missing scene from Growing Boys. Smutty*
"I do love you, you know that, right?" Danny told Linda as they got ready for bed that night.
"What?"
"More than Maryanne... a lot more."
"I know... it was just... you got me so mad, paying more attention to the case than to me. I was..."
"Jealous?" Danny smirked a little.
Linda nodded, ashamed of herself.
"It's okay. It was kinda cute actually... you being insanely jealous. You know I only have eyes for you."
"I know. She's just..." Linda grunted in frustration. "I was wrong to be jealous. It's just... I knew you two were pretty hot and heavy, and I... I guess I wonder if I could ever be as good as her." She turned her face away from her husband, kicking herself for revealing one of her worries.
"Linda," Danny put his arm around her shoulders, "you're better than her. Sure, it was fun while it lasted, but you're the only one for me."
"Really?" She looked at him.
"Really really."
The blonde laid her head on his shoulder, happy to be his.
"Y'know, I might just have to punish you for being so jealous."
"You still want to?" She looked at his hazel eyes.
"Oh, I always want to."
Linda smiled, "then go ahead. Make my day."
Danny smirked and kissed her sweetly. He swiped his tongue over her lip, giving her the tingles she loved. Once she opened her mouth, his tongue went to town. It explored all the familiar nooks and crannies, not caring how well he knew them. Each time they made out/had sex was like a new discovery had been made. It wasn't the hot, lustful sex they had before the kids were born, and a few years afterwards. It was more of a comfortable, welcoming thing- like an old blanket or an old easy chair, each slouch or cuddle bringing a smile, a new memory. It was nice, relaxing, peaceful, and... just absolutely wonderful.
Danny's lips moved down to Linda's neck, his hands sneaking up her shirt. He moved his hands across her smooth stomach, every now and then skimming the edge of her bra. He pulled back just enough to take the offense shirt off his wife's perfect skin, smirking when she whimpered. Kissing her again, he stroked her back, avoiding the dark blue fabric that covered her beautiful breasts for as long as he could.
Linda closed her eyes and leaned into Danny, the slight buzzing in her brain getting louder. She smiled when Danny's finger slid between the band of her bra and her skin. She sighed contentedly when the fabric fell from her back.
The detective backed away just enough to remove the satin material from his wife's body. The devilish look that usually adorned his face during intercourse was front and center as Danny's mouth descended on Linda's left breast.
She leaned back on her elbows, well aware of the wetness in her panties. She arched her back involuntarily, thrusting her breasts up in the air... and her husband's face.
Danny took that as sign to go faster, harder, so he did. He took his other hand and pinched her right nipple, slightly tugging. He swirled his tongue around the areola and to the very tip of the nipple. He switched breasts after a few moments, wanting to Love every inch of her skin.
Linda was getting frustrated with the pace Danny was taking. Yes, it was nothing but wonderful and amazing, but she wanted- sheneeded- so much more. She ground her hips against him, needing to feel him.
"A little impatient, are we?" Danny teased, loving how Linda still wanted the fast paced, primal, instinctual sex. Still not like it used to be, but still oh-so-Good.
The blonde only moaned, her panties and thighs wet with anticipation. She reached up and pulled Danny's shirt over his head, then raked her nails over his muscles. "Doesn't punishment usually involve some sorta spanking?" She asked in the most innocent voice she could muster.
Danny gave a low growl and reached down to the button of her pants. He pulled them off, discarding them on the floor. He sat on the bed and tugged Linda to him, laying them down. He kissed her teasingly, nipping at her lip while his hand moved across her round butt.
Linda jumped when Danny's hand collided with her butt, a little moan escaping her lips. His hand made contact again and again, each time pushing Linda closer to the edge.
Nibbling his ear, and with all the voice she had left, the blonde whispered, "you're wearing too many clothes." She pushed herself off him, kissing his neck. Linda left kisses on his torso, her tongue following the toned muscles. She took the jeans off, only somewhat surprised by her husband's tight underwear. "That's better."
Danny smiled at ran his hand over Linda's butt and thigh. He grabbed her underwear and pulled it down to her knees.
"That's better still." She sexily stated, sitting on her bum to rid of the pink panties. She leaned against the pillows, her legs spread, desperately thirsty for her big, strong detective.
Danny smirked and shucked his underwear off. He crawled over to Linda, kissing her lips while stroking her thighs. He kissed, licked, and bit his way down her body, intentionally avoiding where she wanted him most.
Linda felt the heat rise in her body, and the world fade away. A single moan escaped her lips before her body shook with pleasure.
"Hmm..." Linda mused, her head on Danny's shoulder hours later, "maybe I should get jealous more often."
Danny just laughed, "I love you."
"I love you, too..." she kissed his cheek, so very happy that they found each other all those years ago.
