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Daryl's Irish Destiny

A Request

Holding her eyes, he lowered his mouth to the gentle slope of her breasts above the sweetheart neckline of her dress and he rubbed his whiskers there, sending shivers and gooseflesh in every direction. He held her eyes still and then licked the valley between her breasts and nibbled on the swell of her breast. Niamh moaned and arched her back, her head thrown back at the sensation. Daryl grasped the edge of her neckline and pulled down, catching the edge of her bra and continuing to pull the fabric down until a breast popped free.

He filled his mouth with her soft flesh and the incredibly hard nipple he found. He sucked firmly on the nipple then rolled it between his lips while Niamh thrashed under his ministrations. A memory of his fantasy from a few nights ago when he imagined her doing just this came unbidden to his mind and he was suddenly painfully hard. He pressed his groin against her thigh so she could feel him while he suckled on her pretty pink nipple. His hands stroked down her sides, caressing her body through her dress.

She went stiff all of a sudden, completely rigid in his arms. He pulled back to look at her face. “You okay?” She was red-faced and panting but her eyes had a glitter of fear and worry. “I’s ok, Niamh. We can stop if its too much fer ya.” He stroked his large hand over her silky red tresses, trying to calm and soothe her. She gulped and tried to find her voice. “S.s..sorry.” She began. “Shhhh. S’ok. We can stop. I’ll go back ta th’ hotel if I’m scarin’ ya.”

“No.” she was quick to respond. “I don’t want to stop. I just need…to slow down. Is that all right?”

“Of course, sugar. We can go as slow as ya like. Molasses in January. You can lead. Tell me whatcha want. Whatcha wanna do, whatcha wan’ me ta do.” He kissed her gently on her kiss swollen lips. “Yer in charge.” Niamh gulped and sat up on the sofa beside him. She suddenly felt bold again, comfortable even.

“C’mon.” she said and pulled Daryl by the hand to get him to stand. He let her lead him toward the door, expecting her to hand him his jacket and say good night. He’d got much further with her than he expected to so he couldn’t complain. No means no, no matter how much his dick would be protesting. But she surprised him and led him up the stairs instead of to the door. His heart pounded with joy for the hope he felt. “Ya sure, sugar?” He asked. She turned to look at him, her red hair a silky curly curtain around her face, tousled and wild. “I’m in charge?” she asked. “One hundred percent.” He affirmed. “C’mon then.” She led him upstairs and directly into her room, closing the door firmly behind them.

He sat on the edge of her bed, waiting for her to tell him where she wanted him and what she wanted him to do. He was in new territory here and although the pace was killing him, he was so turned on and keenly interested in what happened next, he had no desire to rush her. She stood for a minute, staring at him as he sat on her bed, in her room where she had fantasized about him earlier in the week. “I’m not ready to have sex with you.” She said suddenly, blunt as could be. Daryl’s face showed his surprise but he tried to control his disappointment. She came to stand in front of him, between his knees, her hands reaching behind his neck to bury her fingers in his long hair and tilt his head up to make his eyes meet hers.

“Ok.” Was all he said. “But, I want to do…things with you. If that’s all right.” Daryl’s interest peaked again. “Anythin’ you wan’, sugar.” Right answer. “I want to look at you. All of you. And touch you. And I want to watch you.” Daryl swallowed suddenly, his throat parched by the white hot imagery her words placed in his heated brain. “Watch me what?” he whispered. She smiled shyly then dropped her eyes to his obvious hard on bursting against the zipper of his jeans. “I want to watch you touch yourself. Make yourself cum.”

Daryl groaned and shut his eyes to retain the mental image of her hot green eyes watching him jerk off and cum for her. “Fuck.” His eyes opened again and focused back on hers. “Can I ask a favour?” he asked, his voice a choked growl. “Yes?” She responded, starting to pant as she could feel the sexual heat rolling off him in waves. “Can ya do th’ same fer me? Make yerself cum while I watch?” Niamh’s eyes dilated further with arousal and she felt a flood of her fluid leak out of her and onto her panties. She nodded, her eyes on his, not trusting she still had a voice to verbally agree to his request.

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Comments

Sweet Jesus carol is amazing!

Loul461 Loul461
12/6/16

So happy when I saw the update at work I just had to read it! And four chapters...bless your heart!! I've been thinking about you of late and when we might hear from you again. Wonderful update as usual, just love Merle, Daryl and Niamh together. And Carol! What an unexpected surprise. Just love her! Can't wait to read more. ;-)

Grimesgirl63 Grimesgirl63
12/6/16

@Tripper
What can I say? I love badass Carol.

Darylfan1969 Darylfan1969
12/6/16

I love the interaction between Merle. Daryl and Niamh, such a good thing got Merle to see what family does for one another.

And wow, this is a new Carol. I look forward to watching her tame the wild beast that is Merle!

Thanks for the awesome update!

Tripper Tripper
12/5/16

4 chapters added.

Darylfan1969 Darylfan1969
12/5/16