*mature content*
The perp looked at Danny, "you've got a pretty wife. I bet she's slept with only you. It'd be a pity to change that."
"What did you say?" Danny was always mad when someone threatened his family, especially the love of his life. "What did you just say?"
Outside the box, his partner and Sargent could hear the commotion, prompting them to see what had happened.
Jackie was there first, "Danny!" She pulled him off of the the perp, just as Gormley walked in.
"Reagan, my office."
Danny rolled his eyes, he knew what was coming.
Linda came down the stairs just as Danny was coming through the front door. "Hey, you're home early. Everything okay?"
"I got suspended." Danny plopped down on the couch, wondering how awful the IAB interview would be.
"Why?" She sat on the couch next to him. Her long blonde hair was messily thrown into a bun. Judging by her jeans and checked shirt, Danny figured she had been cleaning the whole house.
"A perp threatened to rape you." He looked to his wife, her face unreadable. "On tape. Unfortunately, me defending you is also on tape." He put his hands over his face and groaned, tilting his head back.
Linda looked down at the rag in her hands. Without moving her head, she glanced at her husband. "Thank you."
He removed his hands and looked at her, smiling, "for defending you? You're welcome."
Linda kissed him sweetly, until she wanted more. She swiped her tongue across Danny's bottom lip, wanting entrance. He complied right away; as the kisses grew more passionate, Linda swung her leg over Danny's lap and straddled him. She cupped his face with her hands, while he worked on unbuttoning her shirt.
Danny smiled widely when he noticed Linda wasn't wearing a bra- she usually did that when she was home all day. He was about to cup her beautiful breasts when she grabbed his wrists. She guided them behind her, linking them together.
"Not today, Reagan," Linda whispered in his ear. She necked him, and he grabbed her butt. She started to unbutton the pearly white circles, leaving opened mouth kissed behind. Once all the buttons were undone, Linda kissed Danny right above his belt. She flattened her tongue on his skin, and, in a straight line, glided her tongue up to his neck. When she reached his neck, she tilted her head, going sideways to his ear.
Linda nibbled his ear and whispered sweet nothings, all the while undoing his pants.
Danny closed his eyes, he loved it when Linda, seemingly randomly, decided to be a vixen. He frowned when she got off him, then immediately smiled when he saw her kneeling on the floor.
Linda slowly pulled the detective's pants down to the floor, gloating to herself. She grabbed Danny through his underwear, administrating the familiar moves.
It didn't matter how many times Linda had given Danny the same, or variations of the same, teasings over the years. He loved every second of every single one of them.
When Danny shifted uncomfortably, wishing his underwear was nonexistent, Linda stopped. She stood up, her shirt still open, and she pulled Danny up with her. She kissed him on the lips, nipping at his bottom lip. She slowly pulled away, letting the lip stretch a bit before letting go.
Linda smiled sexily at her husband, before slowly sinking to her knees again. She pulled his underwear down, and teased him some more. She was relentless in her performance, using her hands, mouth, tongue, and even throwing in some teeth.
Some time later, Linda and Danny walked upstairs to take a much-needed shower.
"Where'd you learn that?" Danny wondered, turning on the hot water.
"I don't know. It just... happened." Linda shrugged as she slid her shirt off her arms, "it was good, though, right?"
"Definitely."
"One good thing that comes from you being suspended is the fact that we can have sex during the middle of the day."
"That's a very good thing." He pulled Linda into the shower, where he'd give her as much love as she gave him.
