A sad little smile tugged on her lips. "For him I really am just convenient. Someone to make him feel better. An ego stroke. I know if the one he really wanted ever suddenly wanted him back, he'd be gone without a second thought."

Why was she talking about this now? "Can you do something for me? Can you just kiss me again? Kiss me again help me forget?"

His heart went to his throat when she admitted that. Why didn't matter, but the honesty was there. It was deep and it was so sad.

"That I can do," he said kissing her with one hand on her cheek and the other wrapped around her naked for, pressing her to him. He planned to do a lot more than kiss her to make her forget. He'd make her feel like the sexiest woman he'd ever known, which she was pretty close to being.

At first, she kissed him in relief but it didn't take long for her kisses to grow more passionate. He could have been completely homely, which he wasn't. Not even close. He could have smelled or had a beer gut or a back covered in hair and she still would have loved him a little bit in that moment. She never really understood that whole spring/autumn thing before but she was starting to understand that now. Or maybe it was just Dale.

He really wasn't all that distracted by his own physical imperfections at that moment. Sure he had white chest hair, but he'd had that before the walkers started roaming. He wasn't the fittest man ever, but he had lost weight since this all had happened. She seemed to be passionate about him no matter what he looked like, they were sharing something deeper now.

His hands were more daring than he'd imagined he could be. They roamed up and gently caressed her breast, thumb flicking over a nipple. If he could get her to moan he'd know it was time to do a bit more than kiss.

If he was seeking out a moan he was going about it the right way. Jessika weakly moaned against his kiss as her legs shifted out from under him and wrapped around his waist. It let her pull him closer while opening herself up for him. She didn't even mind the rub of his pants rubbing against her. Any friction was welcome.

Any friction wouldn't do. That wasn't what she deserved. His hand slipped down between them and between her thighs. He kept kissing her even as two fingers started to tease her. He was going to make this the most memorable experience she ever had, even if he had to deny himself for hours to do it.

At the feel of his fingers, her lips tore from his in a gasp as she threw her head back. She was more than a little excited and even the slightest touch sent a jolt through her. Very intense but fleeting. A second later her mouth was back on his, exploring his tongue with her own. Her hands grew impatient for more of his flesh against hers so she pulled his shirt up and tossed his hat aside.

He removed his hand only long enough to take his shirt off. He went right back to fingering her, but he didn't kiss her. Instead moving his mouth down and gently taking a nipple into his mouth. He kissed at it, sucking to give her more pleasure. He used his free hand to push her back, wanting her on her back so he could have full contact with her body.

Her hand thread into his hair, gently pulling when he did something she really liked. "Ahh... there." She whispered inbetween shallow rapid breathing. Though she really didn't need her to direct him. There was something to be said about a man with more experience. He knew what his was doing. He knew just the right amount of suction, tongue and teeth on her nipple to make her toes curl. His fingers between her thighs played her like a fiddle. She even started moving her hips in a circle motion and humping hand.

He'd had some practice. Never too much in one spot and variety was the key to success.

"Do you mind if I, huh," he said not really sure what the kids were calling it these days. His eyes flickered down then he backed back up at her with a suggestive wag of his brows. He wondered if she'd ever had a guy do that before her or at least do it well.

The eyebrow wagging made her giggle. "You want to..." She wags her eyebrows back at him teasingly, "huh?"

Pulling him back up to her lips briefly, she kissed him deeply to qualm the levity a bit. "Please..." She whispered against his mouth while one of her devilish little hands rubbed him through the front of his pants. Of course she didn't mind if he wanted to taste her. She'd already learned how talented his mouth was.

On second though the eyebrow wag did look quiet silly, but she didn't seem completely turned off by it.

The sound of her gentle please made him shiver. He kissed down her stomach and licked at her belly button slowly. He spread her legs before pressing her tongue against her womanhood. He licked then swirled his tongue, listening with a keen ear for what she liked.

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