The Thread Between Danny and Me

Chapter 36: You're sure?

I opened the door to my apartment and was greeted by a savory smell of herbs and roasting meat.

"Welcome home, Darlin'," Danny said from the kitchen.

I gaped, then burst out laughing.

Danny looked over his shoulder and flashed me a Cheshire Cat grin. "Something funny?"

He was naked save for a green and brown striped apron that was open in the back. His toned glutes made for a very nice view.

"Aren't you cold?" I teased.

"Nah. Why would I be cold?"

"You're right, silly question."

Rojo sat at my feet and looked up. His tongue flopped to the side and his tail thumped on the wood floor. "Hi there, pretty boy," I said as I reached down to scratch his ear. "You look so happy!"

"We had fun today. Rojo was a great coach while I worked out."

"He is very good at that." I scratched under Rojo's chin.

When I stood up, Danny was right in front of me. He pulled me to himself, leaned my head back, and kissed me fiercely.

"I missed you today," he said after he pulled away.

"I missed you too."

"So," he said as his hands wandered down my face, "sex now, or after dinner? Or, not at all. That's an option, too."

"I like the 'sex now and after dinner' option."

He laughed, then kissed me.

"I do like the view of that apron," I smirked.

"Oh yeah?"

"Your ass looks pretty good."

Danny twisted around. "It does, you're right."

"How long until dinner?"

He twisted back around and looked at the oven timer. "Thirty minutes. Could be longer."

"It smells delicious. What are you making?"

"Pot roast."

My eyebrows went up which made Danny chuckle.

"I've always enjoyed cooking. But cooking is a lot more fun when there's a lady to please."

"Speaking of pleasing." I put my hands through the sides of the apron and touched Danny's pectoral muscles. "Take me now."

He gave me a sultry smile. "Your wish is my command."

He began to kiss me. His hands went to my shirt and pushed it upward. I raised my hands so he could take it off.

"See that chair?" he murmured in my ear.

"Yeah."

"I've been fantasizing about us making love in that chair. You, on my lap, where all your curves are right there for me to feel."

"Your wish is my command, Darlin'," I said, my voice low.

As it turned out, the chair was very good. It was a good angle. It was good to take charge of our pace. And I loved looking down into the wildness of his ocean eyes.

"MJ," he sighed afterward. "You are...so so good."

I kissed him and reveled in my bliss. When I pulled away, his expression was tender.

"So perfect," he sighed again as he pushed my hair back behind my ear. "I love you."

"I love you."

Danny's hands absently went up and down my back in gentle strokes. He smiled up at me.