But, as he stared down into her beautiful face, there was a tiny part of his brain still functioning enough to think…
This is your first time having sex as a married couple. Kat will remember this forever…make it something special for her, even if it damn near kills you. Because that’s what she deserves.
Danny’s hesitation must have really pissed her off, because Kat fisted her hands in the front of his shirt and shook him less-than-gently.
“What are you waiting for?” She lifted her pelvis up, eliciting more loud groans from both of them when her body rubbed up against his erection.
Danny mustered what was left of his self-control and forced himself to straighten up so he was on his knees over her. With some effort, he loosened Kat’s fingers from his shirt and kissed both palms before leaning forward to pin her wrists to the bed above her head with one of his hands.
“What…” Kat squirmed beneath him, her expression all confusion as she searched his face. “What are you doing, Danny?”
He reached down and ran the backs of his fingers along the raised, glitter letters on the front of her panties – which immediately stilled her movements. Danny latched onto her eyes and held them as he slowly and thoroughly traced each letter with his fingertip. By the time he started tracing the handcuffs, Kat was open-mouthed panting, her eyes were glazed over, and her pelvis was rhythmically undulating up against his fingers.
“Well – assuming
I
am the police officer these panties are referring to…” Danny’s hand slid beneath her and grabbed her ass cheek. “
This
…” He then brought his hand back around to rest lightly between her legs. “And most definitely
this
…” Kat gasped loudly as his palm slid over her swollen, sensitive flesh and cupped it. “Are my property. And I’d really like to take a good look at my property – touch and taste it, too – before I give you what you want, Mrs. MacDonough. You ruined my frisking plans by wiggling that hot ass in my face, but I’m not gonna let you distract me this time.”
Kat dug her heels into the mattress and began frantically pressing herself up into his hand – or tried to, but Danny kept moving his hand back, not allowing her the pressure and friction she’d need to come.
“Danny, stop…
please
…” she begged, eyes wide and wild. “Please stop moving your hand. Or fuck me. Please, one or the other. Or both.” Kat continued her desperate attempts at connecting her body with any part of him, which had Danny seriously reconsidering his memorable sex plan.
And then she blew his fucking mind by latching onto his eyes and whispering, “Please put your fingers inside my panties and touch me, Danny,
please
…” Kat pressed herself up against his hand and this time Danny didn’t move away – couldn’t have moved away had he tried. “Feel how wet I am for you…how badly I want you and how ready I am to take you all the way in…” Kat wiggled against him. “
Please, just feel me
…”
“
Jesus-fucking-Christ
, Kat,” he choked out as he stared down at her, once again in awe of how easy it was for her to turn the tables on him. How easily it had always been and always would be. “Unless you want me to destroy these rented pants you love so much, you’ve gotta stop talking like that.”
“Oh, don’t orgasm, Danny! No, no, no!” She stilled her body. “Okay, I’ll stop telling you what’s going on down there, I promise! You said you were going to look at it and touch it and taste it…so just do that, okay? Now!”
Danny dropped his gaze to the place they were both so desperate for him and then back at Kat. “I wanna see you in that dress on all fours,” he said gruffly, hand leaving her body to clutch his dick. He stroked himself a few times, knowing how much it turned Kat on and said, “That fucking ass of yours in the air and my property right in my face to look at, touch, and taste.”
His lips tugged into a wide grin at the shocked arousal on Kat’s face.
Kat started nodding like crazy, already trying to turn beneath him. “Yes. Good. Let’s do that. Now. Quickly.”
Danny released her hands, slid one of his beneath her, and flipped her onto her stomach. “Prop yourself up on your elbows,” he directed and Kat did it. He, once again, gathered up handfuls of her dress and pushed them up, until he managed to get the back of it up around her waist. “
Fuck
,” he muttered, already climbing off the bed. “I’ve gotta see this better.”
Kat craned her neck to look back at him. “Where are you going?”
“I needed a better view because I want this image burned into my fucking brain.” Danny stood a foot from the edge of the bed, crossed his arms over his chest, and took it all in:
Kat exactly like he’d wanted her – on all fours, hair a little mussed up from the night, still wearing those adorable white Converse sneakers with the crystals on them, and that dress pushed up, baring that beautiful ass – covered by those little, white
Frisk Me
panties.
Danny let out a low whistle, head shaking, as he rubbed as his jaw. “I almost want to take a picture of you, sweetheart…just so you can see how fucking incredible you look like that.”
Kat scoffed. “Don’t you dare. And I’ll take your word for it.” She wiggled her ass again, and – yet again – it made Danny’s vision go fuzzy, his mouth go dry, and his dick grow impossibly harder in his pants. “You’ve had your peep show…now get over here and do everything you just promised me, Danny, before things get ugly.”
Her entire body
trembling in anticipation, Kat listened to Danny quickly divest himself of this clothes and shoes.
She wiggled her butt in the air and grinned when she heard Danny groan. “You better hurry,
caro
…or I’ll start really waving this thing around.”
A second later, she gasped when his hands gripped her hips.
Danny laughed low and deep. “This thing’s not doing anything but holding still for me right now, sweetheart. So I can do everything you want me to do to it…everything I am fucking
dying
to do to it.” He dragged a fingertip slowly down the center of her core – over the panties – and Kat moaned loudly, head dropping forward to hang between her shoulders.
“Now how do you want me to do this, my sweet, little wife?” Danny hooked a fingertip into the edge of the panties and tugged. “I know it turns you on when I push them to the side, go down on you, and then fuck you…” Kat gasped when his finger slid further inside and brushed against her aching folds. “Or I can rip them off you and we can do it bare.” Danny withdrew his finger and Kat groaned in protestation. “What do you prefer, sweetheart? Or maybe both? I’m gonna make you come twice before I fuck you, so maybe
both
is the obvious choice.”
“Yes,” she breathed out. “Yes, both, please. Now, Danny. Just…right now, please!”
Kat heard the grin in his voice when he said, “Anything for you, my
beautiful
…”
Danny hooked that maddening finger back into the side of the panties and tugged them aside. A little bit. Enough for Kat to feel his gaze on her flesh, but not enough to ease her aching.
“
Amazing
…”
Danny pulled it aside a little more…enough for Kat to feel a cool rush of air against her hot, wet core. She began panting in earnest then, knowing it was only a short matter of time before Danny touched her or put his mouth on her…only a matter of minutes before she had some measure of relief.
“
Brilliant…
”
His one hand holding the fabric aside, Danny used his other to start gently stroking her aching folds.
“
Oh, God…Danny
,” she breathed out as he used his strong, thick, long fingers to touch her in the most incredible, loving ways…to drive her right out of her blessed mind. Again. As usual.
“
Badass
…”
Danny swirled his fingertip around the entrance of her body with his fingertip before suddenly pressing it inside – causing Kat to gasp loudly and lean back against his finger in an attempt to get it deeper.
Danny slowly withdrew and then, with equal slowness and deliberateness, slid it back inside – going just the tiniest bit deeper this time.
“
Danny…
” Kat fisted her hands in the bed covering, now openly, loudly panting. “Deeper, Danny, please…go deeper…just a little deeper, please…”
He laughed a soft, smug laugh that made Kat want to scream.
“
Sexy as all fucking get out…
”
Danny withdrew his finger and paused, the tip of it lingering right at the aching spot driving Kat damn near out of her mind. His thumb moved to hover just above her clitoris – not quite touching it, but coming close enough to make Kat’s eyes water with frustration, anticipation, and white-hot need.
Kat could feel his gaze on her core…could physically feel his desire, his own unbearable need, and – just as it always was with Danny – his utter adoration and unconditional love.
“
Wife
.”
Danny thrust his finger deep inside of her at the same moment he slid his thumb across her clitoris and Kat shattered into a million pieces for him. She cried out his name over and over again as her body pulsed around his still buried-deep finger and as she continued to move herself against his thumb, drawing out her orgasm.
But before she could ride it out till the end, Danny suddenly withdrew his hand, yanked the panties down, grabbed onto her hips, and buried his face against her – his tongue now thrusting hard into the space his finger had just occupied.
“
No…I can’t…
” she gasped out, even as she rocked her body back and forth to a rhythm matching the strokes of Danny’s tongue.
Kat shook her hanging head, her eyes leaking tears, because it was all too much: the emotion, the physical pleasure, the orgasm, and the second release she already felt building.
Danny withdrew his tongue and started licking at her. “God, you taste so motherfucking sweet, Kat,” he whispered against her folds, before tightening his grip and pulling Kat back harder against his mouth. “And I just love you so fucking much and wanna make you feel so damn good.”
“
I…love…you…too
,” Kat managed to pant out before exhaling a wild giggle. “
But…if you…make me…feel…any better…I’ll combust
.”
Kat felt the warm breath of his exhaled laugh against her flesh and shivered.
“Let’s see.” Curling his fingers into her hips and tilting her butt up just a little, Danny went after her clitoris – kissing, licking, and very gently nipping at it before sucking it into his mouth.
Sending Kat careening right off the orgasmic cliff. Again.
Too dry-mouth, tight-throated, and physically spent to do much more than shudder beneath Danny’s continued onslaught, Kat finally collapsed beneath him – wedding dress still hiked up over her butt, Converse kicks still on her feet, and her lungs trying desperately to provide the oxygen and dispel the carbon dioxide she needed to even out her breathing.
Kat took a few moments to collect her thoughts – and to enjoy the much-needed, soothing sensations of Danny caressing the backs of her legs and pressing soft kisses to her upper thighs.
“Danny?” she said, face buried in the rumpled bedspread.
“Yeah, sweetheart?”
“I know you want to have sex with me in the dress, but I think I’m going to have to take it off. Or at least loosen it.” Kat shifted. “It’s on the tight side when I’m breathing normally, but when you make me hyperventilate, it’s damn near asphyxiating me.”
Danny stilled abruptly. “What the hell, Kat…” He reached up and grabbed the zipper at the back of the dress. With one quick, hard tug, Danny unzipped it far enough to allow the first full inhalation Kat had taken all day. He pushed apart the sides of her dress and rubbed circles into her back. “Why didn’t you say something?”
“Uh, because it wasn’t too bad until you made me orgasm twice in a row, without a breather.”
Danny laughed. “I’d say I’m sorry, but I’m not.” He leaned down and pressed kisses to the small of her back, then up her spine. “And I hate to tell you this, but I’ve gotta make you come one more time.” Danny pushed the sides of her dress apart farther and slid his hand inside. “But we can do it with the dress off and…”
His words trailed off as his fingers brushed up against bandage on Kat’s side.
That she’d totally forgotten about until this very moment.
“What the hell is this?” Danny scooted up until he was directly beside her and pushed the dress aside more forcefully, baring the bandage just under her bra line. “Are you okay? What the fuck happened, Kat?”
“Nothing bad, don’t freak out.” She pushed up onto her elbows and smiled at him coyly over her shoulder. “It’s just a little wedding present. From me to you.” Kat paused. “Well, for me, too, I guess.”
Danny’s furrow deepened as he studied the bandage. “A wedding present?”
Kat nodded. “Yep. Wanna see it?” Danny nodded back and she tried to sit up. “Ugh…” Kat extended her hand. “Help me, Danny.” He grabbed her hand and gently pulled her to a sitting position.
“You okay?” he asked, tightening his hold on her hand.
“Yes, I’m perfectly fine.”
Danny searched her eyes. “You promise? You sure you’re telling everything? Did I just push you too hard, sweetheart? Because if so, you’ve gotta tell me and I’ll be gentler.”
Kat lifted his hand to her mouth and kissed the backs of his fingers. “I promise I will tell you everything, you sweet, wonderful man.” She dropped his hand and braced one palm on the bed, so she could maneuver to reach the bandage. “Now let me show you the present I got you so you can get even more turned on and give me that third orgasm you promised.”
Danny watched Kat
slowly peel the long, rectangular bandage off…and what he saw beneath it slammed into him at top speed from all angles. It struck him silent, robbed him of breath, and made him want to laugh and cry at the same damn time.
It was what he should have expected, given the bandage, but he’d never in a million years thought Kat would do that. And what she’d had written…