They stood there for several minutes, catching their breath while Danny held her in his arms. He kissed her shoulder, earning a shaky laugh from her as she wondered if her legs would ever work right again.
“I’ll give you a few more minutes,” he said, pressing a kiss against her other shoulder.
“Before,” she said, having to stop to catch her breath, “what?”
“Before we move on to phase two of my game plan.”
*-*-*-*
“Oh God, Danny, I can’t!”
“Yes,” he growled, bending her over the arm of the small love seat, “you can.”
Holding his erection, he traced the curve of her ass with the tip. She moaned as she wiggled that delectable ass that he’d just spent the last twenty minutes gripping as he’d fucked her against the wall. He should be exhausted. Hell, he shouldn’t even be able to move after the last four hours, but he couldn’t get enough of her.
“You bastard,” she choked out with a groan when he traced the soft skin between her legs.
“So fucking soft,” he growled, licking his lips as he continued to run the head of his cock over her slit and the soft skin protecting his favorite place on earth.
God, he could come just like this, by rubbing the tip of his cock against her. He could-
“Danny,” she bit out, squirming that sweet little ass of hers back and forth, trying to entire him to take more, “if you don’t put that sledgehammer between your legs inside me right now, I will kill you!”
Chuckling, he shifted until the tip of his cock was placed at her wet entrance. So fucking wet…..
He pushed inside, relishing the feel of her juices coating him as he slid inside. He groaned loudly as he dropped his head back and closed his eyes. So fucking good…..
“Now,” he said, licking his lips, “where was I?”
“Stage three,” she gasped, “you were telling me about stage three!”
*-*-*-*
“Stay on your side of the bed,” she mumbled, pretending that she didn’t end that with a whimper as she hugged her Eeyore doll tightly.
Danny chuckled weakly from his side of the bed, the side that she’d sectioned off with five pairs of his socks. “You have nothing to worry about, Tinkerbelle. I can’t move.”
She didn’t believe him, but she didn’t have the energy to say anything. Instead, she hugged Eeyore tighter and closed her eyes, praying for sleep to come and put her out of her misery quickly. She started to drift off when she felt Danny shift next to her. She opened her eyes and waited, but when nothing else happened she closed her eyes.
Within seconds she felt herself start to drift off only to snap them open when she was once again startled awake. She waited, but once again nothing happened. She was just about to close her eyes when she felt him shift beside her, again. Praying that she was imagining things, she hugged Eeyore tightly against her chest and glanced over her shoulder to find him-
Peacefully sleeping on his back with one arm folded behind his head and the other arm lying by his side. Frowning, she shook her head and turned back to close her eyes and-
Turned back around when she felt Danny shift behind her only to find him still lying on his back, sleeping peacefully. Realizing that she was being paranoid, she turned back around only to turn right back around when she felt him shifting behind her again. Once again, he was just lying there and she was being ridiculous.
Shaking her head in disgust, she turned back around, closed her eyes and decided that she was being ridiculous. Settling more comfortably on her side, she slowly exhaled and-
“You bastard!” she gasped when she suddenly found herself being picked up and dropped on top of him.
“Shhhh!” he hissed irritably as he quickly adjusted her until she found herself sprawled out on top of him. “I’m trying to sleep.
“Let me go,” she grumbled, too tired to play this game with him, but his arms locked around her, keeping her in place.
“No.”
“Yes.”
“No.”
“Let me go, you bossy bastard!” she snarled, slapping her hands against his chest and trying to push off him, but the large bastard wouldn’t let her go.
“No,” he mumbled sleepily with a little yawn as he kissed the top of her head, “I’m comfortable.”
She struggled for another minute until finally she gave up and grudgingly dropped her head on his rather surprisingly comfortable chest and closed her eyes. Wow, he really was comfortable, she mused with a sleepy little sigh as she once again started to drift off only to open her eyes when she felt him shift beneath her.
“Sorry,” he muttered sleepily and when he didn’t move after a minute, she closed her eyes and-
Dug her nails into his chest as he slid inside her.
“Oh…..my….God,” she choked out as her body instantly responded to the invasion.
“There,” he said on a satisfied sigh as he pushed all the way inside, “that’s much better.”
And as he palmed her bottom and rocked her on the large erection buried inside her, she had to agree.
*-*-*-*
“Shit,” he whispered, quickly glancing over his shoulder to make sure that he hadn’t woken Tinkerbelle.
When she didn’t move or throw anything at his head, he went back to writing her a quick note explaining why he was abandoning her. He’d promised his mother that he’d meet them for breakfast and he knew that if he didn’t show up that his mother would come knocking on his door, looking for him and waking up Jodi.
As he placed the note on the pillow beside her head, he couldn’t help but feel bad about last night…..and this morning. He’d taken her all night, only allowing her short breaks to catch her breath before he was finding another excuse to take her again. He would have taken her again when the chime from a text message woke him up, but it just seemed cruel so he’d taken a quick shower and got dressed all while he struggled to resist the very tempting woman passed out in his bed.
He regretted leaving her like this, but it was probably for the best, he tried to tell himself. He headed for the door only to curse when his phone started to ring. He grabbed it out of his pocket and fumbled to swipe his finger across the screen before it could wake up Jodi.
“What?” he demanded in a hiss as he headed for the door.
“Where are you?” Aidan asked, sounding bored.
“I’m on my way.”
“Why are you whispering?”