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Taking his wife's hand he led her to the dance floor, placing his hands low on her waist he pulled her close to him as her hands snaked around his neck.

Swaying softly to the music and lyrics of the love song that was filling the air he couldn't believe how lucky he was, he was married to the one woman he wasn't ashamed to say had converted him from the NYPD's resident playboy to the husband of a country girl from Montana.

"Plane leaves first thing tomorrow" he whispered to her as her head rested in the crook of his neck.

"You still haven't told me where we're going" she whined, shifting to look up at him.

"And I'm not going to tell you either, it's a surprise, pretty much like your dress, which by the way looks fantastic" he leant down to kiss her lips tenderly and slowly, savoring the taste of her.

"I thought it looked a little country and a little modern, and the lace hides the bump" she teased.

So far they were the only one's who could see the tiny bump, but maybe that was because they were the only one's who knew she was pregnant.

The rest of the night passed by in a mixture of dancing and the odd dodgy hit coming from the DJ who spoke with his mouth too close to the microphone making it virtually impossible to tell what he was saying.

A few of their guests had left relatively early due to family and work commitments, only the odd member of the crime lab were still lurking around, Stella and Flack were once again tangled in each others mouths. "Do you think if we threw a bucket of water on them, they'd even notice?" Lindsay asked from the doorway of the now empty room, so far the couple making out hadn't noticed when the DJ had stopped playing and the room had sub sequentially emptied of both rubbish and people.

"Just turn the lights off Montana, leave em to it, I want to make up for missing you last night" he whispered in her hair, causing a shiver down her spine.

Flicking the light off, they crossed the street and climbed into the hired wedding car and headed for the hotel nearest the airport in order for their early morning flight.

Lindsay locked eyes with Danny's as he lay on the bed waiting for her to strip her dress off, he was already naked save for his boxers, and pretty soon they'd have to come off, the fabric was strained against his erection as she slowly unzipped the dress from the side, a small and seductive smile etched onto her lips.

The dress parted leaving her clad in a white strapless corset attached to silk white thongs and suspenders holding the opaque stockings onto her legs. Hanging the dress over the back of the chair she slipped her shoes off her feet and crawled up the bed towards him, placing a teasing and lingering kiss on his lips before she straddled him and pushed herself up against his clothed erection. His hands snaked around her waist in an effort to pull her closer to him.

"Linds, you are wearing too many clothes" he whispered as he flipped her over gently onto her back, unclipping the stockings he rolled them down her legs softly kissing her inner thighs as he did so, biting her through the silk material he could feel how wet she was through the fabric as her hips shot up at his touch.

Easing her up into his lap he kissed her passionately their tongues doing a battle for dominance he began unfastening the corset that was blocking her upper body from sight and touch. Pulling it away from her body she was left only wearing the silk white thong, lying her back down on the bed, he kissed his way down her neck and nibbled on her collar bone, her hands fisted in his hair as his mouth and tongue worked their way around her semi naked body.

Taking a hardened nipple in his mouth he began a mixture of licking, sucking and biting, his hands reaching inside her pants and caressing her wet centre, his fingers slipping in and out of her wet folds and she moved her hips to his rhythm.

"Danny" she rasped as she pulled his head back up to her lips "Fuck me" she breathed against his lips. Her voice laced with lust and desire. Pulling his boxers down and throwing them on the floor, he reached up for her thongs where they quickly followed landing on the dresser.

Easing himself over her body he kissed her passionately, and then reached down to kiss her stomach, moving up he slid himself slowly into her and stilled to allow her to adjust to him. Thrusting forward as her hips bucked onto him he stroked her hair away from her face "You're beautiful" he whispered.

His eyes closed in delight as her pussy tightened around his cock, pulling him into her as he thrust out.

He could feel his arms shaking as they neared their own orgasms, picking up speed he pumped harder and faster into her, feeling her lose control below him, her hands grabbing on to his ass as he moved, he lowered his head and took her mouth in his as they swallowed each other's moan of delight and enjoyment. "That just gets better and better" she whispered as they lay entangled in each other, the sweat from their passionate love making cooling their bodies in the heat of the room.

"Mmmmm, I know" he whispered back "I think we definitely woke the neighbors" he laughed quietly "We have to be up in four hours" he moaned to her, instantly regretting the early flight he had booked to take them to the northernmost tip of Sweden. One of Europe's last wildernesses. He had chosen it for their honeymoon after crossing the webpage while researching info on a suspect. The picture of the house he had seen looked like a fairytale castle set against the back drop of a snowy darkened sky, lit only by the northern lights, which were prominent in the winter.

"Better sleep then Messer" she told him sarcastically.

"Well Messer, you should stop seducing me and let me sleep" he teased back as her head rested on his shoulder.