Daryl grabbed Beth roughly around the waist and threw her against the wall, the air being pushed from her lungs as he ripped her shirt open. "I need you, now," he growled, biting her neck. Beth moaned as her hands flew to his belt and pulled it free, getting his cock out of his jeans. He was already half hard and she pumped him in her hand. He pushed her hand away and threw her around up against the wall, pulling her hips back. He didn't care that he wasn't fully ready; he slammed into her and growled, gripping her hair, pulling on it as he slammed into her body.
Beth bit her lip as her body arched, her nerves going crazy. God, she loved it when Daryl got rough. He smirked and bit her neck as he slammed into her. Beth gasped, and arched. With her jeans only around her thighs she couldn't spread her legs wide enough so she was impossibly tight and Daryl felt twice as big inside of her. He groaned, tightening his grip on her hair. "Fuck baby," he groaned, building up a punishing rhythm. Beth clawed at the wall, needing something to grab onto. "So fucking tight." Daryl growled and bit her shoulder again, leaving a mark where anyone could see it, especially with the tank tops she insisted on wearing.
She shut her eyes tight, knowing she was going to have bruises and bite marks and couldn't wait to show them off and blush when asked about them. She came around him with a scream, her body clenching around him. Daryl growled and emptied himself into her, his fingers bruising her skin as his hips slammed forward one last time. He gently eased them to the ground and pulled her into his lap. "I love it when you get rough," she whispered, her breathing harsh.
He smirked and kissed her head. "Oh, I know."
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Beth and Daryl: Mature Stories💕👌🏽🤘🏾
RomanceDifferent Scenarios of Hard Passion and love between our very own Waking Dead Characters Beth Greene and Daryl Dixon❤ Also I do not own of these stories, I just find them and want to share them from the internet. Credit goes to the BETHYL Fanz and...
