mature content up ahead*

The first thoughts Danny Reagan has that morning were, great. A migraine. And why is my chest wet? His thoughts immediately went to memories of the previous night. He smiled, knowing that both he and his wife would have to hide some serious bruises and scratches. He ran a hand down his wife's side, realizing that the wetness on his chest was her drool.

Danny sighed as he remembered the first time Linda had drooled on him. She had been babysitting Jamie, and had fallen asleep. Danny woke her up, only long enough to have a short conversation. She had fallen asleep, her head on his shoulder. In the morning, she apologized again and again for getting her spit on his shirt. If he had thought of it then, he would've answered, "we exchange spit all the time, why are you worried?"

While Linda found her drooling embarrassing, Danny found it cute and endearing. There was just something about a sexy lady like his wife, sleeping with her mouth opened, drool trickling down the side of her mouth.

Linda rolled off Danny, then rolled on her side, the blanket sliding off her chest. She moved her arm, covering her breasts.

Danny furrowed his brow, I wonder if I could move her arm... he did, and she slid it back. He frowned and moved it again, her arm covering herself once more. He quietly growled, moving her arm completely behind her.

Completely awake, Linda rolled on her back, and stretched, making her chest rise. With her eyes closed, she simply stated, "if you wanted a better view, all you had to do was ask."

"Why you..." Danny pretended to be mad at her, making her giggle.

"Go ahead." Linda wiggled into a stretch, enticing Danny.

He bit his lip, then moved so he was hovering over his wife. He kissed her lips heartily, before moving his lips to her neck. He left a few more sizable hickeys, the need to feel her rising fast.

Linda gasped when Danny's mouth found her breast, he roughly nipped her nipple, tempting her melodious moans from her lips. In her arousal, Linda kicked the blankets off, the cold air beckoning goosebumps to form on her skin.

"Danny," Linda moaned while her husband worked on her other breast. It felt like he would tear her nipple off completely. She felt her body getting cold, something that happened to her when she gets turned on. She never understood why, but she didn't care. Almost as if it were a reflex, her hand shot down and grabbed her husband.

Danny's teeth sunk into her breast, his fists clenching. He moaned as she moved her hand back and forth, all the while squeezing him. She rolled them over, kissing his chest. She trailed kisses down to her hand, expertly teasing her husband.

Linda was encouraged by Danny's guttural groans of pleasure; she let her nose brush against him, purposely letting out her hot breath.

For sure Danny thought he was going to die. He was desperate to feel Linda on him, her hot breath wasn't helping him stay calm. "Linda..." He breathed out, practically begging her.

"Mm-mm." She shook her head, rubbing her nose and lips against him.

"Why?"

"Payback... I'm gonna make you come so hard, you won't know what hit you."

Danny nearly whined, tilting his head back. He let out a contented sigh when Linda finally stopped teasing him. He smiled as she repeated her usual movements.

Linda glanced up at her husband, smiling internally. In just a few moments, she was going to shake things up.

Danny's breath hitched in his throat when he felt Linda lightly bite down and slowly pulled back, her teeth raking his skin. He wasn't sure what he had murmured, if anything, he just knew Linda was driving him insane.

Linda continued her teeth-raking, even through her husband's high. She came back up to his face, and kissed him feverishly.

Without breaking contact, Danny led Linda to the bathroom, where he'd get his revenge.