"You are so fine." Danny held his chest as Lacey made her way down the stairs into their shared living room.
Lacey chose a super flirty little black dress, sleeveless with a flared skirt and a gold zipper in the front that spanned the entire length of the dress. Lacey had long legs and intended to show them off. She chose black heeled booties to go with it.
"You're not so bad yourself." Lacey smiled as she slid her leather jacket on.
Danny's ensemble weirdly complimented hers: oxblood pants and black boots. His shirt was only tucked in the front, black with flowers lazily patterned all over. He had several necklaces on and a ring for every finger. She had no idea how eclectic his fashion sense was when he wasn't wearing tights and sweats.
Danny walked out the front door and shut it behind him. Lacey squinted in confusion, was he mad about something? He hadn't even said anything, was their uber here? Just as she was about to investigate she heard a knock.
Lacey opened the door to find Danny on the other side holding a bouquet of flowers. She couldn't help her smile.
"You're such a dork." Lacey laughed and pulled him in for a kiss.
"I'm doing this date properly." He smiled against her mouth, "Ready?"
"Well not anymore!" Lacey pulled the flowers from his hands in mock frustration, "Now I've gotta go try to force these dying flowers to stay pretty for me before we can go!" She took off to put the flowers in water.
Danny remained standing by the door, hands behind his back respectfully.
"Where are we going?" Lacey asked excitedly when she finally returned.
"A favorite spot of mine."
"Oh so you're taking me where you take all your girls then? Original."
"You're not very nice to me." Danny scolded her playfully, "I'm taking you to my favorite spot—"
"So you haven't brought Regina there?"
Danny just stuck his bottom lip out in defeat.
"Okay, okay, I'll go with it." Lacey pulled him out the door and the pair waited at the curb for their ride.
During the drive, Lacey's phone rang non-stop.
"Yes, I can talk—okay—is that your best offer because I know my client will not approve that. I understand that but I'm telling you now, you need to get your client to come way up—yes, I'll submit it now. Call you back."
Lacey scrolled though her phone and called another number.
"Lacey Porter. Offer on Battery Park, one point two. I did tell them that—yes I did—I understand. Two one? That's a bit high—I realize that. Yes. Okay. Call you back."
Lacey glanced over at Danny who was quietly watching her work a deal.
"Lacey Porter. Counter is two one. Well, I tried to warn you, now you've insulted him. Looking for your final now, my client is not playing around. Two? Call you back."
As Lacey called her client back Danny's mind wandered to their lifestyles. This was Lacey, working on a Friday night while trying to be on what would likely be a very rare night out for them.
His mom had done this to him his whole life. Was he okay with this? Was this why he was so drawn to her? Maybe he just had mommy issues. Was he ready for kids?
"It's a deal at two. Send my assistant the information within the hour and it's yours."
Lacey tucked her phone back into her bra.
"Sorry about that."
"Good news?"
"I sold a condemned building for two million, I'd say yes."
"Wow, so how does that work? How do you get paid?"
"I sold it, so my seller gives me a percentage of the sale. In this case, about twenty grand."
Danny eyes got huge, "Seriously? How much time went into it?"
"Well, like I said, Clara's my day job and selling real estate is just every waking minute outside of that. This property took two weeks to move."
"Wow."
"Anyway, I'm sorry, I'm all yours now—" Lacey's phone rang again, "Excuse me. Hey Whit. It did? Excellent, thank you. Yes please. Good, we're on a date right now actually. Okay, I will. Bye bye." Lacey hung up again, "Whitney says hi."
Danny remained pretty reserved and quiet for the rest of the ride. He pulled Lacey's hand into his at some point and just massaged it as he looked out the window.
As they pulled up to their destination, the two exited and straightened out their outfits. Lacey stopped Danny from continuing on to open the door.
"Hey, listen, I'm sorry about working. Phone's silenced now, except for Clara's friend's mom, you know—"
"It's okay." Danny lied, "We're here now." He held the door open for her, deciding to just let it go.
One of Danny's favorite spots was a place called The Dance Barre. Despite it's cute word play, the spot wasn't filled with uptight Karen's reminiscing about their childhood ballet failures. Lacey noted current music and a much larger area for dancing.
"Drink?" Danny asked as he slid them over toward the bar and signaled for the bartender.
"Sure, beer me. Any kind."
"Beer, really?"
"Is that okay?"
"No, yeah—I just—"
"Expected me to order like a lemon drop or something?"
"Two Märzen please." Danny asked the bartender, paid and left a sizable tip.
"Thank you." Lacey tipped her glass against Danny's and took a healthy sip.
"You like that."
Danny watched her in wonder, swooping in to collect the drop that splashed onto her bottom lip with his own mouth. Lacey kissed him back happily, their lips releasing each other's with a soft pop.
They finished their first drinks relatively quickly, Danny hoping that the liquid courage would help him for phase two.
"Dance with me?"
Lacey looked around at all of the amazing dancers, reluctant to join them. Danny knew there would be hesitation so he pulled her glass from her hand and led her onto the dance floor without waiting for her answer.
"I didn't say yes." Lacey said into his ear, the only way he'd hear her over the music.
Danny was already dancing, taking her hands and pulling her against him so she'd hear him this time.
"It's too loud to talk, all you can do now is feel." He said in the sexiest voice she'd ever heard, "Just feel it."
Lacey closed her eyes and took a deep breath before finding a rhythm that worked with Danny's masterful hips. The fact that he was a professional dancer did not leave her mind every time she had pictured him making love to her over the last few weeks. He had to be good in bed, right?
Danny had thought about her too, imagining all of the things he'd like do to please her and make her smile. He had tried to imagine what she'd sound like, what she'd taste like.
The next song was slow, sexy. Danny pulled Lacey in close and held her tight. He loved that Lacey's body naturally went to the lead position and Danny just went with it, following wherever her body wanted them to go.
A little more than halfway through the song Lacey slumped against Danny a little too heavily, her face buried in his chest. She was crying.
"Hey, hey." Danny pulled her closer and held her even tighter, Lacey making no move to flee or open up about what was wrong.
When the song finally ended, Danny dragged her off the dance floor and into an open corner table away from the bulk of people. He kept his chair right beside hers.
"How's our first date going?" Lacey asked sarcastically, wiping her eyes with a napkin that Danny had found, "Good thing I don't wear make-up I guess."
"Lacey—"
"My mom. I miss her. That song was one of her favorites." Lacey nodded, "She would have loved you." Lacey sniffled.
"You think so?" Danny smiled, pleasantly surprised she was opening up.
Lacey nodded, "Yes. She loved ballet, she never warmed up to Archie—" Her thoughts were all over the place.
"Wanna get out of here?" Danny asked carefully.
"I'm okay, really. Should we have round two?"
"Maybe that's not the best idea—"
"Let's have a good time Danny, you were right, I need this break."
"Okay. What do you want for round two?"
"Tequila."
Danny eyed her carefully, "Just tequila?"
"On the rocks I guess, yes."
Danny gave her a nod and headed off to the bar.
Lacey: I'm fucking this date up
Whitney: You okay? You need anything?
Lacey: I'm okay
Whitney: Danny really likes you Lacey, you're not messing up a thing. Just stay honest with him
"One tequila on the rocks." Danny presented triumphantly.
"Thank you." Lacey accepted the drink and sipped it.
They talked then, for a very long time. Lacey let out all of the things she had bottled up with no one tell. She told Danny about the cookies her mother used to make and ship to her at college, that she was really sad that her and Archie had fought the day of her move, that she's terrified she won't have all the answers to help Clara through the tough times and that she worried about having enough money to send her to the college she deserves.
Lacey told him about what her plans were before her parents brought her and Clara to where they were now and what her plans looked like now. It was heavy, it was light, it was exactly the conversation that needed to happen so that Danny could understand so much more about her on the deeper level they both craved.
"Thank you for listening to me, Danny. Your friendship, your kindness—you're exactly the man I thought you'd be." Lacey offered him genuinely.
"Round three?" They had both nursed their second drinks and neither of them were buzzed anymore, just warm and happy.
"I think I'm good. I definitely want to remember this night. I was thinking though—" Lacey stood and fussed with her dress, stretching a little and holding her hand out to pull Danny to his feet, "How about another dance?"
"I'm down. You sure?"
Lacey tugged him along, no longer hesitant about marching into the sea of much more highly intoxicated people and dancing with the hottest man in the building. She spun around and inadvertently flashed Danny a tiny peek of what was under her dress, Danny's face was priceless.
It was a fast song and while Lacey liked to dance, she wasn't exactly an expert. Danny on the other hand was an expert and the two of them made each other laugh trying to figure out how to dance together.
By the third song, they had that shit down. Danny twirled Lacey around and pulled her in close, their hips working almost obscenely at this point. Lacey was the one who reached for Danny's backside first and finally got to squeeze his perfect ass.
"Careful now. Don't start something—" Danny said into her ear. He pulled back and smiled at her, definitely warning her at the same time.
"No?" Lacey asked innocently.
They both knew they had a hair trigger at this point.
"It's your rule, roomie." Danny reminded her.
Lacey slid her hands back up and deflated against him, "I think I'm ready to go."
Danny nodded and grabbed her hand, lacing their fingers together and tucking her arm under his as he nudged them back off the dance floor and out the front door of the bar.
The night air was frigid and felt wonderful on their overheated bodies. They both took a few deep breaths to try and cool down further.
"Ride should be here in a couple minutes."
"That was so fun!" Lacey said, her bright smile warming Danny's heart.
"I had a great time. Next time, you gotta show me a place that you love." Danny was asking for a second date but put the ball in her court.
"Deal." Lacey said and walked up for a kiss.
"What was that for?"
"You're the hottest guy I've ever seen and sometimes I just want to kiss that." Lacey admitted.
"Well, any time I can be of service—" Danny smiled big.
"You ready for our second date?" Lacey asked boldly.
"Sure, when?"
"Right now."
Danny cocked his head to the side, he was very intrigued.
"Let me see your phone." Lacey held her hand out and quickly changed the drop off address for their Uber, "There we go, all set."
"Where are we going?"
"One of my favorite places."
Danny kept his attention focused on where Lacey was taking them, their Uber dumping them out at Central Park South.
"Oh this is some rich people shit—" Danny looked up at the massive luxury skyscrapers.
"C'mon. Hope you brought your big boy panties." Lacey said confidently and walked them up to the door man, "Hey Eddie."
"Lacey." He nodded kindly and reciprocated her fist bump.
"This is my partner, Danny. We're going up to view seven."
"Of course, enjoy."
Lacey took Danny's hand and pulled him into the elevator, punching in the special code that would bring them to the penthouse.
"Whaaaaat the fuuuuuck—" Danny marveled at all the glass, the elevator, the walls, everything was see-through.
"Almost there."
The elevator stopped and the doors opened to an exclusive floor only accessible with the secret code that Lacey knew by heart.
"Is this a place you have to sell?" Danny walked around like he was on another planet.
"Nope. It's where one of my developers stays when he's working in the city. He's in Dubai on vacation right now."
"You can just come here whenever you want?"
"He has a calendar he shares with friends and associates and as long as the date is open I can book it and bring my hot dates up here to show them this." Lacey pressed the button to retract the curtains, giving them a three hundred and sixty degree view of the city at night.
"Holy shit." Danny was truly stunned.
"Isn't it amazing?" Lacey gushed, "I love this city."
"This is incredible." Danny inched his way along the edge of the apartment, pointing at things and telling Lacey his own stories.
"There's this too." Lacey pressed another button that brought down the room divider and revealed a luxurious bed.
Danny did not want to fuck this up, his nerves suddenly washed over him, flooding every fiber of his being.
The room as dark, but the lights from the city surrounding them below gave them both the most romantic under glow. Lacey walked over to him and brought her hands up, slowly unbuttoning Danny's shirt.
"You're nervous?" Lacey found his reaction surprising and very sweet.
"I am." Danny laughed nervously.
"Should we slow down? Save it for another time?"
Danny shook his head no and Lacey continued, pushing his shirt down his arms and reaching for the belt loops on his pants, pulling him closer. His hips bumped against hers gently and both of them felt the jolt of electricity that was always arching between them.
Lacey unfastened the button to Danny's pants and pushed them to his feet, the toned dancer now standing before her in only boxer briefs and looking like a model.
"Damn." Lacey couldn't help it, he was so hot.
"My turn?" Danny asked and circled Lacey's waist with both hands, Lacey bit her lip and nodded yes.
He was so curious about her body. Danny got offers from people all the time, but had always been in a committed relationship with Regina. Regina was a dancer, she had a nice body, but she was always concerned about staying very very thin. Danny was ready to see something different.
Lacey was the first person he had found himself drawn to physically since their break-up and he wondered if she looked anything like the way he had imagined. Her waist was small, but she had an ass and Danny was definitely ready to see all of that.
Disrobing Lacey was going to be quick, Danny realized, as he slowly unzipped down the length of her dress. He let it fall to the floor behind her and caught his first glimpse of her beautiful body.
"You're perfect." Danny gushed in a whisper, closing his eyes briefly and reopening in hopes she was really there, that they were both really doing this.
Lacey reached behind her and took her own bra off, tossing it with the growing heap of their clothes. Now they matched.
Danny wanted to devour her, to suck on her perfect breasts, to touch her and taste her everywhere.
"Let's get you more relaxed." Lacey purred before Danny could reconnect his brain to his arms and legs again.
Lacey knelt down at Danny's feet, looking up at him with her gorgeous face and how the fuck did they get here? How was he this lucky?
"You sure you want to go here?" Danny asked, it was his way of trying to make sure she was comfortable with all this but it came out a little bit as if he wasn't so sure himself.
Lacey sat back on her heels, recognizing how nervous this perfect, hot as hell man really was and deciding that he was trying to check in with her and not back out.
She knelt up again and leaned forward to place a kiss on his exposed bellybutton, peppering kisses down his happy trail and then outlining his rapidly engorging dick through his underwear with some very greedy hands.
"I'm sure." Lacey kissed his tip through the fabric, glancing up at Danny's face, his lips had parted to accommodate his increased demand for oxygen, "You?"
Danny's cock twitched, "I wanna go here." He blurted out in over eager confirmation.
Lacey smiled up at him and finally pulled his boxers down. Danny's cock sprang free and bobbed wildly in her face. She grabbed it and gave his tip a proper kiss this time.
Danny wasn't as long as Archie, but he was significantly thicker and had more of a curve. She was curious what that would feel like plunging in and out of her.
Lacey stuck her tongue out and licked Danny's length from his balls up to his tip and back again, never breaking eye contact with him. After her second pass she sucked him into her mouth and got to work.
"Oh my god—"
Danny could not believe this was happening. It took him a minute to really get over the shock and into this place and time with the goddess on her knees in front of him.
He was clean, he smelled so good. Lacey appreciated his manscaping and now knew that they were thankfully on the same page with all of that.
With their stars aligning and her heart having been dehydrated or so long, finding a drink like Danny made Lacey feel this overwhelming want to return every box he had ticked of hers.
She wanted to love this man how he deserved and soak in whatever else he had to offer her in return. He was right, no one had been taking care of her.
She had always done that for herself, and while she was a badass boss bitch, sometimes she craved a little TLC from someone who truly had her back and understood her wants and needs. Danny was that someone tonight.
"I like that—" Danny praised and lovingly caressed a hand across Lacey's forehead and around the curve of her jaw, "You're so beautiful."
Lacey doubled her effort and got in the zone, bobbing her mouth on his tip and following up with pumping her trusty right hand up and down his length. It had only been two minutes.
"This isn't fair, I'm close Lace—"
Lacey popped her mouth off and kept her hand active, "One of us has to go first." She winked and sucked him back in.
Danny took that as a green light to let things flow and not try to hold himself off. His eyes closed again, mouth agape as he just let Lacey literally suck the love right out of him.
"That's—That's so good—" Danny grunted, bringing his hands down to thread through Lacey's curls before blowing his load into her mouth without further warning and hoping for the best.
To his surprise, she didn't come up swinging like Regina would have on the few occasions he had failed to warn her. Danny watched Lacey swallow him down and wait patiently for his follow up ooze, cleaning that up with her tongue as well like the fucking Queen she was.
"That escalated quickly." Danny giggled and pulled Lacey up off the ground and squeezed her tight.
Lacey squeezed him back and watched a calm settle into his face. He was definitely relaxed now and if the heart eyes emoji were a person, Danny would be it.
Danny kissed her, deep and searching. The sour taste of himself on her tongue proving to spark something truly primal inside of him. It was time for him to reciprocate this, to show her how he was feeling.
He pulled back and picked Lacey up, her legs instinctively wrapping around Danny's naked waist as he carried her over to the bed that he was sure cost more than the annual taxes did on his humble townhome.
Danny climbed onto the bed, Lacey refusing to drop below, clinging onto him like a sloth until he laid down on top of her. She resumed their kiss while Danny's hands found their way to touch Lacey's full breasts.
He eventually pried her arms from around his neck and knelt up, his knees resting in between her legs. Danny rubbed her smooth skin and rested his palms on her kneecaps. Lacey playfully squeezed her bent knees together to hug him as he surveyed her beautiful body.
Danny's hands slid from her knees down the outside of her thighs, his hands circling her waist again, thumbs pressing into her hip bones and squeezing gently. He repeated this massage path until Lacey's core began to rise up in search of more.
Danny grinned wickedly and hitched his thumbs along the edge of her panties, all of his other fingers following suit and curling around the inside edge and pulling them down Lacey's endless legs.
Danny repeated the path again, this time stopping when he circled back to her kneecaps to split her legs open. She watched his eyes drop and return to connect with her, lust now mixing with the awe that had been there moments ago.
Danny crawled forward and kissed her lips, trailing his kiss down to her chin, then to her neck. He kissed the valley between her breasts before working her left nipple into a stiff peak and doing the same to her right. He wasted no time kissing her belly and her belly button—just as she had done to him.
Lacey's head rolled to the side so she could watch him as he approached her perfectly waxed strip. He kissed her there too, his eyes traveling up to meet hers again so he could confirm it was okay to keep going. She didn't stop him.
Danny licked a lubricating swatch over the entire area he intended to infiltrate and then latched his mouth onto Lacey's lower lips before moving to suck her clit alone.
"Mmmph!" Lacey groaned and squirmed both closer to him and then further away from him, as if it were too much and not quite enough all at once.
Danny tolerated her squirming for maybe all of thirty seconds before he pinned her hips down so he could focus his ministrations to make this really good for her.
Try as she might, she couldn't move. She rebelled and pulled at his hair, her volume and her tugging growing and seceding like waves in the ocean.
"You're good at this—" Lacey panted.
He ate her, he licked her, he sucked her. Judging by her body language, she was so close to finally coming and Danny was fucking here for it.
He brought his left hand up and got his thumb involved with more pressure on Lacey's clit than his tongue could deliver.
"Ohh, yes—" Lacey liked that.
Danny toggled between rubbing and sucking, finally milking her clit with his lips and making her whole body jerk and her whimpering cease.
Once Lacey opened her eyes again, Danny crawled up her body and kissed her like she was the answer to everything that had ever been missing in his whole life.
They enjoyed this kiss more than any others they had had to date, Lacey's lingering essence now mixed with his sent them both into a need at a level that neither of them had experienced before.
Sure, sex with Archie and Regina wasn't bad, but this was new, deeper, different. Love was creeping into both of their minds, but this was too new and it needed more time to lay it's roots before they began shouting it from the rooftops.
"I could get used to that." Lacey took a turn caressing Danny's face.
Danny's junk was back in the game at this point and their explorations of each other had truly settled his nerves. He so wanted to keep going but wasn't sure how far Lacey had planned for this to go.
Lacey could feel Danny's dick incessantly poking at her inner thigh, his curve really boasting a significant jab that she was sure he hadn't realized was even happening.
She needed to make sure they were prepared before he got any closer to sliding in. The last thing either of them were ready for was creating a child they were in no way ready to care for.
Lacey pushed Danny back gently and stood, heading over to her dress and fiddling with the zippered pockets. Danny watched her from the bed, assuming he was seeing his answer to where they would draw the line for the night redressing right in front of him.
Instead, Lacey fished out the condom she had tucked into her pocket and tossed the dress back onto the floor. She returned to the bed and crawled in, pressing the foil circle into Danny's left pec as she looked Danny's incredible body up and down again. She wanted him.
Danny brought his hand up to take the condom from her, taking the opportunity to kiss said hand like the fucking gentleman he was. He didn't need to ask her if she was sure or waste time wondering about birth control, etc.
Lacey always crossed her t's and dotted her i's and this was happening. She took the condom back from him, tore it open and rolled it on, accepting his brazen, filthy kisses as she did.
"Oh hell yes—" Danny wanted in so bad.
"Lay down, big guy. I get first round." Lacey instructed and Danny collapsed onto his back and accepted Lacey straddling his waist.
Lacey rotated her hips around and teased him, showing him how she liked to ride. Danny loved that and rubbed up and down her thighs as he watched the show.
"In." Lacey commanded and Danny reached down and lined himself up.
Lacey sunk down and bounced gingerly as she stretched around him.
"Damn." They both said at the same.
Lacey worked him out. Danny groaned and grasped at her, taking turns crunching upward so she could hold onto the back of his neck and grind against him properly and collapsing back and watching her bounce for him.
Danny chanced a hard smack to her ass at one point, Lacey responding with a swift swat of her own.
"No, none of that."
"What about this?" Danny squeezed her ass, lifting her cheeks up a little so she could take him even deeper.
"Fuck—I like that." She sat down as far as she could and took him to the hilt.
"Oh shit—"
He watched Lacey work to get herself there, her hips eventually becoming sloppy and erratic. Danny aided her just before she finished with a firm rub to her clit.
"Yes, Danny—" Lacey got exactly what she was looking for, a big fucking O from the incredible body beneath her.
When her shudders stopped he rolled them and took his turn dominating her. Danny knew what he had between his legs. His special brand of curve was a blessing.
He twisted Lacey's hips to the side and pressed her top leg up toward her belly in preparation of showing her what it was all about.
Danny's dancer's body and natural rhythm made Lacey's eyes roll over and over as he continued on his mission. He rocked in deeper and deeper until he was leaning all of his weight into her and absorbing the scratches she was leaving down his back.
"You can fuck—" Lacey noted as he continued his punishing thrusts, "C'mon—" Lacey reached down and grabbed Danny's ass as he rutted against her.
Then he was there, suddenly so close to the end and frustrated this was almost over. He pulled Lacey's hands away from his ass and slammed them above her head as he slapped his body against hers.
"I need this. I need it—" Danny shamelessly panted in her ear, "Thank you for giving it to me—"
That was enough for Lacey, Danny's lusty voice causing her to throw her head back and scream a healthy version of what he assumed was his name, her voice drowned out by his own expletives as he unloaded hard into the condom he hoped was still intact.
Their crescendos grew eerily quiet as their peaks came and went along with them. Danny nodded as he connected with the pure pleasure that spread across Lacey's face. He felt it too.
"We are a fucking match." Danny exhaled and sucked her neck briefly, nuzzling her and just being a general sweetheart.
Danny pulled out gracefully and inspected the condom that was still perfectly and snugly seated exactly where Lacey had left it. He pulled it off and ran to toss it out and pull his boxers back on before joining Lacey in the bed again.
"Be with me?" Danny asked tenderly, matching their palms up absently. Measuring and marveling at her smaller, feminine, yet no less powerful hands.
"We can't do this stuff at home."
Danny began nodding before she could even finish objecting.
"Understood. Just be with me?" He tried again.
Lacey covered her face and her tiny excited smile that crept onto it, why not, she thought. It felt right.
"Okay." She squeaked out. Damnit she was so cute.
"Yeah?" Danny smiled then too.
Lacey nodded, "Mm-hm. Yes."
Danny collapsed his forehead against her shoulder and closed his eyes for a moment, silently thanking her for making him excited about life again. Lacey was thinking the same thing.