"I've got a condom," he whispered, intelligently dodging my loaded comment. "If that's what you want?"

"That's what I want," I replied shakily, keeping my bare chest melded to his. Stepping back involved revealing myself to him – again – and the thought terrified me – again.

"I love you, Molly," he declared in the darkness. "Every single part of you."

I believed him.

I truly did.

But I was still stiff limbed and unable to physically step away from him.

"I love you, too," I breathed, clinging to his big body for all I was worth.

Keeping his arms wrapped around me, and my chest flush to his, Daryl walked me backwards until my legs hit his bed.

"Spoiler alert –" Daryl paused to push me onto my back, "When it comes to this sexy body of yours, I'm gonna be doing an awful lot of touching and looking, tasting and feeling from here on out." Climbing onto the mattress, he settled between my legs and leaned down to kiss me. "I like to consider it the perks of being your man, Dolly. So, you might as well relax and start getting used to the feeling of having my eyes, hands, and mouth on you."

Well shit…

A little while later, I couldn't form a coherent thought, let alone worry about what I looked like as I writhed and squirmed in illicit pleasure beneath him.

Boy made good on his word.

Hands.

Eyes.

Mouth.

I wanted it all on me.

"Don’t stop," I cried out, pulling and tugging on Daryl's hair as he lapped and suckled at my clit. "Fuck, please don’t stop, D."

"Ain't got no plans on stopping," came his hungered response. "Fuck, you taste so damn good, baby."

My eyes rolled back in my head.

Hearing those dirty words come out of his mouth was too much.

Every time I opened my eyes and looked down at his head between my thighs, the pulsing in my clit increased to the point where my entire body shook with tremors.

Coming hard and fast for the second time in a matter of minutes, I yanked on his poor hair like it was a horse's reins and rocked my hips into his face, riding out the wave of unfathomable bliss ricocheting through every inch of my body.

Like the absolute trooper he was, Daryl worked my body over until I was nothing but a tremoring mess beneath him.

Only then did he resurface, lips finding mine once more, his warm hands fanning the length of my side, gentle caresses that caused a tingling sensation of pleasure to roll through my body.

I couldn't breathe from exhaustion, and still, I wanted nothing more than to open my legs and have him take me with the body part of his choosing, trusting that this boy knew far more about my body than I ever could.

"Molls."

"D."

Breathing hard and ragged, I felt my body move of its own accord, legs falling open to accommodate his narrow hips, my arms coming around his neck, fingers tangling in his dark mess of hair.