Chapter 5: Home

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Inspired by the song: There's A Meeting In My Bedroom by Silk

This story is dedicated to severelybabykryptonite for giving me the challenge of writing this story using this song as an inspiration. Thanks to all who have taken the time to read and leave lovely and encouraging comments. It gave me great pleasure to write this story. I hope you will enjoy it.

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Rick lowered the anchor into the water. He lay down on the bottom of the boat and rested his head on the side of one seat and slung his legs over the other. He looked up and smiled at Michonne. She knew in his eyes that he wanted her to join him and she did just that. She lay next to him. Turned on her side, she rested her head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder. Conrad and Maggie lay at the other end of the boat and calmly went to sleep. In that instance, the boat was their little world. Them, the cat and the lamb floating on the river. All around was quiet with the exception of a few birds chirping in trees on the river banks nearby. As they lay together in each other's arms, they listened to the gentle lapping of water against the boat's hull.

"Rick?", Michonne said, breaking the silence. A dragon fly hovered above them then zipped off.

"Yes my queen.", Rick replied. He gave her a gentle hug. Michonne giggled when he called her his queen. She picked up his hand and threaded her fingers through his.

"Do you feel the same way I feel about you?", she asked looking up at him.

"If you mean by me missing you every second I am away from you? If you mean by me feeling as though I am floating on air when we kiss? If you mean by me thinking about you every second of the day and wanting to be with you? Then yes. All those things and more.", Rick said while he looked deeply into her brown eyes.

She was taken aside by his declaration for she felt the very same way too about him. She could tell he meant every word he said.

"Is that how you feel? Because I am in this for the long haul.", Michonne said with a serious look on her face. She pressed him while driving her point across.

"Yes. I do. I am in this for the long haul too.", Rick said with certainty. With that, she was ready to let him in on her plans.

"I want us to be together, more than anything else in the world.", Michonne said softly and reached up and touched his face. He took her hand and kissed her finger tips.

"So do I. That's why I'm going with you to Chicago.", Rick said.

"Rick...", Michonne began to say. She did not expect him to say that. She got up and sat down on the seat across from him. He too got up and sat down on the other seat. Both were now facing each other square on.

"I'll spend the first month with you, return for a couple of weeks, then fly back. Wash, rinse, repeat.", Rick started saying.

"Rick. Listen. That is sweet of you. But, you really don't have to do that.", Michonne said.

She was flattered that he was willing to travel back and forth just so that they could be together.

"But I want to. Mich, I can't bear being away from you.", Rick said.

"Neither can I baby. But...", Michonne tried to say more, but Rick was insistent on speaking his mind.

"I haven't made arrangements with Sam as yet but I wanted to talk it over with you first.", Rick said cutting in again.

"Rick. Baby. Listen.", Michonne said softly. She reached over and gently placed a finger on his lips.

He stopped talking all together. He could tell by the tone in her voice and the look on her face that it was best he kept quiet and listen. When she was convinced that he was going to listen, she removed her finger from his lips, sat up straight in her seat and said,

"I have already put things in motion for my move back to England...".

The moment it registered, Rick leaped up from his seat and sat next to her and hugged her. The boat rocked vigorously from all the movement. Startled, Michonne screamed out and grabbed onto him to steady herself. It was as if he forgot that they were in a small row boat in the center of a river. Conrad and Maggie snapped their heads up and looked at them, probably wondering what madness was going on.

"You are moving back!", he exclaimed smiling.

He held her hands to his chest. He was ecstatic to hear the news, he barely could contain himself.

"Honey. Let me finish.", Michonne said giving him a warm smile.

By this the boat had stopped rocking and settled down. He silently looked in her eyes and allowed her to speak. He kept holding her hands.

"Also, I've been accepted at the University of London to study Veterinary Medicine. I'll be starting classes in October.", Michonne ended.

Grinning ear to ear, Rick said, "This is great news. Congrats. But, are you sure about this? What about your job and your condo in Chicago?", Rick said.

He was glad she made a decision to move to England, but he wanted to be sure she was ok with it.

"I have already sent in my resignation. I'm putting my condo up for lease. In a couple of weeks, I'll be flying to Chicago to pack up my things and ship a few, put the rest in storage, then come back. I am certain about this. I want to become a vet and I have you to thank for, for helping me come to this realization. I know I'll be happy being a vet for the rest of my life. Above all, I want to be with you.", Michonne said smiling.

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The rain fell steadily for two hours without letting up. It had gotten quite dark outside. It was as if a grey veil had been stretched across the sky. Heavy rain drops danced on the rooftop, on the deck, and on the trees. Like a waterfall, it cascaded down the lengths of the window panes. Their sounds lulled Maggie and Conrad to sleep. Soundly they slept before a lit fireplace on an oversized plush cushion in the living room. Meanwhile, in the master bedroom, low sounds of a man and a woman making love could be heard in the hallway just beyond closed door.

"Oh Rick. Hmm. Ohhhh..", Michonne mewed. Laying naked on her back, Rick was on top of her and between her thighs. Her legs, bent at the knees were wrapped about his waist. His cheek was pressed to hers. He listened to her say his name softly in his ear. Music played in low tones in the background. There's A Meeting In My Bedroom by Silk played. Lit candles on the vanity and on the night tables gave the dark room a warm romantic glow. He raised his head and looked at her. He saw that her eyes were closed and her lips were slightly parted. With slow, deep, determined strokes, he moved in and out of her warm, wet vagina. While he rocked his hips back and forth, wave like rhythmic contractions of her inner walls caressed his hard cock. Every stroke he made, though slow, were measured and deep. In and out he moved and every time he drove back in, filling her up with his large meaty rod all the way to the hilt, she moaned softly. Her body stretched to accommodate his length and girth. His bulbous tip penetrated her cervix and entered her womb, for he was larger than the average man. At first, he considered this, and wondered if she would be able to handle him. He soon discovered that she could.

He gradually increased his speed. He could feel her responding. Favourably. She too moved her hips back and forth, matching his strokes at the same speed and rhythm. He pounded into her harder and faster without holding back. Pound for pound, flesh for flesh, she welcomed it. So much so, she rolled her hips and gave sweet circular motions on him while he moved. This sent him wild. Her sensual motions brought new undiscovered feelings to the fore. His eyes widened. Then, he closed them tight and willed himself to not ejaculate. For he wanted this feeling to never end. He then slowed himself down and went back to making long, slow strokes.

Opening his eyes again, he took time out to cup her breasts. With one hand, he squeezed and groped them while he cradled the back of her head with the other. Her round, firm, womanly globes were soft and warm. He wanted to taste them. First he kissed them softly. Then, he licked them, focusing on her nipples which were already hard as erasers. One by one, he covered a teat with his mouth and sucked. She moaned when he did this for his sucking action in tandem with his pistoning cock, sent powerful sensations to her womb, causing her to secrete more thick juices from her vagina. His cock and testacles became coated in her cum.

Never had he been with a woman who moved the way she did and made him feel the way he did. She was wet, the sheets were soaked and he loved it. The sounds she made were sexy and sweet. Her body felt soft, warm and inviting. He felt like he was at home.

Looking deeply into each other's eyes, they saw love. They kissed and while they kissed, they closed their eyes. Breaking away from her soft, sweet, delectable lips, Rick pressed his cheek to hers. She reached up and combed her slender fingers through his hair and grabbed hold of his silky locks. His body covered hers while he pounded her. Her heels dug into his buttocks and urged him on even more. She felt an orgasm build up. Her walls contracted about him, then, he came. He spewed his seed forth and she climaxed. She bit her bottom lip and moaned in his ear. Although he was wearing a condom, she could feel his warm juices collect at its reservoir tip.

He pulled out, rolled off of her and onto his side. He reached out and she shifted over to him, placing her head on his chest, their legs intertwined. His cock still throbbed at its base. They held each other for a while, not saying a word. When their energies finally returned, Rick felt her body shudder. Placing his finger under her chin, he gently tilted her head up and saw that there were tears in her eyes.

"What's wrong? Did I hurt you?", Rick asked. His voice climbed. He wondered if he was too rough.

"No. You were perfect. In fact too...perfect.", Michonne said wiping her eyes.

"Too perfect? What do you mean?", Rick asked, confused.

"I mean.. how can I explain this. The way you made love to me, I felt things I've never felt before. You took me to a high place, so high that when I came, I came hard, for the first time ever. Maybe it's hormones, but, after that, I couldn't stop the waterworks.", Michonne said.

"Oh Michonne.", Rick said and hugged her tighter.

"The things you did, I've never felt this way before.", Rick added.

"Really?", Michonne said.

"Yeah. This is the first time I can say I had a cock work out.", Rick said.

"Cock work out? Shut up. You're making that up.", Michonne said and laughed.

"No. Really. I've never had such a powerful orgasm before. It felt as if my dick was going to pop right off.", Rick said.

"Ouch.", Michonne said. She imagined his cock like a rocket launching from its base and flying out to space.

"It didn't hurt, you silly girl.", Rick chuckled and tickled her sides.

Squealing and laughing out loud, she rolled onto her back. She felt a chill from a damp spot on the sheet. She arched her back and groaned.

"What's the matter?", Rick said smiling.

"Never mind.", she said.

"No, tell me.", Rick insisted.

"This is embarrassing. I left a huge wet spot.", Michonne said and covered her face with her hand.

"Oh Mich. That doesn't bother me.", Rick said and hugged her.

"But that much?", Michonne said looking over her shoulder at the spot behind her.

"What are you talking about? I love when you are wet. It turns me on.", Rick said and flipped her on her back, parted her legs and buried his face in her mound. He could see that she was still wet and sucked and licked her folds. He moaned as he did so. She gasped, closed her eyes and mewed.

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