious breast. Daryl used his tongue first to taste her nipple, and then his whole mouth descended upon it. Emma arched her back as tiny little shocks flowed through her entire body. All Emma could think about was that she wanted his mouth everywhere on her body.

Emma wondered what was happening to her. No one had ever made her feel this way before. Sure she had enjoyed sex before, and the act of of always turned her on, but this was different. It was almost like she was on fire with all of her nerve endings were alive at the same time. It was so intense, and he had barely started to touch her, what would happen when he really did? Emma wanted more, so much more from him right then, but she also did not want his mouth to leave her breast. It just felt so damn incredible.

"Like?" he asked in a deep growl.

"Oh God...yes. Don't stop...not yet," she moaned.

Hearing the desire in her voice excited Daryl even more. His mouth continued to control her left breast, so he brought his hand up to squeeze her right. Emma was practically writhing on the bed next to him. Eventually, his hand left her breast and skimmed down her stomach to the top of her jeans. One handed he popped the button and slowly lowered the zipper.

His mouth released her breast and kissed the valley between them, before starting to travel down her body. Emma instantly felt the loss and wanted to cry out, until it registered in her lust filled brain that he was going to take her pants off. If she could have wished them instantly away, she would have.